
A week has passed. But I haven't found an answer about who Mysterious Boy sent the poem. I almost forgot about it and thought of the man who had fascinated me with a look and a smile. A man I don't even know his name yet, but has been able to charm me.
Along with the sound of the bell sign of rest, my stomach also sounded as if crying for food. I'm so hungry. I want to go to the cafeteria, but...
“Van, come with me,” invite Ranti by pulling my hand.
“Ran, I'm laper. Where are we going? Come to canteen.”
“That laper lo feeling will disappear after you see what I will show to you later.”
“What's theem? You really think I'm kelaperan.”
“Udah diem. I'm sure you don't want to miss this opportunity.”
I don't know where Ranti will take me. He looked so excited as if he was going to give me a big surprise. I kept asking and he still wouldn't answer. When he arrived at the GOR of our school, Ranti stopped.
“Lo why bring me here?”
“Because Mysterious Boy is here.”
“How to tell ya lo? Do you know who he is?”
“Tau. Your plan is successful. Someone found out who that guy was. Guys who love IPA lessons and are good at making poems.”
“Serius lo? Where's the guy?”
“There.”
Ranti pointed towards a bunch of students who had just finished playing soccer.
“That's a group of kids 11 IPA1. So he...”
“Iya she's one of them.”
“Which one is it? I'm really curious.”
“Wait for them to pass ya.”
We sat waiting for the group of 11 IPA1 students to pass. Shortly after, some of them started walking past us. I watched them one by one.
“Eh uh it's his son.”
Ranti surprised me by squeezing my hand and pointing at someone. I'm dumbfounded.
“Hah her? He was the one who fell his book in front of me at that time.”
“Iya. His person. Seneng right lo? Didn't you fall in love at first sight?”
“This you didn't just say, right? Is he seriously the one?”
“Gue is sure he is. Called Arka. He's a rich star. Especially if it is related to MIPA lessons, he is very good. His name is IPA1, no wonder. His poetry is so rich. It makes sense that it was him.”
I hugged Ranti with excitement. I can hardly believe it. I was so happy to know that the man I had been looking for was him who had also managed to charm me with his charm.
“Still, Ran. You are the best friend in the world. I swear I am very happy. Could be that coincidence anyway. If he's the one, then I also want to be sent poetry every day.”
“Gue would like that too. Lo really too. He's that's interesting. Many girls have a crush on him.”
“That's what I said. He said it was ordinary. But why did he use that mysterious way? Why don't you shoot me?”
“Kanya lo deh who want to rush soan. Just wait. Let you enjoy the romantic way he reveals his feelings to lo.”
“He is not papa. I pretended not to know first. Emm as a sign of my gratitude because you have made me very happy and give me a surprise of this magnitude, I want to practice lo to the cafeteria. Come.”
“Happy turn just practiced me. I can't possibly refuse. Come.”
“Eh to class bentar yes. I also want to take Tara, Malvin, and Alby. They should know about this too.”
I looked for the three of them in class. Without explaining it first, I immediately took them to the cafeteria.
“This is no event. Lo's birthday, Van? The power is not this month deh,” asked Malvin astonished.
“Emang. I want to give you some happy news. Soon I will release my single status. Eits but be patient yes, still process.”
“There is a point. Later if I told you I would. The important thing is we eat first.”
“Let's just guys him again kasmaran. The advantage is that we can eat for free, right?”
“Kasmaran who the hell, Ran? Curious I.” Malvin's face looked so serious. He seems very curious.
I didn't answer and just smiled. We enjoyed our meal while chatting. But I've seen Alby just shut up. Not finished the food on his plate, he had already moved from his seat.
“Where to, Al?”
“Gue to class first yes. Continue to eat it.”
As soon as Alby left, Tara interrupted.
“Lo anyway, Van. Tell me about that rich story. Must be jealous of him. Not kasian lo? His heart must have been broken again. Ambyar.”
“And I didn't mean that. I don't think he has the same feeling as me.”
“When can Alby move on from lo? Kaya until graduation she will still wait for you to accept her love. Less faithful how else try? You even pdkt same guy who even your friends do not know.”
“The name of falling in love can't be forced, Tar. I'd be more satisfied if Alby was my best friend.”
“Yes I've also unplugged ya, guys. Kasian Alby must be pondering to himself.he needs a Malvin to cheer him up.”
“Ber also lo, Vin. Cepet sana entertain him.”
Malvin followed Alby. While me, Ranti, and Tara continued to finish our meal.
**
After school, I checked the vase again in front of my house. After a few days of not receiving a poem from Mysterious Boy, this time I hope I get it. Sure enough, I found another paper plane that I believe to be from the Mysterious Boy. I put it in my bag before I got into the house.
“Son Mom has come home,” greet mom when opening the door.
I hugged my mother. My mother gave me a kiss full of love on my forehead.
“His power is very happy.”
“Mother knows aja.”
“The mother must know if you are sad or sad again. Here sit the same story Mother.”
“Nothing, Mom. Vanella comes in first. Want to change clothes directly, sultry.”
“Ngeles aja you this.”
I rushed to my room. Don't forget I locked it. I want to read that letter from Mysterious Boy without you knowing because you'll be asking a lot of questions about it later.
*Dear Vanella, please,
Do you miss me?
It's been a few days
The wind doesn't blow my chains to where you're staying
Even so, I'm sure
Our soul exponents have met each other
I am always willing to wait for you
Through hundreds of arithmetic sequences of life
The law of conservation of energy
Because eternity is in our love
With infinity love,
Mysterious Boy*
I put the poem in my arms. Again he managed to make me smile without showing his face in front of me. Maybe this is love. Before falling in love with her gaze, I had already fallen in love with her poem. The writing that made my heart tremble as I read every word that was written. A writing that makes me smile without me knowing who the sender is. The writing always kept me waiting. He's unique. She's special.