
The morning was covered with a thick fog. It's winter now. The heavy rain from last night put me to sleep. I just got off the top floor, and I'm looking at the dinner table right now. Eliza's already there. Along with Karel, his beloved autistic boy.
"A healthy one?" I said looking at him who was busy putting down some of the side dishes he cooked this morning.
She smiles.
"I'm doing fine. Even more. Let's have breakfast together. We never had breakfast together, did we?" Said.
I stared at the two boys many times. Karel stayed in his wheelchair. And Eliza's waiting for my answer there.
"No. I have to leave immediately." I said.
The girl just scowled.
"Other times." My speech.
He just nodded slowly. I walked towards the autistic boy. Closer to him. And then stroked her hair slowly.
I got to school that morning. The security guard faced me again. With a more serious face.
"You're waiting in the counseling guidance room by Miss Disa, Steyf. This time you can't ignore it."
Hid. It's still too early. I immediately walked into the room, with the backpack I was still carrying on my back. Blank. There's no Miss Disa here. There is only Amar, and some teachers bk. I sit in a chair. No matter what.
Then the door was knocked and the teacher appeared. This time brought various files that are not for what. He let me for a moment. Never once greeted me or said to me with his high tone. Maybe he was busy this morning. Until the moment when two people enter the room suddenly. The other was the short-haired girl again. Together with... His parents might. It looks really young and... Like I really knew him. Butno. Whereabouts?
"Excuse me.." the woman saluted him respectfully.
The teacher sat on his stool. Besides Amar who was just silent did not dare to speak at all. The teacher invited the two women to sit down. I watched them at every step they roared in the room. And that innocent girl was sitting completely beside me. The goddamn teacher looked at me.
"I've asked you to come with your parents, Steyf! Where's them?" The uncivilized teacher said so with a slight snarl.
Enough to make me turn my head towards the innocent girl beside me who was in the middle with a beautiful woman beside her.
"If you want, just dig up the tomb." I said I really can't catch my breath.
The whole room was filled with shock. The teacher was unable to say anything. What should I do with a cutter that I put in my pants earlier?
"Then listen carefully, Steyf. As a senior you're quite arrogant, what's the reason you got Amar battered like that?"
He asked back. And I answered without a single moment of silence.
"It's worth what to do when you..." I pointed at the teacher in front of me with my long index finger.
The silence came back. I looked at the girl beside me.
"Don't be too rash, Steyf... You have made 2 mistakes. If you go 1 more time to make something similar we will not hesitate to get you out." Said the teacher again preventing me from saying anything to the short-haired girl.
"Just get me out, then it'll be very quiet my life. My money will never run out, my house is everywhere. I'm pretty smart as a student. Even the outside world accepts me more fairly."
All went back to silence. There was not even a single person in this room to speak. I saw once again that woman I seemed to have seen, stroking her son's back or maybe her sister I didn't know. They may be surprised at my attitude. Or I feel uncomfortable with my words.
"Sorry lady. We can talk to each other a few minutes ahead. Forgive us also for the carelessness of our students," the teacher said in a more subtle tone than before while talking to me. God fucking.
I looked back at the snot boy. Why is he just silent? Why didn't he say a word or two? What made him freeze just fell silent as a coward there. For real. I'm sick of it now. With his innocent pretentious attitude he lied to everyone. Manipulating circumstances.
"... Especially yourself. Amar´s. I recognize you more than my junior. It was like a sister who always followed her sister. Look at you all right. As a cowardly man, your madness is not important. Like you to Emmi? Even you gave up your house in the rubble because of the family of that beautiful and graceful boy? Until willing not to cry you find all your valuables destroyed? Beautiful girl really until no matter how hurt your parents. Rightly so? The eviction of your home is you think of as a romantic tale of your first encounter with a girl like her? I know better than you, Amar. Know better than a brother. Know more than the old man. Know better than Marcues."
I looked at the little boy. A boy I was tailing after I got a warning yesterday. Yep. No one knows about that. And I'm the only one who knows.
"I beat you trying to wake you up to the blindness of the world. Trying to remind you of your abandoned sister in a rundown house. And your mother desperately lives your family that is no longer whole and perfect. Not even that makes you aware. You call me a murderous child? You're even more of a murderer, Amar."
It was like a plot twist for them. It is all about silence and silence of millions of languages. Between surprise and not knowing what to say. Again I stared at the innocent girl with a woman beside her. I don't know what I'm feeling again. Staring at her slender body and her face that was clearly drawn with natural makeup that I think I've seen her not far from my life in the past. But when did that happen? Maybe he's the same. Looking at me is like knowing something about me that I don't even know. What's the connection anyway?
My line of sight changed instantly towards the girl. Her short hair showed her grace. He looked at me with a look that I don't know what it meant. Maybe he couldn't believe that I was really following Amar.
"W-what? Can't be.."
Yep. Miss Disa might be fed up with me. He just told us all to come out and come back to the lessons. All that was left there were just the two of them. Those peerless teachers and a woman I could have called the guardian of that innocent girl. From a distance I looked at his back strenuously walking. Following Amar's steps. No. gabe. For me this matter is not over because the rest later I was asked again to face Miss Disa. Even though I don't want to do it myself.
I went into my class. I was sitting in that class. There's no talk because I don't have any friends. No one wants to be with me. Except for Edra at the time. Hm. Poor edra.
The door suddenly knocks. Look at a girl with glasses. With her long hair perfectly.
"Oh... I almost forgot. Let's go in." The teacher in front of my class said to him. Then he went inside.
It faces us. Who else is this? Smelling has been a destroyer of my life. He smiled at us.
"Kids, sorry I forgot to tell you. So children, our school is participating in the exchange of students. This is a proof and example of cooperation in ASEAN. For now, our country is exchanging students with Vietnam. No need to worry, besides being beautiful she is also proficient in Indonesian." The teacher was raving incessantly.
Until at last, everyone was silent waiting for the sweet little mouth to say what its name was.
"Hello, I'm Anh."