Grizzled

BONUS: Farewell or Sequel?

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Kangen Shira's?

Eagle Kangen?

Kangen Sakti's?

Author kangen? *tabock

Okay, this episode uses the Eagle point of view;) Still remember the call of the Eagle in the family environment? Yes, called Darling ... uh, Aang :v So don't get confused later! Well, happy reading!

[Eagle's point of view]

I pulled the curtain to completely close the window, protecting me from the rising sun grill. Even though it is still ten in the morning, the temperature in this city is never not hot. In old school I was also sitting by the window, exposed to the sunlight as well, but never sweating like this. My drinking water also runs out faster when it is now just the first break. Nothing is better in old school!

A year or so, I shouldn't have fussed about the situation here, but still getting used to being the hardest thing. Not that it can not adapt, unfortunately everyone here many know the status and reputation of my family. So, one can guess how abnormal my life is in the midst of the insanity of the girls who are infatuated with my last name. While the men who do not like and consider me arrogant with his martial will occasionally invite gelut. Heh, I completely finished the taste!

Luckily after the twelfth grade I no longer cared about it. Especially this second semester, something more important requires me to think. Not only exams and exams, the demands to immediately determine further education also add to the dizziness. This stuffing sheet from BK just keeps pointing at my answer which is still in the air.

“Woi!”

Someone with a thug voice ripped my daydream with a loud prank in the head. Not a chance to complain, immediately I twist the man's hand to the back of his back. The free hand had almost slapped the side of my face if I did not lock it immediately as well.

“Buset, really, really sensi today!” comments short-haired girl who now can not move anymore. I just took a breath when I took it off. He sat down on the table when I sat back in the chair.

“Down, no, you?! Sit in the chair!” my orders could not bear to see the impurity in sight. The most tomboyish girl in the class who was lucky –or unlucky– was my cousin this was the one person I was most often with at school. If there is me, then there is Dinara. If I'm alone, then Dinara's busy at the rocker club is not important.

“Rewel, ah! I'm here to collect a fill-in sheet from BK about the advanced study plan! I remember that sheet from two days ago was on you, Ang! Don't you have not filled it yet?!” ask Dinara.

I just threw a glance out the window avoiding his gaze.

“Heh, what the fuck?! You obviously haven't filled it yet! Just so you know how the teachers blame me, the head of class twelve MIPA seven who is slow to handle various things when you are, balm ijo! You are the one who did not immediately make a choice!” his nag. No matter what setomboy. The chatter and excess of the mouth is still a characteristic of women.

“Give me time until the second break, let me gather myself to BK, okay?” my answer.

“You mean second break next week?! No, Ang! Please don't mess around. Write down your study plan! What college do you want to go to? Faculty and study programs too! While this stuffed carelessly used to be okay, deh! The important thing is that the data on the sheet is complete and I can collect it immediately!”

“Mana can be careless!” my answer is to bite my forehead.

“Yes already, here let me quote,” he said pull out the pen cap and start writing, “I know, really! You want to go to obstetrics academy ‘kan?”

“Written by such a thing I GUARANTEE YOU WILL BE NIESEL, DIN!”

“Or want to directly mate?”

“UDIIIIINNNN!!!” my raku couldn't bear to take the pen out of his hand. Regardless of the name I shouted earlier, this half-woman creature is indeed more suitable to be called that.

“But who will marry?! You are born inner. Well, unless there is interference Om Bagas betrothed you to the children of his colleagues,” Dinara replied sounding more and more nervous.

“No, deh! Stop talking about that! I won't let papa cook my life that far!” my answer.

“Yes already! In fact, you are very difficult to approach girls. Just won the look of a doang! Your heart does not exist! Still mending Bang Garuda!”

“It is, indeed Garuda dream! Whatever, just kelonin him there!”

“But seriously, deh, Ang! You are not tempted by the bohay schoolmaster's son?! Or at least a few more of our class? Don't-don't-you're not normal ..”

“My shoes fit in your mouth, you know, Din. Just keep talking carelessly I'm going to do real, here!” my answer is in such a way that it still holds back emotions. Dinara just turned the eyeball.

“Terden, deh! The second break actually collected the sheet, you know! Oh yes, tomorrow will come to edufair, not?”

“What way?” my many.

“Socialization exhibition of such campuses. Later there will be a kind of bazaar, you can get a lot of information directly there. Yuk, while tomorrow is off!” take Dinara very enthusiastic.

“Where?”

“On his campus Bang Garuda.”

“Bong bangeeet! Bodo! Mending I finished training on college entrance selection questions at home!”

Dinara clucked, “Even if you can do about the level of gods, if you have not decided the choice of college is useless! We take a walk in the exhibition first, seek enlightenment for you!”

“Kata Garuda exhibited there are mostly private campuses. I have no interest!”

“Come, dong, Ang! I let there be a reason to play far ..”

“It turns out just a messy peeper!”

“... if together you are definitely allowed equally papa. Yes, Ang?! Who knows, you might meet your old friends! Other school children must be there too!”

“No, I met them at the same cultural festival last year's holiday! Still not kangen!”

“Okay, I get it. There is no good way to go with me. Look, deh, you can make a deal with the glasses girl that you often stalk her instagram, while I will happily crawl by myself, deal?”

“Ma .. where there was I ever stalking instagram chick ...”

“From your reaction it looks like you did agree. Okay, I'll pick you up tomorrow at eight in the morning!” dinara answered, deciding.

“Gluck, woi!”

“Iya, yes ... at six. Duh, not very patient!”

 

 

Dinara never really kept his own deal. Tomorrow until seven o'clock he has not come. As a result we were one hour late to enter the session of one exhibition event.

“Listen yes, Din! Since we are in school uniform, you have no intention of wandering around everywhere or acting a lot!” I said warning him while he was indifferent to chewing gum. I know very well the look of the plumber always invites problems or problems themselves that come to him.

Ten minutes into the flow of the exhibition, across the booth bazaar, brochures of various campuses filled the hands of Dinara. I'm not sure what program he's interested in. What is clear is that the purpose here is not purely to seek enlightenment for further study plans, even I am the one who actually from the beginning targeted the school of innovation but it seems that it will not be accomplished. I just look at the frenzy around me without taste.

It was more and more heartless to know Dinara was no longer next to me. I spread my gaze through the crowd for the sake of the crowd, looking for someone in the same uniform as me. Apparently more than I thought, I didn't find Dinara among them. With a hardened face I call the bengal girl. He even replied casually in line to buy ice doger.

“Awas only if fifteen minutes you have not returned, I will leave you, I will submit to your papa!” my threat.

“Ih, you little prankster! But I was waiting for you to say that, anyway! It's okay, you go home first. Tell my papa I'll be home by five in the afternoon. Chest!”

“Heh! Don't want to! Where are you going, Din?!” my question is in vain because he has disconnected the phone, “Di .. na.. raaaaaaaa!!!!” I want to slam my phone. The girl who passed by alone next to me stopped to look at me.

“APA?!” my spray is still emotional.

“Eh, ma .. sorry! I thought you called me. Turns out I heard wrong. Yes already, sorry yes!” he said then go on. For a moment I regretted my rude attitude. It was my fault for yelling obscurely and making her feel called up only for me to be yelled at afterwards. What's his name? Dinara too? Or maybe ... Nautica ... Raaa?!

“Shira!”

I dare say that because her school uniform is the same pattern as my old school uniform. I just remembered that my friends call him ‘Ra more often'.

“Tuh, this time I didn't hear wrong! You obviously called my name!”

My smile refused to be hidden. I should no longer be pangling with the bespectacled snobbish face I often see in his social media posts, but still seeing it straight the first time I am not used to recognizing him as Shira. Laughing at my own silliness, Shira laughed as she hit me with a brochure roll in her hand, thinking I had just been pranking her.

“I actually realize you're an Eagle, but your behavior that looks at me foreign so makes me worry about wrong people, so I go straight away!” abugn.

“Ah, reason! Just say you forgot!” my answer.

“Ya! The only human being who is the thinnest and the least bit angry is only you!”

“Yes, and the only person who is easily separated from his friend and ends up getting lost in the crowd alone is also just you!” my reply won't lose. Shira just grinned. My words are not wrong and he cannot be ignored.

“Hei ... how are you?” ask me for a moment to remember the thing that should be asked after a long time did not meet. Looks like she's okay. Last cultural festival when I visited, Shira was absent because her grandmother died, as well as a year-end holiday that only male friends I had ever met. The last time we met in person was only when I was picked up before moving in. It could have been a year and a half ago and it was Shira just coming out of the hospital with a blank memory of our togetherness.

At that time I said as if I was willing to be with Shira then my words became quite torturous. What would be okay if that memory disappeared from his head?! During the night I cursed, why must I alone bear the horrible memories of the other side of my school? About Sakti and Sekti, about that damn Mr Hanri?! That's not fair! I became too worried at the new school, worried about being stuck in the same adventure drama, but it seems like I wouldn't be involved in such things if I wasn't with Shira. Sometimes questions still come to my mind. If I am related to a turning point event due to the Sakti bloodline relationship, then what does that have to do with Shira? Why would a girl who had absolutely nothing to do have to be equally involved with such a terrible tragedy?

“Despite my talented straying, the fact is you still like to walk alone,” said Shira gave up looking for Yasinta and the other friends, as well, choose to sit back with me outside the building used by the exhibition.

“No, anyway! I was with my cousin, but she also suddenly disappeared. Bothers, deh!”

“Cowok or girl? If a girl is quickly sought, dong! Pity to get lost!”

“Create what? He intentionally left me. After all he did not make stray as his talent like you,” I replied immediately making his cheeks bulge.

“Yes, yes, yes! Just cut out teruuus!”

I can't help but laugh, “You changed a lot huh, Shir!” A moment later I regretted my mouth which Bablas casually commented.

“How many say it like that huh?” tanyanya. Does he never look at comparing himself to what he used to be? Even Garuda so often appear in the comments of his photo post since knowing the change, basic om-om flirtatious!

Still don't like to wear a tie, but Shira looks more presentable. The strand of hair that used to always fall on the side of his face covering the ears is now neatly clamped to the back. The child's elongated hair that seemed to disturb the eyes was now cut straight parallel to the eyebrows. Plus a thin-framed negative lens box glasses perched at the base of his nose. Perhaps since entering the twelfth grade, he began to seriously study and continue to study until he forgot time, making his vision impaired. I still remember him staying up all night.

But really, not only did his outer appearance change. At the beginning of school, Shira was very quiet and indifferent. The fact that he is smart and lazy makes him not much liked by friends, including me. Moreover, his sleepy eyes that seemed to look down on anyone. I remember very well his heart was conveyed to Mr. Hanri in the library when he was expelled from the class of Mr. Listiyah.

It turns out that he's not as bad as we thought he was and always struggles to be accepted by everyone –tialya people who give him advice are even more dick than I ever thought. However, the last time I knew before moving, he was surrounded by many friends, although friends actually approached Shira to satisfy the curiosity of the gossip between me and her. It still makes me grateful because he is no longer just friends with Yasinta or Nike.

“Isn't the change natural? The eagle itself also changed, kok!” said Shira.

“Tetap your most striking change,” I replied. Let it be, already talked about.

“Masa, anyway?”

“It seems like not only I said like this, friends also feel you are more cheerful.”

“Wah, right. I am increasingly unable to stay still,” he replied. I just sighed. Obviously he did not know the difference between cheerful and installment.

“But it may have something to do with having a father and mother at home. It feels different when you wake up with the aroma of cooking and someone says good morning in the kitchen. It feels good when the only man in my family is at the dinner table. I don't know, my days after that were warm. I feel completely loved and can not hide the pleasure,” he replied smiling until his eyes looked in line. I was surprised that his smile was contagious to me.

“Thank God!”

“Aduh, why even discuss that?!” gerutu, “oh yes, so how, nih? Eagles already have a picture of where to go to college? I remember once you were obsessed with wanting to enter the military academy, eh no, intelligence high school, yes ‘kan?”

“Iya, anyway! But I've been handicapped, it may be difficult to get away with,” I replied a little regretfully.

“Ah, yes, your left arm huh? But it's okay ‘kan?”

“It's okay, it's just that my joints that have been sliding can't return to normal. Look, deh, my arm looks crooked.”

“Wah, right. Then how are you planning on doing next?”

“Entahlah ... maybe I will continue to ... where to? Faculty of economics, maybe. I don't know which university,” I replied glaring at the sky.

“It can't be?!”

“Bo .. may be, I just ask,” answer then smile ignorantly, “oh, I understand! Ah, the heir to the throne of a giant company!”

“The end ... the old man begged so that the important position of the family company does not fall into the hands of others...”

“Old sir?”

“Iya, papaku. If he who for a lifetime just continues to scorn me finally softened his heart so, I so have no choice.”

“Wah, hopefully you are not forced to live it yes. Why not for Garuda?”

“After graduating last year Garuda immediately got a job contract in Dubai. Soon she will definitely have to fill the important position of grandfather company there.”

“Eat him don't be too rich, dong!”

“Shira herself how? You certainly can quota for college admission without tests, yes ‘kan?” my many. His smile was the answer.

“Don't have no destination yet?” my many.

“Yes, nih. Clamped two different directions. Mom wants me to be a flight attendant, while dad wants me to go to accounting school, while I don't care about both,” Shira replied visibly worried. Of course, people who do not like to be regulated seem to definitely not feel at home tied up so.

“Doesn't that mean you already have your own desires?”

“Iya, anyway! But I'm sure mom and dad don't agree. I've already said I want to go to psychology.”

“Wah, I think you will enter Indonesian literature because you are still actively writing. Can motivation what suddenly want to enter psychology?”

“Actually from a long time ago I wanted to be able to read other people's minds. With such instant ability there would definitely be no misunderstandings, no one fighting. Lately I saw on television that can do such cool thing is a psychologist.”

I just scratched my head that wasn't itchy. Really, just for that stupid reason?

“You want to be like Sakti huh?” I just thought of that silver-haired man.

“No, I don't expect to be a magician. Such abilities are rational and learnable,” he replied. Ah, naw. Sakti I mean different from the magic he understands. His memory of it has not returned to this day.

“Hey, isn't that Kak Garuda?” his question pointed to the person waving to us. I squinted my eyes to observe him. Heh, no way!

“Kak! Brother Garuda ..”

“Do not, Shir!” prevent me from only having time to pull Shira's hand when she was about to run. The person walking towards us clapped his hands high into the air. As the crowd around us stared like mannequins, also the plane that passed over this city stopped without falling as if it was stuck in the sky. This phenomenon .. cessation of time ....

“Because it seems like the Eagle is conscious, then I am forced to do this,” said Garuda appearing with a smile as usual.

“Waduh, I also can't move, nih?” shira asked confusedly. My body and Shira were also locked in the last position we moved. Only the head can move, turn, blink, and speak. Shit, what the hell is this?!

“Who are you really?!” I stared at Garuda not happy.

“You still ask? Obviously I'm your most handsome brother in the universe!” the answer. Shira still chuckles.

“No, Garuda is still abroad. Last morning via video call Garuda was still in his apartment!” my dispute.

“Then why? I can't show up anywhere? Letting you two chat casually together without knowing some demons mingle in this crowd. Y'all realized? No ‘kan?”

My vigilance is increasing, keep an eye around, “What do you mean?!”

Garuda again smiled, “I thought I knew my sister, but I just found out she had ventured into the gray world and even ended her entity. You should know there are always consequences to any action.”

“You blame me for ending that world entity? You don't like it when me and Shira are safe?”

“Heh?” Shira put on a plain look.

“It's not so, my sister! Precisely because I know the next danger you face will be even greater, so let me join you guys,” said Garuda.

“What's next danger?! Don't add to the long story, though! THE NOVEL IS OVER, WOI!” my screams growled.

“Oh, is it over? It's a pity that I haven't appeared in many episodes,” replied Garuda.

“Ya please be self-aware! Side characters don't expect to appear in many scenes like the main character!” arrogant answer.

“Eh, ki .. we are still read by friends, loh!” reply Shira.

“Nothing, I announce a message from the author that this novel is planned to have a sequel, GIMANAA?” tanya Garuda hoped there was a boisterous sound effect of applause. Basic crazy!

“What other sequel, anyway? Don't be heavy-weight, please!” my lament.

“Which end complicates the story if not you, heh?! Now I ask where is your sword?!”

“Which sword?! Oh, don't-don't .. the light sword of that time,” I replied. Shit, I just remembered!

“Yeah how many swords do you have?! Where is the sword now? Where did you leave it, Ang?! THAT SWORD IS NOT ON YOU ‘KAN?! BASIC FRIVOLOUS!” garuda answered me.

“Ouch! Goddamnit! Since when did you dare to hit me, ha?!”

“Why not?! After you waste that great power how many worlds will be threatened?! What if the sword falls into the wrong hands?! And if you don't want LDR-an interdunia parallel to Shira, the power that Shira's grandmother inherited after dying to her should we seal her on that sword immediately. Yeah, isn't it, Ra? How many times have you picked up someone in your dreams?” ask Garuda. Shira suddenly looked furious. Hey, what's going on?

“What strength do you mean? Whose shira was picked up?” my many.

“Ssttt! Don't tell me, let him be in jail!”

“Bigger! Don't mess around, Gar! If Shira is involved again, I can't stay silent!” my answer.

“Good, meaning you agree to our sequel plan!”

“Tell me, when will it be made?” my many.

“Hm, I don't know, the author said around August, no later than December this year,” replied Garuda.

“August?! Where can?! I've been busy with college!”

“What lecture? Obstetrics?”

Shira laughed to hear it. Goddamnit!

“YA! WHO SAID I EVER DREAM OF ENTERING THAT ACADEMY?!”

“Votes Dinara ...”

“Ya lied! Uh, but ... Really, you know Dinara? Then you really Garuda?”

“Yeah, still asked again! Why, anyway? Not surprisingly, brother who once lived in the same house you can make magic freeze time as great as this? Cool ‘kan?” the answer.

“Ya come on, whatever! If the joke is still long, please return everything to normal again! Do you think it's good to peck at a position like this?!”

“Wah, yes! You even fortunately many can hold the hand of Shira from earlier!”

“NOT ME TO ASK, HEH!” spray's upset. Garuda flicked his finger in front of Shira, making her move completely again.

“Wah, finally ... thanks, Brother!”

“Don't just Shira, dong! Me too, woi!” myrag.

“No, I will leave it like that until you agree with our sequel plan,” replied Garuda.

“Bodo highly! If I do not agree, the sequel will not be made ‘kan? Let alone! I'd rather end up like this!”

“Why don't you want to, anyway, Ang? Do not you have the intention to be the star of another novel?”

“I? So another novel star?”

“Ahahahah!”

Shira was laughing.

“And why do you really want to obey the crazy idea of the less-worked author, Gar?” I don't think it out.

“Finally ... I will also be positioned as an important character comparable to you and Shira!”

“Waah! Seriously?!” shira's response was enthusiastic.

“Don't ... you .. reincarnation Sakti?” I just can't believe it. I should have realized the way Garuda smiled was not much different from Sakti.

“Whose power?” ask Shira.

“Ah, your memory hasn't returned yet huh? I can recover it if you agree with the plan of this sequel,” Garuda said.

“Iya, I agree!”

“DO NOT DIRECTLY BELIEVE, HEH!”

“I can't stand being curious about my own memories, Lang! If Brother Garuda can make such a mess of stopping time, I believe he can easily restore my memory! Okay, sis! In the sequel later, make my memories come back!”

“OK, sip! Shira agrees! Just waiting for Aang, nih!”

“Heh, Roasted Beans! Stop affecting Shira!”

“Hey, my sister, Balsem Ijo! I'm not affecting him! Even though I can't read my mind, I know that you really want to join. Come on, while waiting for your approval, I'll take Shira for a walk. Come, Shira!”

LESS ASEM!

“Ta .. but, if the Eagle is allowed to sculpt like the pancoran statue pose so it can be sore .. pity, Kak!” shira said as Garuda pulled her away.

“Biarin, biarin! After he said he agreed, then I would let him move normally again. Never mind, don't mind him! I'll guide you around campus. It's a free service free of barriers!”

“Woi, Garuda! Just watch out! I'll make you regret it after this! Return Shira .. uh, return everything to normal again! Don't pretend to be a bitch, heh! Garuda! GAAAARUUDAAAAAAA!!!!!”

.Finishes.

Bonus episode I want just a thousand words, uh it turns out it's a lot of typing habits. It's like this, huh! Hopefully you can pay the dissatisfaction of friends over the previous episode which well .. when the ending is that, hehe.

Okay after this don't expect any further, unless Eagle really agrees there's a sequel. Such as Eagle stopped and did not tell you, maybe we can meet in another title, along with other new characters. Yuhuu^ New project!

Because after this end and can not add the bacotan chapter is not important, maybe friends can join in the group to chat this is about Grey or other exciting things. You can also peek at my instagram account at @ngglendhemi_i because there I plan to remember anything (quotes, illustrations of characters, etc.) about writing this novel.

The number of words is already a lot, so kubikin kayak gini aja, haha