IF YOU ARE A FOOL

The afternoon was full of surprises

I finally got back to college after the drama this afternoon. It feels like being a kapok accompany papa to the wedding invitation. And Brother Jo whose presence is considered a helper, finally makes me want to howl.

"Sikkoooooooooooooo"

"huh, what the hell is Kay. Come instead of food love even howling long"

"what a dog howling" my chimpanzee.

"bad Sis, bad"

"bad why, the bride is ugly? "

"huh, that's not it. Drama 17th and above"

"meaning? "

because sitting in the back corner of the bench is safe from the limelight, so I suffered the events of all the previous events with Siska. It was so cool to tell me that I did not realize that the lecturer was standing behind me. Siska simply fell silent while keeping her mouth shut. I did not give Siska a chance to ask. I think it was so shocking that she heard my story.

"Have you finished reading the novel? "

at first I thought it was a prank boy friend's voice.

"novel, this true story" I said in response

"ekhm.... "

someone cleared his throat with a heavier voice, making me turn my head.

Speechless, my mouth just opened. The face of the teacher was so close. Until finally Siska who closed my mouth and the lecturer pulled his head upright then walked towards the front of the class.

Immediately I turned around sitting in the correct position facing forward.

"shameful" I swore in my heart

"eat it if you say love pause, don't get rich car. Samber himself is"

there was a protest sound from the back bench

While I was just silent, I didn't dare to twitch anymore. Lucky not a killer lecturer. Could've finished me.

I'm listening very well to the explanation of Mr. Nicolas. Not if at any time the question leads to me. Usually it is so in soap operas, if there are those who do not focus directly on the question. Until the meeting ended, no one was asked any questions. The question and answer session was not opened. Tumben, I thought. Maybe because it was late afternoon, again I thought to myself while cleaning the contents of my bag.

"Daughter of Kayra Al Mahira"

I looked up in shock as my name was called out in full, it rarely happened.

"me sir" as I raise my hand.

"yes, you.

Each child makes a question on paper and leaves it to Kayra.

Kayra, you find all the answers to her meeting next week we'll discuss"

mr. Nicolas gave instructions.

"but sir"

answering a class question, I felt too heavy

"it's a punishment for you because your true story takes up my teaching time"

there will be no more mistakes apparently, Mr. Nicolas just grabbed me when I was not finished talking. Can it be especially if it is like this?

"ckckckckckckk" heard a small laugh from the back bench

Mr. Nicolas died in the room.

"Siska. Gotta help"

"chase there, chase. Who knows, we could still get a dispensation"

as fast as lightning aq ran out of the room. Wearing a long dress is not an obstacle, fortunately I always choose a loose one, so it is safe to run though.

"sir. Mr. Nicolas"

lucky to be chased

"what else is it? "

answer him briefly

I'm still bored because running can't talk, still manage the breath.

"what is Kayra, my time is not much"

"huh, the mentang-about lecturer sok busy" I swear in my heart

"if I encounter difficulties and cannot answer how sir? one class is a lot, 40 students sir"

"wanted dispensation? "

"you sir, will"

"work on that first. At least 75% true you I raised so asdos"

"uh uh? didn't hear me wrong sir? asdos?"

"yes, right. I'm sure you're capable, you have potential. If you really encounter any obstacles ask by e-mail me"

I could only agree, and he went out of my sight. I also went back to class.

As soon as I got to class the question sheets had been gathered. Without many questions from other students it makes it easier. The world of college is not as mass drama as High School.

"how can you dispensate? "

siska asked as we started walking towards the parking lot.

"if there is someone who nawarin you, would not be an asdos? what's your answer? "

"hahahaha, don't make me laugh so hard Kay. Come on, let's cepetan. It's this afternoon"

"sister Johan, why is he here? " siska exclaimed as she continued to walk towards her car.

I was silent but many questions, why should I appear again after all this?

"get out of the way, nice car will pass"

Siska brushed off Jo's sister who was currently standing in front of her car.

"just fine. Bagusan also has me.

Eh whatever. The important thing is that Kayra comes home with me" said brother Jo continued

"just fine. Why make a whole mess of it" I argue

"wwweeeeekk" Siska stuck out her tongue, triumphantly responded by her.

The ones ridiculed left too.

Uh no, wait. He pulled something out

"Ok, it means that this is just me" brother Jo showed me a pink bag, none other than that was my kebaya.

"forgiveness..why can I miss it anyway" murmured myself.

"have you Kay" Siska asked

"yes, that kebaya shirt" I confirmed

"mampus lo, hahahah" said Siska as she entered the car, leaving me still standing sculpting.

This time it was me who was laughed at by both of them.

"how's this? " i thought in my heart. I'm still confused.

"ttttiiinnnnn tttiiiiiinnn" the sound of Siska's car horn

"who's going home? " the owner shouted from inside the car

Feeling like I had no choice, with heavy steps I walked towards Jo's car.

"the right choice" murmured brother Jo, as he followed me into the car.

"since when is the big brother gini nyebelin" grumbled me while putting on a seat belt.

"since you always rejected brother! "

brother Jo's words immediately sounded so scary, by continuing to bring his face closer to my face. The distance between our faces was only a few inches. I did not dare to look at him, my heart instantly rippled. Like it's not a figure I recognize who is currently with me.

"hahahaha, why did Kay suddenly turn pale? "

I did not dare to open my eyes, until then there was laughter.

"so scared are you the same big brother? " sister Jo went back on with his words.

"what's less handsome is this brother? The lecturer was just you chasing, then also the brother approached so scared" he said again while continuing to look at the middle spy.

"was he joking? come home" I said in a firm tone.

"ok, ready to go to the home of the prospective in-laws" said brother Jo with his PD.

I can only shake my head with all of Jo's behavior today.

Until the head feels heavy considering all the events today.

I rested my head on the car bench, trying to close my eyes. Who knows can spare me from all sorts of questions, brother Jo again.

Enough for today, hopefully better tomorrow. Time is too precious to think of the words of Jo. Not to mention thinking about the answers of dozens of tasks. Thinking of being an asdos seems interesting?!

Agh, the road is still so long. Imagining too high is troublesome, not easy to achieve. Dreams may be, but do not forget when you wake up will still be the real world that you encounter.

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fantasy may be, but the risk is borne by the reader yes

fantasize as handsome as Johan, like that for example.

The handsome is relatively yes, depending on the shadow of each reader.

Approximately, anyone has the most appropriate visual shadow for each actor?

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