I'm with you, Mr. Teacher

The Second Change Band

"What kind of teacher granted his student's request to prank his parents?"

"Oh, if that's the case, you calm down. I've already explained to Mama."

"Stay away. I'm not good to see him again."

"Even though Mama would meet my father. He said to acquaintance. How, dong?"

"Seriously?" timpal Teak half glared.

Cendana nodded while holding back laughter seeing the cute look of a guy in front of her. After the story, Mama did not bother at all. Teak even sobbing.

"Mama's deposit is not accepted, is it?" Sandalwood thrusting closer the food box in his hand.

Conscious, Jati immediately accepted it.

"That's Mama's making, guaranteed to be better than Susi's cooking."

"Kok, you're involving Susi's mom everything?"

"So the school knows, Susi often brings the Father food."

"You're not jealous, are you?" Teak smiling jail.

"Ih, what?" Sandalwood hurriedly turned around and approached his bicycle. "Depart, yuk, sir. Ntar late, loh," he said after being ready on the bike.

"Tell your mama, thank you, yeah. I'll eat the fried rice before it starts." Teak stuffed the food box into his backpack.

Sandalwood pedaled his bike while still imagining the atmosphere at the dining table earlier, making his smile curl thinly. He did not show this happy face to Mama, deliberately still ketus. But secretly he prayed softly, may this really be the beginning he wanted.

Without Sandalwood knowing, her happy aura was transmitted to Teak. The guy sows a smile. And a summary of the sentence he had prepared since last night, which he should have spoken, evaporated out of nowhere. He no longer knows how to say it.

This is one of the uniqueness of the special taste called love, has an invisible connection to two hearts that want each other.

***

Although still thinking how to behave when suddenly meet again with parents Sandalwood, Jati really enjoy breakfast. Sandalwood is right, this is indeed much better than the cuisine of Susi.

Obviously delicious, the name is also camer cuisine.

Smile at his own desk.

"Tumben Pak Jati bring his own provisions."

The sound of the sandalwood slipped, immediately messing with the appetite of Teak. Teak straightened his head, staring right at Bu Susi's bead of eyes. Again the gaze, which inexplicably always makes Jati shudder faintly.

"Himself cooking?" telisik Bu Susi with a tone that seems not to bear if the man of his dreams had to bother preparing his own supplies. That is, he is ready to do it. With pleasure.

The ground around the room might suddenly tremble if Teak was telling the truth. So he chose to nod.

"About a few days I missed breakfast, does not mean Mr. Jati had to bother preparing his own supplies. I promise, from tomorrow onwards, the seasoned fried rice from me will return. But do not be surprised if the spice is a little more concentrated, because the meaning is even deeper."

Teak suddenly coughed. He grabbed the bottle of mineral water in front of him and quickly relieved his throat.

"I know this is too fast, but Mr. Jati do not have to be so groggy, dong," said Bu Susi with a pede look that does not fade in the slightest.

Currently Jati was busy looking for an excuse to immediately leave the teacher room.

"Oh yeah ...." Susi pulled the phone out of her blazer pocket, then seemed busy looking for something. "According to Jati, which bagusan?" Ms. Susi turned her phone screen to Teak.

Teak glared with his mouth agape as well, looking at the picture that Bu Susi showed. "Invitation design?"

"Sir Teak likes purple or pink?"

"Why ask me? Who wants to marry?" Teak brushed aside Ms. Susi's hand, avoiding the phone from her presence.

"No one wants to get married yet, sir. Just to prepare." Susi smiled so widely, while trying to keep her phone screen facing Teak. "Which one do you like, sir?" his pursuit.

"Em .. sorry, ma'am, I'm coming in. Since I usually arrive in class before the bell sounds, I go first, yeah." Teak grabbed the origin of his books, then swiftly stood up. "Excuse me!" his death was followed by a long step. With great regret, he was forced not to spend the fried rice from the camer.

***

Though the first subjects in class XII IPA 2, Kimia— which is held by the teacher ter-killer—but Ranum still dare to act. With an absurd behavior that represented his excitement, he showed Sandalwood a chocolate bar tied in a pink ribbon.

"You guys are being?" ask Cendana in a quieter voice.

Ranum nodded. Fizzy cheeks.

"Seriously?"

Ranum nodded back even faster, holding back from shouting.

"Gee, congratulations, yes!"

Ranum embraced Sandalwood and momentarily laid his head on the shoulder of his sitting friend. It must somehow express the happy nuances that filled his heart at this moment.

Before being hit by a marker or eraser, Cendana warned Ranum to re-establish his sitting position.

Sandalwood tried to refocus to the lesson, even though the contents of his head were everywhere.

If this is thanks to Jaka's help, why has he not managed to unite us so far? Given his relationship with Teak that had no clarity, Sandalwood was secretly envious.

Ah, this is not because of Jaka, but because Ranum dared to fight for his feelings. Based on that argument, Cendana took out a paper giving Teak, then thought hard to write something there.



After writing that sentence, the name Jati again flashed in the mind of Cendana. Although there were many things he wanted to accomplish, strangely, he felt unable to write anything else. At least before completing one thing, and Cendana felt he had to do it as soon as possible.

"Ntar night accompany me, yes!" whisik Cendana to Ranum.

"Where?"

"Later the story."

***

"Lo's sure?" Ranum made sure once again.

Sandalwood nodded weakly, very clearly still accompanied by doubt.

Night is early. They just parked the car in Mr.'s yard. Cafe located on Jalan Kimangunsarkoro No. 15, precisely in front of Diponegoro Stadium. Feeling it takes more time to convince yourself, Sandalwood deliberately did not go down immediately. After sighing deeply a few times, he nodded once towards Ranum, a sign ready to enter the cafe.



Although worried about what will happen, Ranum was relieved, at least Sandalwood was willing to try.

"Because life is a journey, then you don't really live if it's just a road in place."

The word Teak is what led Cendana here. The cafe that is being loved by young kawula is indeed presenting live music every Monday to Friday, and that is the purpose of Cendana. He wanted to make peace with music first, before starting to write down many things on his future draft paper.

Sandalwood's steps had stopped when he arrived at the doorway. His face looks stiff. Ranum knew what to do. He quickly held his best friend's hand with a smile, a small thing that tried to emphasize, that everything would be fine.

When they arrived inside, there was no live music yet. Only vague sounds of visitors with a variety of chat materials that dominate. Sandalwood deliberately chose a seat directly next to the wall, rather in the corner, so that if he was out of control later, not too striking in the eyes of other visitors.

The waiter had just delivered their order—two glasses of caramel shake—when several people seemed to be getting ready in front there. There was a sound of a microphone that was tapped to check whether it was working or not, as well as a string of guitar playing a light melody.



The sandalwood muscles begin to tighten. He took a long breath. Efforts to keep looking calm ended in a caramel shake glass in front of him. He held it firmly.

"Good night ...."

Sandalwood who sat back to the stage immediately gasped at the sound that had just flowed through the microphone.

The voice ....

"Include us from The Second Change Band ...."

The Second Change ...? Sandalwood flinched for the second time. He remembered something, then tried to deny it.

"Why the second change? Because we're people who believe in second chances."

That voice ... really?

***