Grizzled

Episode 35's

The whole class covered me as soon as I arrived. Some asked about my condition, some commented on my forehead being patched with plaster, the rest were worried about the intelligence stored in my head –was it reduced due to the loud impact that day? What a joke!

“Ra, nothing can change from the contents of your head! We need it in critical situations! Like next week's UTS for example,” said Rihana. Dih, how funny he is!

“But really, Ra! I saw that time your head was leaking with a torn wound and now it's just plastered like this? Too magical!” comment Marvel. Ah, Sakti ... What should I explain?!

“Maybe you just got the wrong look, Vel!” ngawur. The eagle on his stool that was listening to the conversation just turned the eyeball. Yeah, just sorry! I'm not good at lying.

“Hai, hi, Shira! I'm not surprised you're going in today. If when we visit you are better now! Yeah, I'm happy, anyway!” welcome Yasinta to our seats.

“Hm, sweetass! I know you already know, Yas!” my answer. Yasinta just grinnedly grabbed my tote bag which contained a few small jars of pastries.

“Hehe, last night aunt Mira japri if my ration will be brought you today. Though I want to take it myself while playing to your house. Uh, it turns out that aunt Mira left for work again this morning!”

“Yes, it should be. After all, you are not usually allowed to go home for a while like yesterday,”, I said while peeking at the arrangement of the cake in a transparent jar. My mother was very considerate of my friends, thinking of them as nieces and nephews. Sharing snacks like this is one way.

“Nih, for you! No announcements to the class! I don't make much!” I said hand over a jar to Yasinta.

“Ah, makasiiih! Ready, understood! I understand, really, Aunt Mira only shares for your closest friends. I can guess one of the remaining jars is definitely for Nike,” Yasinta said.

“Yes, let him call later,” I replied.

“Eh, there's still one more? For whom?”

“Wah, since when do you like to pass people's stuff, Yas?”

“I'm curious, usually aunt Mira only make two but now there are three!”

“This one is mine, okay?”

“Not making sense! You can eat at home. Why take it to school too?”

I couldn't have been saved from Yasinta's rant if the loudspeakers weren't noisy right away, reminding the children to quickly gather in the ceremonial grounds to form a row. Some children still stubbornly sitting on the terrace of the class, waiting for forced order team to immediately take to the field. I was busy looking for a hat. Ah, as I remember I always left it in the drawer, but this time there was none. It could be bad if I don't fully wear attributes. Friends started leaving first grade at a time when what I was looking for I hadn't found yet. At least my panic increased when I realized I wasn't wearing a tie. Well, ******!

“Hey, quickly leave class!” shouted someone in the doorway, seemingly a member of the order team. I looked up and the boy smiled.

“Oh, it's you, Shira? I'm surprised you've entered today. Has it improved a bit?” tanyanya. Since when did Erik dare to talk to me?

“I'm fine,” I replied as if.

“Thank God! I'm glad to hear that. Today you can not join the ceremony, kok!”

“Really?” I just don't believe it.

“Yes, don't be tired! Stay here, okay?” answer Erik. Whoa, luck! I won't be punished for forgetting to bring a hat.

“Then I'll excuse you. Other buildings need to be combed to make sure no one intentionally skips the ceremony. If there's another supervisor questioning you, just say it's a waiver from Mr. Hanri. They definitely understand,” Erik said again. I just nodded letting him go. Not long before leaving the classroom, the HT device in his suit pocket rattled.

“Yes, Erik is here. Top front area, clear! Whahuh? Anyone broke through the back fence?! Cih, I'll make sure they pay!” erik's grouse had darted down the stairs. His words just rang in my ear. Like I've heard before, but where? Ah, is it possible .. could it be the last sound I heard before I fainted at the hands of the kids at that time?

“Couple sure you pay dearly for all this!”

I don't like it a bit, but it does sound the same.

 ***

An hour that felt short, passed like a single round of songs from my phone. I heard the call to disband the line. This is how when not taking part in the ceremony, time feels faster. I want to enjoy the quiet atmosphere in class for longer. It's very different when the sun is out there. The ceremony will feel very long. How can it be like that huh? Ah, or is it because today's builder's speech is shorter than usual?

“You didn't join the ceremony, Ra?” yasinta asked while wiping the sweat on her face. I'm shaking.

“Can't be the same Mr. Hanri,” I replied accordingly.

“Dih, delicious yes! Soon for gym class! The schedule change is not in our favor at all, Ra! After all, the schedule is not usually changed during the middle of the semester like this! Why do our classes get hours of exercise after the ceremony?!” gerutu Yasinta's.

“How do I know, Yas! Don't protest me!”

“More Mr. Aji absolutely cannot tolerate delays. Though you know for yourself how many girls need a lot of time to change clothes ..”

“No, nih! I can fast.”

“... moreover after this fatigue it feels like mager once want to exercise, Ra!”

“Have known that, then quickly change clothes and stop grumbling, Yas! Geez, you know for yourself I can't stand near people nagging!” my reply. He just grinned.

“You didn't change clothes, Ra? Not taking a sports class? Ah, lest you forget not to bring sports clothes huh?”

“Enak only! I brought it, you know! Just go first!” I said I changed my last shirt on purpose.

Class was quiet when I just got out of the bathroom, but I'm not worried, there's still five minutes left before the warm-up starts. Know-how Eagle was already standing in front of the classroom door, yet to change his gray white uniform.

“You're not in sports, Lang?” my many.

“You want to join sports?”

Lah, even ask back!

“You saw ‘kan? I've changed my clothes. Of course I participate in sports,” I replied.

“Then can't?”

“Who forbids?”

“You just recovered, just sit in class!” his orders while blocking my way out.

“True, I'm totally cured! I am free to return to normal activities! Don't block me!” I tried to get him out of the door.

“Basic trouble! You deliberately seek attention huh?!”

“What do you mean?!”

“This is a fact, your head is often hit by throwing balls. After that you will faint and be mobbed by many people, is that your plan this morning?” reply Eagle is really talented igniting a check.

“Lang, I'm trying not to want to fight with you, so please ..”

“So please, save your strength first, Shir, okay?” said the Eagle pushed me into the classroom again.

“I haven't authorized Mr. Aji, know!”

“I've asked permission!”

“Wah, this is just your plan so I don't take gym class!” irked me.

“Well, there is a point, but I planned so not without purpose,” replied the Eagle while looking around for something in his bag, showing an old brown-coated book.

“Ah, true too! I always look for opportunities to discuss it!” my answer occupies the Ardian bench which is his position in front of the Eagle table, “but what is your reason for missing from the gym class today? As far as I know Mr. Aji is not this easy to give permission.”

“My injured leg has not healed properly, Shir,” replied the Eagle.

“Long but ‘kan?”

“Lying, ah! You've been hurt a hundred times worse than that and you're still alive! It is impossible that such a small wound has not healed in three days! Just say you forgot not to bring sports clothes, yes ‘kan?” my pedicabs. The eagle couldn't hold back his grin while taking his eyes off.

“Since when am I easy to read like this?!” his gerrick. Heh, basic!

“Oh yes, there is a deposit from mom!” I said go fetch something in the drawer, “this is the promise that time.”

Eagle receives small setoples of this pastry, “Wah, made for real.”

“Yes, Yasinta and Nike can too! Mom was never just a pleasantie. Well, it could be that he was just showing off his prowess. Basic adult!”

“Send thank you yes! Still I admit your mother is cool, processed food is always good, but I can't think your supply box is just that. Looks like aunt Mira's abilities aren't passed down to you huh?”

“Se .. since when do you dare to comment on my lunchbox?! Besides I don't cook weirdly to save money to save, you know!” pissed me. The eagle just sneered. That's-that's all he said!

The wind from the north made the window curtain next to the bench of the Eagle fluttering, even opening a few brown-coated books in front of us. I pulled out the phone, activated the camera, photographed some sheets. The camera shots showed each page clean with no writing, different from what was seen in my eyes.

“It's clear, the writing in it only the two of us can see it, Shir,” rich Eagle chewed on a piece of pastry.

“Iya, I know. I want to duplicate it on my phone so I can learn it at home, but it seems like it can't,” I replied.

“Don't worry, I started writing the copy directly with understandable language.”

“Wah, that's great! What information have you gotten from this book, Lang? You should have taught me to read this passphrase too!”

“I don't know for sure the password in this book, Shir. I never learned, but in one look I can understand automatically the discussion in it,” said Eagle. Wow, similar to Sekti!

“So, I don't know how to teach you. In addition, not all information can be absorbed at once. A maximum of five pages per day, the rest no matter how I try, the writing on the next page I can not read until tomorrow,” added Elang.

“How many pages are unread, Lang? What will be finished before next month?” manyworry.

“I have counted and thank God, I was able to finish reading this book even before the third full moon,” replied the Eagle sounded a relief.

“It's okay, maybe we should think about it slowly,” I replied. Eagle activated the word processing app on his phone, opening the file where he typed the translation of this ancient book.

“That's all I know. The early pages tell more of the old story of Sakti and Sekti. Maybe you already know, but what is written there is more detail than Sekti tells you,” said Eagle. I was busy looking at the translation. That part of the old story I just passed by. Somehow too sick if I have to know many times that there must be sacrificed .. no forgiveness .. forgiving evil also includes mistakes. I can't accept that kind of thing and my feelings will continue to defy it.

The last information Eagle wrote was about the gap of light, the only portal that allowed us to free from there. Sekti explained that the gap is periodically active, every sixty years. Light gaps include two-way portals that allow something to enter or exit through them. That is why the gap of light is active twice in its sixty-year cycle, being first active by sucking lost souls into the gray world during the first full moon. Ah, I still remember the first night when I got lost there, all I saw was a full moon hovering low, looking parallel to the sight of my eyes standing on the second floor.

I continued to slide the phone screen. Then for the second time the slit of light is active on the third full moon night in the exit direction. However, since the gray world was designed like a prison, access to exit was certainly more difficult than access to entry. Only a proper and clean soul could escape from that place.

“White is no longer white when near black. Tarnished, the kindness you have is too weak, not ‘kan can save me, but too strong to even turn around to harm you. That's why, before being a hero to me, be a hero to yourself!”

Ah, it's free. The book was written by Sekti who was opposite his mindset with me. Maybe I'll find a lot of things that I don't like from the way he looks, but so far there's no clue more adequate than this book.

I still have a lot to look at. I intend to send this file to my contact but it looks like the Eagle does not keep my number. Uh, or not. This contact named Shiro is not ... IT'S TRUE!

“Do not want to change people's names, dong!” irked me. The eagle that I didn't expect from earlier also played my phone just put on a plain look.

“Heh, what?”

“I'll be renaming your contact as well, Emprit!” pissed me.

“Hei! Who told you to open your contacts, ha?!”

“I want to send a file earlier! What the fuck is my name on your contact?!”

“Yeah, just like that in question! I thought what was going on?!” replied Elang casually back to pay attention to my phone, “it was just a typo. Fix it yourself if you don't like.”

“Where might a typo?! Shira is Shiro? A and O far away his position on the keyboard, know!” amukku while Eagle as deaf still sliding my phone screen, “what are you doing, hey?!”

I tried to get my phone from him. Had been found out he opened the files of the script of my old novel. HEH! NO, THAT'S DISGRACE!

“Restore, Lang!”

“Sshshsh! Shut up, I'm curious!”

“LAAAANG! PLEASE DON'T READ IT ANY FURTHER!”

“It's okay, I need to know the times of your caliphs who once made up stories like this!”

KU ... THE INSOLENT!

“Eh, someone called, nih!”

“Means, restore!”

“Iya, yes .. seems to have been missed, Shir,” Whispered Eagle. No, it's a push!

“Halo, Shiro?” the caller's voice is quite audible. I hurriedly lowered the volume of the phone call, glared at the Eagle for a moment then walked out of the classroom.

“My name is Shira, Dad! Father has forgotten?” my answer. The clear voice across there chuckled softly.

“Dad can't joke? Alright, fine ... How are you doing, brother? Do not move much first, make sure you are really healthy!” mutilate.

“Eh? I even went to school,” I replied.

“Oh yes? My sister always does! But I heard from Sister that Brother has indeed recovered, that's good news! May you be healthy always.”

“Yes ... Dad also.”

“How's your school? Next week UTS? Studying already? What bills need to be paid?”

“I've learned every day,” I replied but lied. I only study when I want to, “all book bills and dues are in order since the beginning of the semester. Money from Dad that time was enough.”

“Good ... Brother knows? Dik Maurin wanted to buy a bicycle because he said Junior High school is far.”

“Dih, whereas enter a new SMP next year!”

“Iya, it's okay ‘kan? You can also ask for something, kok!”

“I? Something how?”

“Ya ... How about? Brother is not like a brother who immediately knows his own desires, anyway! What the fuck is that, brother!”

“I never asked for anything, but once asked would be very troublesome! I doubt Father can grant it,” I replied silently smiling coldly.

“Wah? Did ya? Brother did not ask for a star plucked like it used to be ‘kan?”

My words hung from the ceiling, strange enough for the first time to ask for something.

“I want Dad and Mom to make up again. Even for a few hours, I want the four of us to gather in a warm atmosphere without pretense, with a sincere smile that you are indeed accepting each other ... Can?” I ended up empty for almost a minute. Is it okay to suddenly ask like this after I've been stupid for so long? Isn't it too presumptuous to suddenly want it? My biggest worry was just something I wanted to be too impossible. Dad's just beating on the other end. I turned off the phone, smiled blandly.

“Must be ... I expected!”

.Seriate.