I'm Afraid of Falling in Love

Afternoon to High School

Sometimes we miss the little things that have passed.

- Blue-Eye

“Ta main to sma yuk.”

“Ngapain?”

“Ya to SMA only who knows what is exciting.”

Want to not want me to follow Agla who has risen first. Now just follow Agla's will to go where he came home in anterin.

Arriving at High School it turns out that the eskul we follow first was there an event. We just stopped by there. Help what needs to be helped.

“We want to have games here kak.”

“About brother there are exciting games no?” ask Kiki the chief Akhwat Rohis at my high school.

“How About water war.”

“Means?” ask Kiki.

Others are silent there are enthusiastic there are also those who listen carefully.

“We collect used bottles that are thrown away carelessly by the rest. You know it's like a boyan game loh.”

“This material is using a bottle filled with water. So we're in a water war. But it's not fun if there's no challenge. So we have to take the flag that is on the other side. Some were attackers and guards. So the play was two innings so that they both got the flag. Who wins the most. How?” it was my advice that made them enthusiastic.

"Well, sister exciting like.”

We started with my group which started first. At first I didn't want to follow but they forced me to come along. I was forced to follow. I'm partly the guard. I started worrying because Agla was following along too. He grinned towards me. I carefully began to put my gun in my hand.

“Serang.” Agla's orders made us attack each other by spraying water in bottles.

Agla kept attacking me repeatedly I tried to focus and save my flag. Don't let agla get away with it. He almost sprayed the water on my face if I didn't squat down immediately.

“Heh anything cheating even squat under the flag.” The hardship.

“There are no regulations that require continuing to stand right.” My reply made him attack me more fiercely.

“I won't give up on that.” I said out loud which made my team become excited. Until the water in the bottle ran out, he couldn't take my flag. I looked at him with a ridiculing look.

“Will I reply yes.” Hands clenched.

The second half has begun.

I tried to attack Agla with all my might as well as tactics to let her off guard, when she was off guard I would try to take the flag. I continued to spray water on her face, her stomach, her stomach, also the soles of his feet are only wearing sandals.

I invited the underclassmen to try to trick Agla, she happened to have won the flag.

“I sprayed him and you took his flag when he was off guard okay.” Whisper to that classmate. Agla's eyes squinted at us who were whispering. Hunt him curigia I invite arni, the younger brother of the class to immediately execute.

“Agla.” Call me hard which makes him look at me. Immediately I sprayed his careless face. I gave the arni the code to take the flag.

“Pritt.”

The game was after we were told to gather on the basketball court that was used as the place of the water spray race earlier. The referee told us to collect the flag we had taken from the opponent.

“Red team there are 6 and blue team there is 8.” Said the referee who was none other than the chairman of the Brotherhood I don't know what his name is.

I who felt the blue team immediately cheered and gathered with my teammates. Yey I finally won and Agla lost.

“They cheated tuh.” Accuse Agla of my team.

I approached him immediately. “No yes we do not cheat, if lost yes lose only dong. Don't tell me we're cheating.” My reply.

“Already the loser according to the rules must receive a penalty. And the winner has the right to give punishment to the loser.

“Tuh heard what the referee said yes.” I commemorated Agla.

The punishment was decided by them singing and dancing to cut goose duck with vocals I and o.

“Ingsi bibik curling, ingsi di kiwili nini minti dingsi dingsi impit kili siring kikiri siring kikinin lilili.”

“Hahahahahah.”

We laughed at the silly actions of the agla group who sang and jiggled. There is something right and a wrong tone.

“One more punishment dong.” My floor is challenging Agla. Agla grunts.

“Cut bobok ongso ongso do kowolo nono monto donso donso ompot kolo sorong kokoro sorong kokononon lolololo.”

We all applauded them with their axes. They dare to accept punishment.

***

“Hahahaha.”

I didn't stop laughing considering Agla's ridiculous act. We finished the race and now we are told to eat. But I didn't ask. They're good underclassmen always aren't.

We wait to get food. Like a buffet in the condangan only the food is not as luxurious in the condangan. But, the warmth of family can also be felt here.

“Now running what program?” ask my classmate.

“Still the same sis, proram rutinan review and soon aka demo tone for mos.”

I nodded in a sign of understanding.

“If anyone does not understand or anyone wants to ask please do not hesitate.”

“Also if you need help do not hesitate to also ask.”

“Thank you very much kak.”

Only the clang of the spoon became the voice now. We ate quietly as well as the atmosphere this afternoon which was quite bright adding an impression of warmth for us.

“Kak, if to withdraw ask a new child to get into this organization how?”

I thought for a moment. “That you guys plan to mos later anything?” I asked back.

“Still the same as the previous year, namely there are games, nasyid appearance documentary screening organization introduction, welcome.”

The idea in my head seemed to pop. “Biasnaya is not a film screening that is an explanation of the organization is a little boring because it displays slides of photos, what if it is changed?” my proposal.

“Iya sak that is very boring, but want to change how.”

“Well that's a photo, try if it becomes a video of your excitement during in this organization who knows by looking at the excitement it can be a special attraction.”

“Begin that we were playing games, we can input the video as an introduction to organizational activities. Continue if the victim also likes there is a video right, if there is coaching or makrab event well it can be input. Continue to take part in the race. For the beginning of the video you can reply it in the video. For example, you make a video that is 1 minute at most. You get together and then show the logo, the purpose of the builder or other things about the core of the organization that you want to introduce to new learners.”

“Yes yes good also brother thanks for the suggestion later we will discuss.”

“Continue also to nasyid rather than bored it-that's it. Why don't you make one song that is popular but the lyrics you change with one that contains Islamic elements. That way it can be the attraction of new children.”

“For vedio you also have to make sure that the speaker can be heard for the sea otherwise you have to prepare a backup way that there is a tutor to explain it.”

“Wah thank you very much ya kaka for the suggestion.”

“Sama-sama.”

“Begini kak for mading itself often in doodles for children we have to how ya.”

“The writings of madding are useful thoughts to invite to goodness, if indeed they do not like you can make a suggestion box in the madding corner if there is still something disturbing you can report to pemnbina.”

“Do not hesitate to communicate with the Builder as long as the Builder is not busy and we do not manage the time it is better if you try to ask for advice on Pembina.”

They all nodded hopefully what I said they can accept the good, the fault of the bis they fix and do not imitate.

“Ta home yuk.” Agla called.

“Huh you finished eating straight home.”

My male or ikhwan class sister laughed at Agla for what I said. Agla became embarrassed and looked at me fiercely. Stare as if saying aws you ya ta. Not afraid to reply.

I followed the younger class who was cleaning the dishes as a place to eat. I tried to help those who immediately rejected them. Shame if you just eat. Dengn forced me to finally sit back at the place earlier and try to invite girls to chat.

“If the review is still rame?” my many.

“Yes so brother, sometimes a lot sometimes not.”

“Iya even though we have invited but yes it is.”

“Patience may be a test for you. Every organization must be like that too. The beginning of many finally yes a little.”

“Maybe it's called natural selection, disappearing by itself. Who is still settled that's really great, stay firm stance.”

“Something you will miss those days. So enjoy it as long as you are still given a chance.”

“Good sister.”

I just want to laugh because giving advice is like a motivator. Agla re-coded me for the parting.

“It looks like it's afternoon, I'm listening a lot for today. Hopefully the study will be more rame and the demo will be successful. Can request a contact that can be contacted.” I copied the number of the president of the office.

“One time thank you very much for the banquet."

“Iya our brother also thank you very much for stopping by and giving advice.”

“Assalamualaikum.”

“Waalaikumsalam.”

I waved my hand at them. I stood there for a moment watching them. In the past, I was just like them, being a younger brother, senior and now alumini who now misses those times, misses him a lot. Time passed very quickly.

“Ta come.” Before Agla drags me down I'm ending the nostalgia of remembering the past.

“Ta.”

“Hmm.” Angina afternoon blow fly the veil that now don't wear a helmet.

“So kangen SMA.” It was Agla who made me fall silent again.

I still remember the first time I joined the organization because I was forced and the prestige of following my fellow countrymen who eventually even ended up finishing high school I joined the organization. very different from some of my friends who were enthusiastic at the beginning and even say over time.

I really remember wanting to have a big sister's boyfriend and making great memories at high school. All of that was broken because I joined a religious organization that made me think a lot about my desire to have a big sister boyfriend. Because in fact since taking part in the study I did not want to date.

Unlike now who does not know why it feels so eager to date. I don't understand what that desire is caused by. Demands or circumstances. I stared at Agla's driving back.

Someone who always makes me his confidant, and I do too. Although now we are separated from the distance of our relationship did not break up.

I remember him giving me enlightenment to dream of becoming a psychologist. He also made me stuck in a relationship called friendzone first, I had liked it first. But she ended up dating my friend's diamond one organization. Sudhalah is not his soul mate.

“Ta your house is still there right?”

“Yaiyah is where else emang., except when I buy my own house just moved my home address.”

“Amiin.”

Amiin answered me in my heart. This Agla always melts the atmosphere when I'm sad. He likes to fuck me the most. I don't know why. At a time when other people never asked for my help in the organization he instead asked me for help.

“Agla no souvenirs for me.”

“No, by-by hold your mind.”

“Should be a Gem that loves souvenirs for Agla." he said.

“There is no college holiday to be bought by diimana."

“Oh yes.”

We arrived in front of my house safely. I got off the Agla bike. “You stopped by first?”

Agla looked at the clock that was coiling in her hand. "Don't have to be late afternoon now want to pack again because tomorrow already have to leave again nih.”

“Cepet highly.”

“His entertainment is also just a day.”

“Iya deh the son of kangen region ortu makasain go home.”

Agla laughs, “So much thanks for the help later if you need more help please lo again.”

“There is a want ja from the first new nyamperin.”

“Judah I go home first yes, greetings to ortu assalamulaikum.”

“Waalaikumsalam, be careful."

I went into the house of the mind laughing about the incident earlier.

Meet Agla, be her pretended boyfriend. I patted the eel until when I had to pretend to be her boyfriend that she was still bothering Agla. You sloppy jewel base when Luoa asked him that.