Lala The Dancer

SMK

To Lala, for me,

Happy birthday. Keep dancing even though Mbah can not always accompany. Stay beautiful with traditional dances, even though Mbah knows a lot of bullyan that comes to you. Prove that not all dancers are bad women who can be bought. The spirit of the beautiful grandson of Mbah.

A short letter from Mbah that burned my spirit to keep dancing. Mbah does know I'm bullied often. They assume the dancer is a woman mur@h@n. Even at my young age.

"You got bullied, boy? Who would dare bully you?" ask Papa in an unrelenting tone. Both my parents didn't know I was bullied a lot at school. Only Farel and Mbah Kung know.

I explained briefly about my bullying. Papa doesn't look happy at all.

"You know that bullying can be criminalized??!! You can fight them. Papa will,-" said Papa stopped because of the squeeze of Mama's hand on his hand. Things you always do to dampen Papa's emotions. Mama patted my shoulder.

"Spirited to you, son, Mama is also proud that you can dance. Don't mind people's talk. Our family supports you" said Mama. I hugged Mama tightly.

Every time I feel broken, I remember my Brother's letter. Every time I miss her, I'll dance. For me dancing is a way to get me close to my Mbah. The finisher misses me for no longer being able to hug him. I'm sure he watched all my dancing from heaven.

***

I graduated SMP with a not good grade very good. Unlike Hector who is always a class champion. I know myself, even though my parents never compare us. Hihihah.

"Where do you want to go to school?" ask Mama for my opinion.

"Can Lala go to school at SMK xx?" I'm a little scared. The school was SMK with a different major than the others. SMK art department. Including dance art.

"Can!! Why not?" mama said cheerfully.

"Lala can continue school as Lala wishes. You want to major in dance?" ask Mama. I nodded quickly.

"Well, is it okay to take art? Don't take business for furniture later?" ask Mama. He just laughed.

"Look, son, business is business. I don't know who will continue. School is your right. Whatever you want to take. Mama will support you" said Mama. I'm excited not to play. Some of my sanggar friends are not allowed to go to dance school. Not to be confused he said. But I easily got my permission.

I entered SMK with a special test. Also in the presence of some of the burrows I got during the dance competition. Wasn't difficult. I was immediately accepted as one of the dance students.

"Where is the Rail, accepted?" I asked Farel. He enrolled at a favorite High School in the city. Farel mangosteen mangosteen while grinning.

"Great!!!" I said while jumping up. We toss gaul our style. Pat on the bottom pat of the brow benturin cheek. The Tos we created from the SD era. Haha.

I started school at SMK cheerfully. Friends one server all. No one bullied me as a dancer, because we were one class all dancers. Haha.

I just realized that if we're bullied or we're underestimated, it's not because we're ugly, but we're the one who's in the wrong neighborhood. An environment of one frequency will receive us well. Soo never be afraid in the bully. Dibully yes leave. It's ajah....

***

Three months have passed....

"Picked up again?" ask Tita, my friend when SMK. I'm nodding. We walked together towards the school gate.

"While waiting for angkot, you're good waiting for a private driver," said Tita again. I laugh. Yes, Farel now looks like a private driver. Every day the school shuttle, even eskul only sometimes he still picked up. Hihihah. We were given a little freedom at SMK.

Farel's bike stopped right in front of me and Tita. He smiled and handed me my helmet.

"First it was Tit" I said to Tita. He smiled and waved.

"Where's the new school?" ask Farel on the street.

"Enak, it's fun." I replied.

"Is there a bully?" ask again.

"Nobody is bullied. All my friends are good now" I said. Farel mangosteen mangosteen.

"Come by my friend's house for a second!" bring Farel.

Farel's friends all boys. Played hp when we came.

"Your boyfriend Rail?" ask friend. Farel nodded and introduced me to his friend.

"Farel like clear clear yes. At school like the clear one, which is brought this is also clear, ' ups, '" said his friend while covering his mouth.

"meaning? You have another girlfriend, Rel?" my many.

I was surprised when Farel took out a pack of cigarettes from his bag.

"You're smoking a Rail?" many wonder.

"In High School if not smoking is not cool La. Just smoking. Don't tell Mommy" said Farel. I stared at the puff of smoke coming out of Farel's mouth.

At home, everyone is not there. Hector hasn't come home yet, busy with extra tutoring because he's third grade Junior High now. Mbah Marni went nowhere. I'm so gabut want to do afternoon gini.

'Rel, watching the movie dong.' My message to Farel. Shortly a reply message.

'OK glide.' Reply Farel. I opened it when Farel was home.

We watched a horror movie. This time it was really horror until I was scared. Farel's shoulder I made cover.

"Yeah!!! the demon rail came out!!!!" I said while hiding behind his body. Farel silently sculpted. For a moment I realized Farel's breathing in my face. I realized our cheeks were sticking together. I raised my face. My eyes met her directly. Heninggg.

"La.. kiss yuk," asked Farel. Made my cheeks red instantly. The distance of our faces is getting closer. I gripped the back of the sofa getting stronger. What's it like.... kissed guys??? I started to close my eyes. Suddenly the shadow of Vano kissing my cheek flashed. Haaa...why did he fill my mind at a time like this. It sucks!!!

"Buidahhh...... would you pervert yaa??" Hector appeared startling. We broke up the road. Farel dropped himself on the carpet. I sat up straight again on the couch.

"Baby afternoon. Fuck up!!! Anyway I want a hamburger in Makdi for the cost of keeping my mouth shut Po!!!" said Hector stepping into his room.

"Who's the pervert? What did you see, man?" Farel is still trying to defend himself. Hector doesn't care about entering the room. I'm speechless. Got a kiss didn't get spoiled yes. I want to throw my sister away.

"We try next time" Farel whispered with a smile. Makes me even more clumsy.

***

I have a new gang at SMK. Consists of five koplak people who sit at the back. Me, Tita, Tora, Idah and May. Don't think Tora's dashing. She's a girl trapped in a guy's body. Hihihi each of his actions made us ngakak. Dance movement is sometimes more gleaming than us who are pure girls. He was our dance teacher's favorite student.

Today we last entered before semester two. We passed the test. Tomorrow we will receive a rapot. A relaxing day that makes heppy.

"Pak pop ice brown five in plastic yak!" tora's orders on our subscription ice seller. Plastic is cheaper than cup. It also contains more. We prefer plastic. Hihihihi student bag management.

The stall was on the other side of the school.

"Later I met the same guy dong," said Tita.

"Where?" my many.

"Who?" ask May. Concurrently.

"Later he came to the school gate" said Tita.

"The habit of looking for acquaintances is not clear" said Tora.

"What are you clear about?" ask Tita back.

"No, I'm some kind of astral creature" Tora said as she poked her lips. We all laughed.

"What matters is the handsome itself, Mas" commented the ice seller.

"Beauty??? She's pretty times," Idah commented. We're shaky again.

I saw a tall boy in front of the school gate.

"Tit, Tit, isn't that one?" askaku while nudging Tita's shoulder. Our attention was turned to the guy who was taking off the helmet. Our jaws are equally open. That dude. His lips also slightly forward. Tora laughed immediately.

"Eat noh. It's nice if you need buto to make a stage do not have to make up," cerocos Tora sadistic. We giggled again.

"Well different anyway... photographed handsome!!" Tita does not accept while showing her phone. We're going with kepo. Contacting hp Tita.

"Yes really handsome, but it turns out the camera effect," I said as she shirked. My friend's friend mangosteen. Tita in the fog. Don't want to find that guy.

"Ra you found. Pp I'm five of us. He doesn't know which one is the real Tita. Pliss Tor, you are my friend. Yes yes yes," said Tita Melas. A really crazy idea popped up in Tita's head.

I think it's funny that Tora was Tita. I also encourage Tora to push.

"Basic!!!.... Brocel's turn is in my favor. If it is smooth to be worshipped alone," Tora murmured. But walking towards the guy too. Haha.