IF YOU ARE A FOOL

Back to school

As already scheduled, the day after I returned from vacation I already had to go to school to compile the Student Orientation Mass program.

Even though the body still wants to collapse, inevitably it is a must.

I arrived at school not as early as usual, the school was already seen crowded by prospective new students and their parents. Currently still open the registration of wave 2 of the academy's path.

As soon as I entered the school corridor saw some of OSIS's friends who were in charge of New Student Admissions.

Lucky I'm not on duty, so I can take a longer vacation even if it's not even two weeks.

While I had to go to school to arrange the Massa Orientation Student program, the adek itself that became a prospective MOS participant was still relaxing at home.

Well, because he has participated in the registration of the first wave of independent lines and has been accepted. He enrolled in the same school as me. Because this is one of the favorite SMA in Jogja which is nearest from home.

"sister.". "greet fellow members of OSIS who are still one level below me.

"hay." I smiled and just kept walking towards the OSIS room.

As soon as I got there, everything was gathered. Waiting for the teacher.

"an example of a baby is an example (likes late) "

cibir is one of the class's younger siblings

"even though this was only once" I defended myself

"there is no brother Johan, so he can sleep quietly, so it will be bad luck"

my classmates snickered.

"have flown to the neighboring country next door, Brother Johan" another friend joined.

Because it's common knowledge that Brother Johan likes me. It's just me who never had a response.

There was a clattering of feet walking towards the OSIS room, it seemed like it was a construction teacher. Everything was silent for a moment

"completely? " ask P. Ahmad, who is the current advisor to OSIS.

"already sir" replied one of the people who sat closest to him. Then the meeting started.

Two more hours in progress, now it's done.

Mr. Ahmad has died in the room, because there is still other business he said.

We were all still sitting back, talking about planning what the material would look like when MOS.

In the middle of the conversation came voices from outside the people chatting.

I vaguely caught a voice similar to Jo's. One year together at OSIS, made me no stranger to her voice.

But, "ah.... "

I tried to shake that thought. Wherever possible, he Khan was already in a neighboring country.

My conversation with the other members of OSIS is still ongoing, no one has left the room yet. Likewise, the voice of the person talking outside the room is also still heard. Even laugh occasionally. His laughter increasingly could not turn my mind away from Johan's brother.

Until finally my HP rang, the incoming call from Mama

"yes ma, assalamu'alaikum"

"waalaikumsalam warohmatulohi's. You're done yet? "

"already ma, just talk the same again temen-temen"

"Johan has arrived yet? "

why did my mother suddenly mention that name

"to where is ma? " ask me wonder.

"he was here, Mama told me you were at school. He said he wanted to go to school, wanted to take you home too, had my mother's permission"

And sure enough, that's in front of my eyes Brother Jo.

"sister Jo" I shouted

"iya ma, brother Jo is here. Assalamu'alaikum"

I immediately got a call from my mom

Really brother Jo, he talked with Mr. Samsul, the head of IPA. Teachers and students were already familiar from a long time ago, you could say brother Jo favorite child in the department. Some Cups he sabet in the race level City and Province.

"hay, you're done" she overheard the conversation as I walked towards her.

"already. Brother already from earlier? "

"have met the man, I live first"

Mr. Samsul said goodbye to leave us

"yes sir, thank you for the time"

he went by patting Jo's shoulder. I just smile.

"sister's right here? I'm not this dream"

"as you see"

"curtain cow?? getting duller? Travelling through Singapore? "

"there's something you want to tell me. We going home now? "

"oh yeah, I told you earlier she said she went home with Jo. I'll get the bag first"

as soon as I planned to grab the bag, the kids were on all out of the OSIS room. It seems like everything is done. Suddenly the sounds of the children's screams cursed me and Jo's brother.

I came back from the bag.

No longer seen by the children.

We left the school to the parking lot.

"When do you come back from Singapore? indeed it is..... "

I'm not done talking about brother Jo snatching

"not going to Singapore" he replied flatly

"huh, why." brother Jo opened the car door to let me in.

Brother Jo is still silent not answering my question. Until the car we were riding in walked out of the schoolyard.

"many things you want to tell me. You go anywhere, why change the number do not tell. Say that"

"yes, I changed the number. I think my brother is busy too"

The streets are empty, because it is still office hours and school children are still on vacation. Jo's car drove fast, I lyric speedometer, needle up and down at 80km/h.

And the journey we went through was no other way to my house.

"come to my house, brother? "

tumben did not turn around first, he said a lot of things that wanted to be told earlier.

"yes, I promised your mama we'd go straight home"

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all right, passengers just follow the same driver