Is It My fault to be thrown away?
THE ASSD? #7
Dyla flinched as someone held her shoulder. Spontaneous Dyla turned around and looked at Celine who was right behind her.
"You why?" Celine asked confusedly with Dyla's response which gasped in shock.
Dyla shook her head then glanced forward again.
"Eh... The grandmothers who were here, where?" Ask Dyla in a small voice.
"Grandmothers?" Celine asked confusedly.
"Yes, didn't you see that there was a granny in front of me?" Ask Dyla back.
Celine thought for a moment.
Which grandmothers do you mean?
"It seems there is no. But don't know. I didn't pay much attention" Celine replied, shrugging both shoulders.
Dyla was silent for a moment. He thought for a moment then thought maybe it was just his hallucination.
"Why?" Ask Celine.
"No, no" replied Dyla.
"Oh yeah I called you but I wasn't heard. Yes, I am your mistress" said Celine.
"Oh sorry, I didn't hear anyone call. What's the business?" Ask Dyla.
"What yes...? I forgot" said Celine, scratching her head.
"If you forget it tomorrow. Tomorrow I come faster" said Dyla softly.
"Ok deh," said Celine resigned still while scratching her head.
He's still trying to remember.
"I go home first, bye" Dyla said, waving her hand.
"Yes," Celine replied still trying to keep remembering.
Dyla's already walking away from Celine. He ran a little to get home quickly.
"Oh yes," Celine raised her head and looked at the figure of Dyla who had already disappeared.
"Basic of the brain. Time just want to say sing a batak song just don't remember. It needs to serve this brain cake" Celine grumbled to blame her own brain.
Celine turned around to leave where she was.
***
Next day
Dyla came early in the morning to school. Even the school was still uninhabited when he came.
Dyla looked at the clock on the wall. Still at 6 passing by a little. It is only fitting that he comes.
Dyla sat on her bench in class. He checked the drawer. And it's true. There's rubbish in the drawer. It was not his trash but the trash of the man made into his drawer. It's not surprising anymore for Dyla.
This is one form of insult from his friend to him.
Dyla just smiled. He cites all the trash and throws it in the trash.
"Stay smiling Dyla. A beautiful day should start with a smile" Dyla murmured to herself.
"Excite," the girl continued softly.
Dyla picked up the history book that was in the closet. He spends his time reading books that some people find boring.
Outside the classroom there was a young man who was focused on a girl who was seriously reading a book.
She's a cute girl
said the young man with a small smile.
Hey, Wily what are you thinking?! He's Dyla! Are you interested in a girl like her? Hey remember your best friend likes that girl. Don't destroy Dimas' love story
The man cursed himself in the heart. Yes, he is Wily. Wily is Dimas' best friend, Wily, who pours more attention on the girl in the class.
"Good morning" said Wily kindly and followed by a smile of hers.
"Good morning," replied Dyla.
"You're reading a history book?" Ask Wily.
Actually, Wily already knows for sure what book Dyla read. But he just wants to make the subject.
Dyla nodded.
"You came very quickly, yes" said Wily.
"Yes" replied Dyla.
Wily racked his brain to look for topics that would last a long time.
"Tumben came very quickly Dyla" said Wily.
"Please," Dyla replied with a smile.
"You are familiar with Dimas," said Wily re-opening a new topic.
"Not really," said Dyla.
"Oh that's it... emm, what do you think Dimas is? Good or not?" Ask Wily.
"Yes think? Emm, Dimas is a good man" Dyla replied.
Wily was upset by herself when she heard Dyla's reply coupled with the plain smile she displayed when she answered that.
"Hey someone was talking about me as it turned out," Dimas said at the door.
I don't know since when the young man had stood up and eavesdropped on their conversation.
Thinking that Wily was getting upset.
Dimas walked up to Dyla. He was sitting on the chair in front of Grief. But Dimas sat facing backwards, precisely in the direction of Dyla.
"Try you to say what you thought of me earlier," asked Dimas in a familiar snobs style.
"You're a kind, friendly, helpful person, and so much more" Dyla added.
"Wow, this is the best compliment I've ever heard" said Dimas, curiously clapping his own hands.
Wily was finally only able to exhale violently. Of all the compliments he's ever heard of Dimas. It was the most mundane compliment to Dimas who was the sole heir of his business and family fortune.
Dyla simply smiled hearing Dimas' response to his praise.
And one by one his other classmates started to arrive. It even turned out that Celine was the last student to come. Tumben once ...
"Good morning to the kids" said their homeroom teacher, Ms. Jeje.
"For Ma'am" replied the entire student.
"Maybe all the mother's children have got brochures for the school race. And of course you also know, the arrival of the mother here to explain the mandatory race pair is a fashion show competition. Actually, your partner will be arranged not by mother. By the principal himself. So later accept your partner with a spacious chest," said Bu Jeje by holding a piece of paper.
"Good ma'am" said some of the students.
All students have high expectations of each partner later.
But it turns out that it is true what people say. Do not expect high if you do not want to feel pain.
That is what almost all students feel when they hear the name of Wily and Dyla who are declared a couple.
Even Celine was jealous. He had already hoped for one pair with Celine, but yes because he could not. Celine can only step down, right?
Celine is paired with Ela. Is the principal blind? Why are two enemies made into a couple? Absolutely insane!
"Geez why I have to be a tomboyish couple anyway" said Ela when Bu Jeje was out.
"Who would want to partner with a hypocrite. Mending me equal pair of buffalo than equal demon-faced angel," replied Celine sadistically.
"Blind kali lo. Where can buffalo be compared to me," said Ela upset.
"Indeed can't but be equated, '" Celine replied while giggling insinuating.
