Lala The Dancer

SMP

I fell in love with the dance world. Several times can be a champion in the nari competition. Traditional or contemporary dance. Mbah Kung accompanied me here and there. This competition list. Accompany me to practice and during the race. Comfort me when I don't get a champion.

"At least Lala was good for Mbah. Lala remains the champion in the heart of Mbah," comfort Mbahku. It keeps me excited even if I don't win sometimes.

My friendship with Farel continues. Where we always both went. Inseparable. We were even accepted at the same Junior High.

"Lala! It's lala!" farel shouted from outside the house.

"What's? Here in!" jwabku from the inside. I'm preparing my equipment tomorrow. Tomorrow is our MOS time. Kinds of tools must be brought. Starting from gunny sack bags, garlic necklaces and banana gancet necklaces. Bread, water glass packaging, and brown 5 facet that should be wrapped with purple plastic. Addition for girls should be in pigtails two with white red tape. I'm preparing all the luggage tomorrow.

"Are you all ready?" farel asked as he entered the middle room.

"Udah. You're lacking what?" I went back to Farel.

"I'm confused about the same five-sided chocolate," Farel said.

"Yes brown in the fifth square of the rail. Trus in wrap what cake. What matters is the color purple" I replied. While throwing chocolate 5 sides of my side.

"Now, take it, I'm still left over," I continued. Farel smiled happily.

"That's dong. It's called a friend for good" Farel said, imitating a word in a cartoon song next door. While taking the rectangular chocolate is not symmetrical.

Three days of work arrived. It's the last day, my spirit is already at its lowest. It turns out today the material is the introduction of scouts. The seniors took people from outside. Alumni of this school. A senior approached me. While we were still marching. I didn't pay much attention. Tired already.

"Name?" tanyakanya.

"Lala, sister" I replied.

"I'm Vano" he said, then left me. Vano??? I remember papa's friend's son. I came home a few times when my dad was home. He was also good friends with Hector. The tengil who came with karate. It turns out that he is also an alumni of this Junior High School.

"Can anyone dance?" vano shouted in front of our line of MOS children. His eyes are clearly after me. All the MOS children were silent. It's almost afternoon, but we're still in the sun.

"If no one comes forward to dance, you don't go home" he said still attached to see me in line number three. I'm still quiet.

"So don't count to three, no one comes forward for nari. Shitty indeed!! I advanced on the count of two.

"What do you want to know?" ask her while smiling.

"Contemporary. Traditional modern. Just put on Adele's Don't Remember" I said. He's still smiling.

"I saw that dance in the pendopo. Good.. let's pull here, '" whispered Vano to me.

"This dance of your friend shut down MOS for three days. We welcome the performance of Vanila Jean Alie, "he shouted. I'm kind of dumbass. He knows my full name.

I'm a contemporary nari who a few weeks ago I performed with a friend at the tanggar tariku. Just in a different costume. My costume this time is embarrassing. Two pigtails hair, random face scramble without make up. Scout uniform complete with hasduk and black socks. The story is alone again.

"She seems to have hit you" Farel said on his way home.

"Emangs. He's papa's friend's son. Also come karate near the sanggar," I said. Farel mangosteen mangosteen.

"It looks like he's really pretty pretentious. Nyebelin that," said Farel again. Emaaang dahhh. 100 for Farel.

***

I was doing my usual activities. Rotating between school, stage and dance. Farel has a different class than me. But we often rest together. We remain compact. Even though we are teenagers now. My oldest childhood friend is this Farel.

He was also the one who backed up my lesson because of nari.

"What?" ask Farel out of the house. I handed him the notebook I borrowed yesterday.

"Thank you" I said. Farel accepted.

"My class is up to the math you said was hard. You didn't graduate yesterday? May I help you clear up before the remidi?" ask Farel.

"That's so dong!!!" reply excited. Farel smiled.

"Come in here." he said. I immediately entered his house. Mathematics is my hardest lesson. I often get overpaid than I graduate. Hihihah. In contrast to Farel. He's very watered down when it comes to math and IPA. Although other lessons are good. Farel is always the champion in his class. My grades are just perfect in art. Just one maple. Hihihi is another origin pass and some remidi.

***

my arm was accidentally grabbed by Jefri, my classmate. When I want to sit at my desk. Jefri is famous for being a thug and likes to make trouble. Farel's behind me. Want to teach me complicated physics.

"Basic prankster!!" I said while glaring at Jefri.

"What lo, sinden kono," Jefri sneered at me. Wonder me. What is wrong with traditional dance? I've always supported my family, but some of my friends have bullied me because I'm a dancer.... Is there something wrong with traditional dance??? I always respond to their bullyan with a back bullyan. Who's afraid. Some mentally and dare not bully again. My mouth if it gets upset spicier than habanero chili, said Farel. But this Jefri is a bit stubborn. He's not tired of bullying me.

"What are you modern about? Your mother is a rich grandpa. That's a lot of your acne. Your face looks more like a road not yet paved. Don't have the money to buy acne medication??? Poor ya??? Poor little belagu!" my reply was long enough. Some of my friends laughed at my words. Jefri's face was red. I look embarrassed and angry. He pulled my right hand. I mean take me out of class.

"Here we go outside!!" jefri. Farel kept my left hand in his grasp. They pull me the attraction.

"I'm not ashamed to make noise with girls!! Rough again!!" farel said fashion is not relaxed.

"My business. Take him off!!" jefri doesn't lose nyolot. Their pull is getting stronger.

"Let go. This hurts," I said, because it was painful.

Farel quickly approached Jefri. Hit her face hard. Jefri bounced around.

"Anji!!" maki Jefri wakes up to attack Farel. They beat jotos a few times. My friend broke up including me.

BP's teachers came and took Farel and Jefri to BP's room. I followed them. Keep saying that Farel is not wrong, but ignored. I was told to go out with the teacher. BP's room locked from the inside.

Farel and Jefri were eventually convicted. Three days suspension. Farel made me promise not to divulge the real problem to our two parents.

I used those three days to tell Farel the subjects that were left behind. Too bad for Farel. He's a smart student.

"I'm sorry your Rail got punished" I said, feeling guilty.

"Father, don't feel guilty. We friends have to defend each other. I also hit Jefri first. I've seen the style of pretentious thugs," said Farel. I smile. We smile at each other the same.

Farel climbed up the tree in front of his house.

"Can you still climb??" he shouted at me below.

"Ihhhh, chimehin!!! Wait there," I said excitedly. We were up in the tree again.

"Yes...."

"Hummm," I replied without looking. Enjoy the view.

"I like you." said Farel without looking at me. Looking at the sparkling river water hit by the sunlight. I gugub responded. Confused about what to answer. Finally just shut up. Farel doesn't talk about it anymore either. We were down by magrib.