Grizzled

#S2 Episode 2

A warm hairy thing curled up at my feet. Not only that, a rough and sticky sensation tickled the tip of the thumb and toes, leaving me aghast, hurriedly straightening my back. The consciousness that was still hovering in the air immediately gathered as soon as I shouted.

“Shiroooo!!”

The beast only meows weakly –alias laz– has not yet moved from the tip of my foot. Getting rid of him slowly, I don't like him in my room especially on the bed. Imagine how white hair like a confectionery would fall out and stick to my blanket and pillow roll. No, my nose is not tolerating cat hair! I never thought about how he got in here when I locked the door.

Something even more shocking greeted me behind the door. Similar animal eongan unpretentious as soon as I open the door of the room. My aggravation multiplies.

“Cats neighbor ... DON'T GATHER IN THIS HOUSE ANYWAY, DONG!” angry annoyed. Shiro in my sling jumped down to join his friends. I really can't figure out why these cats are so cute playing at home, especially sticking to me. Why not just in Maurin's room? Ah, if I remember all the animals did start getting pretty close to me. Birds and squirrels in the schoolyard, chickens and geese in the neighboring grounds as well. Somewhat lucky cockroaches in the corner of the bathroom or muck in the gutter do not follow. What do they really see from me?!

“What's up, anyway? Brother woke up late and shouted so,” said Mother appeared from the kitchen.

“Bu ... Our home is not cat breeding. I know I'm also allergic to their fur,” I replied.

“The more you do not like, it seems they are more diligent morning apples to wake up Brother,” replied Father who was still at home.

“I like them, Dad, but not when they fill the whole house. Just a Shiro, okay?” my answer.

“Wah, whereas it would be exciting if Shiro had a baby and bred some kittens,” replied Dad casually.

“Obviously Dad forgot. Shiro is a male cat!” reply Mother.

“Oh yes, if the female is Shira, the daughter of Dad! Hahaha!”

“Lack Daddy not funny!” I answered lazily passing into the kitchen, looking for cold milk in the refrigerator. Mom had a nagging tell me should drink warm first if just woke up. I don't really care because I don't want to lose to compete with Maurin –now plus Shiro– to get my favorite drink that lives this box.

Unlike Dad who usually still leaves for work even though Saturday, my brother, Maurin, is not home early in the morning. Jogging around the square Mother said. Since entering Junior High he added many friends and activities. Ah, you big new responsibility boy!

“Kakak no events today?” ask Mother.

“No,” I replied along with the sound of the bell. The father who was in the middle room first moved forward to open the door.

“Ah, hi, please come in! Shira just woke up!” greet Father with a new one coming. Two of his interlocutors timidly walked into the living room.

“Yasinta? Yuanda's? You guys ... wearing uniforms?” my many.

“It, Ra! Why aren't you ready? I thought you hadn't contacted me because you were busy preparing,” Yasinta replied.

“Where to get ready?”

Yuanda patted on the forehead, “Yourselves yesterday who invited us to come to edufair today, loh, Ra!”

“Oh yes, hehe!” my whiny. Turns out I had an event this morning, huuu!

“Duh, I don't need your grunts! Quickly prepare! We can be late in the first session of the event, you know!” reply Yasinta.

“This is so late, anyway!” my answer looked at the wall clock, suddenly the mager was right, “you two should just, deh, who went.”

“Sister who invited them and Brother also canceled it. Dad never taught Big Brother like that!” sahut Dad hit me with his stern look.

“Ah, yes, yes! You two wait a minute!” my answer cannot be evaded. Taking a quick shower and changing clothes that only took fifteen minutes, I held a bag containing breakfast supplies that had been prepared by my mother as well as snacks for Yasinta and Yuanda as well. After saying goodbye and saying I would go home before afternoon, I left home with these two people.

“Seriously go home before three o'clock huh, sister! If possible before noon! Go straight home, don't wander or stop by anywhere first!” mother said before I left the yard.

“Sirish Sack! Listen says Mother ‘kan?!”

“Yaaa!” my answer is short, somewhat embarrassed when mocked Yasinta who also called me Kak Shira-Kak Shira. After all, Mom acted like I wasn't coming home! So excessive!

We needed to take an angkot to arrive at the exhibition site which turned out to be the most bona fide campus in the city. During the fifteen-minute trip Yasinta and Yuanda discussed many things about their study plans, also giving me some advice. My mind crept everywhere as the two chatted some of the best colleges with competitiveness and blah blah blah.

My gut feeling isn't good enough. From behind my glasses, my net couldn't stop looking frenziedly around, looking for something I didn't know for sure.

“Ra, don't look dazed on the streets like this! The danger! You can be an easy target pickpocket,” reprimanded Yasinta.

Ah, there he is!

“You're the one who just got pickpocketed, Yas!” I answered for a moment then looked straight at someone in a hat who had come down from the angkot along with us. Half-conscious, I hurriedly spelled out his steps.

“Loh?! My phone?!” yasinta exclaimed, I heard it before I blocked the hands of the man in the hat. He turned around in shock, but I was more shocked by my actions.

“Pak, give it back,” I said lightly, looking at it with eyes shaded sagging black under it. The man's hand that was still in his pocket handed back the item that he had a moment ago moved from Yasinta's pocket into his own pocket, without saying much.

“Thank you,” my reply made the man gasp for a moment then swore. The man hurriedly walked away. Ah, I'm happy –as well as astonished– Yasinta's phone can come back this easy without a fight.

While the owner of the phone with Yuanda was pecking at the sidewalk saw me back.

“Nih, in fact even though it does not look dazed, you are still the target of crime ‘kan?” I said return this phone to its owner, “lain times be careful.”

Yasinta was still looking at me as if out of words.

“What did you just do, Ra?” yuanda looked at me in wonder.

“What?”

“How could the pickpocket suddenly obey you? Can't you hypnotize him?”

It was him who astonished myself. Strange indeed, but Yuanda's conjecture was clearly impossible. So, I shook my head to refute him.

“Perhaps the person does not want to prolong the commotion that could harm him or herself. It's pretty crowded here. He must have been worried about getting beaten up by the masses, so he just relented,” I thought.

“Still, Ra! Makasiiih!” said Yasinta realized something he should have said from earlier, “maybe this is just my feeling, but you are getting cooler lately.”

I just chuckled softly, denying it in my heart. The three of us crossed the street to enter the campus area.

No, Yas. It's just your feeling. Getting cool, huh? The more scary it is! I was too scared to try to understand what was happening. What was the cause of my room lights exploding up the power grid in the short house when my emotions exploded that time? Also what happens during the simulated exam in the computer lab? Actually the incident with the pickpocket just now I don't want to add, but it also counted strange ... and want to know what gave me the most goosebumps? Ah, nevermind! I don't want to talk about it!

 ***

Just fifteen minutes into the flow of the exhibition, I began to get sultry not to stand the crowd. Restrained at the booth of Yuanda's dream campus, participate in socialization there. We have agreed not to split up and wait for each other if one of us still follows socialization. Yasinta who is not interested looks just as enthusiastic, responding to explanations and also wondering. While me? Ah, my mind is creeping everywhere.

I almost left my two friends behind when they finished without saying anything. They blame me for my dreamy hobby. Usually when I'm in this mess, I become more sensitive to something strange like when I came out of the angkot earlier. This feeling of unease disturbed my mind again.

“Come, Ra! You want to socialize at which campus booth? From earlier just look around without stopping by!” yuanda.

“Hm, briefly,” I replied more and more agitated. What's wrong? On which side?

Then the tares around made me dizzy. I just wanted to decide to pull over and rest for a while before I finally had time to see a five-meter-high billboard near the door of the building slowly tilted, it almost hit a few people below him who were unaware of it. Panic increased within me. The warning shouts did not escape, only my hand extended forward. My movements seemed to hold the board, but it was impossible for me to do so because my position was fifteen meters away from the entrance of the building filled with traffic.

Right, it should be impossible, but the truth is that the board stopped breaking down and went back straight back to its original position following the direction of my hand. What is questionable is how can a billboard as solid as it can almost collapse? Does the exhibition committee not take into account the placement of the position of the equipment? Ah, why am I even fussing about it?! The only questionable one should be myself. For some way how many times I was still amazed, how could I have done that?

I just rubbed my tired face. Don't tell anyone, actually I once realized I could control things from afar. I used to find out on the internet, the term telekinesis, but obviously it's not at all rational for an ordinary human like me. How much energy does it take to move a muscle, even in light activity? Quite a lot, then imagine how much more energy I would need without physical contact to control the things around me! Clearly more. It was proven because after doing the technique of telekinesis I immediately fell limp.

Despite mastering it, I don't often dabble in it, just know the consequences will be like this. Sitting weakly on the floor, I still wonder how people are unaware of my situation? Hey, anybody, I need a drink or a helping hand to stand up. Yasinta's? Yuanda's? Where are they going?

Please, this is overkill. The crowd around me was too indifferent as if I was invisible or in a different dimension. After gradually improving and able to stand up again, then someone who nudged me misgivings. Hey, I should have been the one who was angry, but finally being able to re-interact with the surroundings made me a little relieved. Please push or nudge me as much! It was not at all terrible than being an entity that seemed invisible, unaware of its existence.

Ah, cut this shit! I would either pin the heads of Yasinta and Yuanda alternately because they left me, or pinch my own head because it was so talented apart from the friends in the crowd like this. Well, it's fate! I continued the rest of the exhibition by walking around by myself. Had wanted to stop at one of the booths that held a demonstration of a quiz related to psychology, but I canceled because there were too many people and. Strange things are unceasingly bothering me today.

Now a voice that seemed to come from any direction caught hearing, calling my name. It sounded weak as if from a distance, but it was impossible that a slow voice could still be heard in this frenzy. Swallowing goosebumps, I hurriedly stroked towards the exit. Fuck my enlightenment-seeking plan for my follow-up studies! Akuuu ingiin nahaang!!!

“Raaaa...!!!”

This time the voice sounded quite real, getting closer from next to me. I stopped and turned my head, finding the boy with the hardened jawline looking furious wanted to slam his phone. He realized I was watching and then spouted unfriendlyly.

“APA?!”

The throat is trying to hold. What the fuck, anyway?! I'm not interrupting! It was precisely he who was shouting impolitely!

“Eh, ma .. sorry! I thought you called me. I think I heard wrong? Sorry, excuse me!” answer me relented and then left with the remnants of a taste of resentment. You weird guy!

“Shira!”

My footsteps came to a halt after confirming something I heard.

“Tuh! This time I didn't hear wrong! You obviously called my name!” my reply nagged the tall man who made me have to look up for the sake of looking at him. A moment later he smiled. Wait a minute, if he knows my name means .. he knows me. Geez, this, the hell ....

“Elang?! You Eagle ‘kan?!” ask me to realize that. His smile just widened.

“Yeah, Shir! This is really you?!” then the reply laughed. Heh? I haven't seen him for a long time and now I see him laughing? I mean, can he laugh? Really?! I just hit back at the Eagles softly with the brochure roll I had brought because he had given me his laugh. Well, what the hell is he?!

“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!” kilahku.

“Ah, reason! Just say you forgot!” the 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!” answer Eagle always knows how to win the debate. My grin confirmed his words.

“Hey, how are you?”

The simple question Eagle made us end up talking about many things. For a moment it made me not remember the terrible things that had just happened or my two friends who were now out of nowhere. Got a bonus meeting old friends before the main goal of coming here is fulfilled, I don't want to take a headache. Anyway, this is completely out of plan!

Sitting on one of the benches of the exhibition building's courtyard garden, we chatted about this after our last live talk a year and a half ago. Yes, it is only a year and a half away, but look how much the Eagle has changed! I still remember the eleventh grade was only her ears but now I was far behind because the top of my head was now just on her shoulders. Make a minder!

I actually wanted to ask him how many liters of milk he spent on this amazing growth. Mother herself rationed me two boxes of milk a quarter of a liter every day for the sake of rising my height, hoping I could grow another five or ten inches to be accepted by the flight academy, becoming a prospective flight attendant. Unfortunately, since a year and a half ago I have not grown a single millimeter! Ah, where's my calcium intake going?

The eagle first commented on my change which he thought was getting jolly or something. Hey, I should have said that! The eagle now looked cheerful. Could it be because the situation at the new school is more pleasant? The values are getting better? Do you have a mature college plan? Gebetan? Hehe, I don't know!

In fact, although equally confused with the choice of university, Eagle who is actually a prospective heir to an important position in his family company already has a clear goal. While me? Hm, my intentions and goals are still flying around in the clouds, I haven't had time to gather.

Shaking my phone interrupted our conversation. A call in. The name of the caller on the screen made me circulate my gaze around. Yasinta, he must be nearby, secretly watching me with the Eagle and then planning to make me as happy as possible. Just watch out for you later!

“Why not be lifted, Shir?” ask Eagle, “Yasinta ‘kan? He must be looking for you.”

“Ah, be .. true,” replied me. What can I do. The eagle knows. After making sure the volume of the call was as low as possible so that the Eagle could not hear it, a call from Yasinta I answered.

“Halo?! Where are you?” I put the phone in my ear. Silent. For a moment, a male voice sounded. My eyebrows wrinkled.

“Halo, Yas?”

Without knowing the man's voice, the words I heard next made my eyes perfectly round.

“What's up, Shir?” ask the Eagle without me answering.

“Shir?”

.Seriate.