IF YOU ARE A FOOL
After School
Bell went home from school and rang, the last lesson hour mark was over. The teacher immediately leaves the class quickly, because these weeks of preparation before the class exam so that the teacher no longer gives too much material.
"so you know Johan first? " Melan started the conversation
"just meet, it's been these last seconds" Meysa also encouraged me to meet the man
"but you're following yaaaaa" I asked in a whining tone
"no bother, later we even become mosquito repellent "Melan with a reluctant tone
"yes, I'm going home" I grumbled
"uwh.. the mother's son" Meysa said.
while Melda was still following the teacher to the teacher's room to take practice questions for photocopying, she understood the class president.
When Melda arrived, the four of us left the classroom immediately. When I passed by I glanced at the classroom IPA 12a, yes precisely the classroom brother Johan, looks lonely. No one's been there.
My heart began to fidget, if not pushed the same 3M maybe I will not meet Brother Johan. This is the first time I have faced a man.
We walked hand in hand, it seemed that Melan was aware of my anxiety
"your hands are cold Kay? " i immediately pulled my hand.
"ah cook" as I hold my own hand, checking
"hahahahhh" they laughed together
"kalem aja Kay, don't have to make it heavy" Melda calmed me down. But the name has never been, want to be thrown where try this 'dag dig dug' problem.
I finally saw the human figure I was looking for.
"you guys, yes, either from near or far"
"siyaaapppp" 3M answered compactly.
Apparently Brother Johan is also with his friends.
"assalamu'alaikum, hay sis" I said first. Her friends looked at me and then signaled that they were leaving
"we're already first yes" while patting Jo's shoulder (let's be shorter yes, call it brother jo)
"Kayra first yes" said one who was also a member of OSIS.
"yes, brother" I replied briefly.
In my heart I cried wanting to go away when, heeemppp
while 3M chose to wait from a distance, but still visible to me.
"eating meatballs in front of yuk" he pointed to the meatball stall opposite the gate, which of course became a favorite of high school children as well as a hangout. There are certainly plenty of people at school.
"no ah brother" I tried to give a rejection
"aq who paid, calm down" his hand was already holding q only and started walking.
I had to stop her step by holding her hand using my next hand again.
"no, it's gotta be rame. Especially when it's school"
it seems like she's starting to understand that I don't like being the center of attention.
"yes, we go to the school mosque. Friend me, I have not prayed" this time I recite.
Long enough we walked down the school corridor, because the school mosque is located in the front of the school.
Without realizing it, Jo's still holding my hand. Until finally I realized because some children looked at us and then whispered.
"sister. hand"
"why hands"
ah, these people deliberately forget what pretend to forget anyway
"go away brother"
Then he lyrics to both of us
"ah. If it's a rumor I'm not here, safe"
ngeselin
"selfish" I snorted, annoyed,.
Turns out he heard
while bringing his ears closer to my face, he teased. Dare to now??? I want to graduate.
All this time even though we were often seen together, our official chat was only about what should be talked about. The rest I just reply with a smile and leave, do not want if the conversation widens everywhere.
"yes, I'll go home" I tried to get my hand out of hers. But there, the tighter it gets until it hurts
"aauuu sick"
"oh sorry"
(he was shocked, and then he let go of my hand)
"yes-yes sorry"
I didn't answer, upset.
Even when I arrived at the mosque, I remained silent.
"wait a minute, no escape"
then go to the ablution place.
I waited for him on the terrace of the mosque, because I was on the red cross so I did not pray. Lucky I had prepared the book earlier, borrowed from the school library during the 2nd break. The reading was so exciting that I didn't realize a few minutes had passed and Jo walked out the door of the mosque. Well, my heart's getting 'deg cringgg'
"what book"
he tried to peek at the book I was reading, but I didn't answer that I was still reading
"want to keep reading? "
he asked again and again I ignored him. Wish he was upset and forgot about the incident earlier this afternoon.
"oklah, please read. I'll keep looking at your face, I'll wait until you're tired of reading"
tooennkk!!! plaakk!! not as expected. I closed the book I was holding.
"yes yes, what the hell to say"
he looked at me towards me
"kok by the way, JA WA BAN"
he tried to correct my words. It's been gas, spelled anyway
"you're the pinter guy, smart, real. Don't try to distract. Or you deliberately buy time so that it can be long"
haduuu, long ago so I myself who misbehaved.
"what the heck sis" answered me in a limp tone, because it lost the strategy, huhu 😭
I tried to catch my breath and started talking
"what the hell do you want a brother"
immediately I dare to ask so, let's not convoluted again and I can immediately run ("oooohhhh mmaaammmmmma" I shouted in my heart)
But I'm not good at saying, or I don't even know what to say. Wanting to vent frustration, he who always bothers me, from the beginning I enter until now he wants to pass it still makes me a heart spot.
"you have never felt that, all this time our closeness, letters that I love to you, even affectionate calls for you"
uuuppzzz, whatt??? call darling?? I want to laugh out loud
"oh... That's a call baby huh?"
I responded in a flat tone while widening my lips to the right to the left.
~kkkryinggg~
my phone rang, I lyrically at a glance scared of mama turned out from 3M.
Well, today I lied, saying goodbye to my mom for group study at school.
"i'm here, you can see the phone later"
it's sensitive, bro
"i don't know what to say, brother"
forced to be honest, rather than trying to divert the conversation also failed to continue. Hide also hide where
(oh maaaamaa, again I shouted in my heart)
At first glance I observed Brother Jo's face, did he seem to be getting upset????
