Labile

Yes or No

The days go as they usually do in the order of time. Monday, tuesday, wednesday, thursday, friday, saturday and sunday. Yes, everyone also knows that they are the names of the day, even Kindergarten children. But that's not what I was going to tell you. The good news is that today is the last day of the semester exam. I'm telling you this is good news because, I'm tired of seeing some confusing stuff. Either because the matter is wrong, the cause is wrong, or because of my own mistakes that do not understand the material well. Although I am not a child who is ambitious to get a big or perfect score, but the confusing matter is quite a waste of time, I think free if the content is not there. Very useful, right? Until in the end I answered carelessly without knowing which is the truth.

Plus, when I was contemplating looking for answers, the face of my mother who was scolding me for being lazy to learn, Rafa who was laughing once also his face, or worse even the kissing scene in a Korean drama that I accidentally watched. At first, I was fun looking for the title of a Korean drama that was being talked about by my friends in class, even I had time to watch it too. But when I found it on youtube, I opened the episode wrong. That was the first time I saw the kissing scene. Thankfully, I didn't see it. Ah, my brain. Sometimes we cannot work together.

But fortunately, as bad as I was about the things I found out every day, they were all coming to an end in five minutes. While waiting, I only noticed the long hour hand. Incidentally, the clock is on the board. And finally, the bell rang. After the supervisor made sure everyone had collected the matter, they were allowed to go home. No more impromptu rajia for today. The bags, which were kept under the blackboard, were picked up one by one by the owner. Kiss your hands as a sign of respect, then pick up the shoes on the shelf. A week in this class, he was eventually abandoned. Welcome back to my old class.

"Uti, so right?"

Dio asked me, making sure. I just took the shoes off the shelf. Dio is right next to me. The bag is on the shoulder. The bag that was viral yesterday because it contained a sanitary pad.

"Hmm yes"

I answered with a smile, facing him.

"It's just an offer, you don't have to accept"

Dio said as he rubbed the top of my head. His words seemed to imply that I could refuse.

"Eh eh yes ntar dikabarin again"

I said while holding Dio's hand on my head. Sometimes, Dio's treatment of me makes me misbehave. I can't be treated like this, let alone in a public place. The thing is, I'm uncomfortable and uncomfortable to see. Every human mind is not the same.

"Okay, I'm back first"

Dio said as he left me. I don't know if I'm going home first, or if I'm leaving class first. What a difference, the two are the same.

"Go home, don't hang out first"

I don't know why, that word just came out of my mouth. As if to imply a worry.

"Nongrong first jerk"

He replied while taking a quick glance at me, then Dio left from before me. I just stared at his back, which gradually drifted away. There was a sense of disappointment when Dio didn't listen to my complaint.

"So come home together?"

Now that Amanda's coming to me, she's done wearing shoes. I immediately turned my head, and did not look at Dio anymore. Maybe in a moment, Dio has arrived at the parking lot and met with his friends.

"So"

I immediately put on the shoes next to him. Amanda's direction home is in line with me. And we often go home with public transportation since the beginning of the eleventh grade.

Amanda is beautiful, tall and slim, and I love being around her, because she always smells good. In addition, he can also be invited to vent. Not infrequently when heading home, I often tell him a lot, whether it's about family, or ideals. Again, I feel more fortunate. This Amanda can't be like me at home and can eat mother's cooking every day. Amanda had to live with her grandmother since her parents divorced seven years ago, and her mother became TKW in Saudi Arabia. Unfortunately, he never came home until now. They only met face to face in video calls. Amanda used to tell me that she was lonely at home, because she was an only child. Almost the same as me, the difference is, I am not an only child, but a middle child but feel single.

"Yes first"

He said to me when he arrived, not forgetting to wave his hand. I also waved my hand, replying.

I said that either sounded or didn't because Amanda was down and was giving a fare to the driver.

Public transport is on the move again. There are only a few people still inside, some are my schoolmates, some are not. Shortly after, I went down. Just like Amanda, I have to cross. Sometimes, you have to wait a long time because the vehicle that does not stop. Moreover, motorized vehicles, the average speed is very high. Hence, I dare not cross if the highway is not really deserted, I must make sure to look right and left.

I have bad memories of crossing when I was wearing a red and white uniform. I almost got hit. Fortunately, I was still given a chance to live until now. Since then, I have been happy to help people cross, especially children and elderly people. From then on, I became more careful.

When I was watching the left right, my phone shook. I picked it up, there was an incoming call, from Dio apparently. I was lazy to lift it, because the sound would be inferior to the noise of the highway. I better decide to cross first after things are made absolutely safe. And after arriving at sebrang, then I pick up the phone while the road continues the steps.

"What?"

Loud talking. Intentionally, in order for Dio to hear clearly the grumbling sound. It is very melodious, aka damaging the world.

"Bathletic school"

Dio told.

"Not yet home"

I replied in a smaller, indecent voice earlier. Deliberately reduced the volume, fear no one is eavesdropping.

"Slow"

Dio mocked me

"I'll take public transport"

I defended myself and told him that it was not the same as taking a private vehicle

"Dio's home yet?'

My toot.

"Not yet, still hanging out"

I exhaled, whether heard by him or not.

"Lo just haven't been there yet, why tell me to take a shower"

Umpatku annoyed.

"Around 13:00 I'm going to your house"

An uncertain word. I saw the clock in my right hand, still at 12:30. There were thirty minutes to get ready, even if Dio was to come on time. But I think there's still a lot of time I can spend, because I'm not entirely sure what Dio's saying.

When he got to the front of the house, Dio's phone seemed mute, no more noise. I called his name without saying. Since there was no sound, I turned off the phone. I put that phone back in my pocket. I still have doubts between answering Dio's invitation and saying yes or no.