
I played my pen. Occasionally make some abstract strokes on the paper. While Zahra was leaning on my shoulder while playing her phone. An empty clock is boring sometimes.
"Tock... Geck... Geck..."
The sound distracts the whole class.
"Sir, excuse me for calling Eresha the same name Zahra called Mr. Chandra." Obviously the woman.
I immediately got up from my seat. Zahra's body, which was still leaning on my shoulders, almost lost its balance. Zahra and I walked out of the classroom following a girl in front of us. We were told to wait for Mr. Chandra in front of the office. It wasn't just the two of us, there were a few other disciples. About ten people, and they were all our classmates.
"OK, kids. Look, our school is going to run a dance race for next Sunday. So you think you're fit to be a member. You also often win dance competitions. So, please cooperate with the children." Obviously Mr. Chandra.
"So we're going to a dance race sir?" Ask Anya.
"We're all going to be a dance group sir?" Timpal Rini's.
"Yes, this is your training uniform. Please change your uniforms. We start training today." Obviously Mr. Chandra while thrusting a stack of uniforms that are still wrapped.
With passion we took each of our uniforms. This time our uniforms were completely out. The motive is not flashy enough or excessive for just a training uniform. It's kind of casual for me. White t-shirt, pleated skirt with knee length and name sticker attached to the back. We look like Korean girls.
Some people have speakers. Others wait while warming up. We're going to do one of the most popular Korean songs. If you are a KPop lover and you are attending Produce 101 season 1, you definitely know their theme song titled pick me.
We memorized the basic choreography for each member. This is the main thing, because we will be tested and the test results will determine our position. I was busy memorizing the movements by looking at her dance videos on my phone. I repeated it a few times, and so did the others.
"Well kids, we start the test." Said Mr. Chandra.
We were lined up longitudinally so that our movements could be seen throughout. I turned to my left right, making sure our ranks were tidy. The instrument that is the intro part of the song has been heard. We started to bring out all our best abilities. Mr. Chandra seemed to be seriously observing us, correcting every wrong move. He is a great coach.
Until the three-minute song was finished. We set our breath in breath, waiting for Mr. Chandra's decision.
"All kids. After the evaluation, I will determine your position." Said Mr. Chandra.
I can feel it in my body, an organ that is not very deep. The tempo is getting faster, barely irregular.
"For back positions, Ira, Ara, Azka, and Tami. For the lead dancer positions, Zahra, Tyas, and Rama. For the dancer position, Anya and Rini. And the last one for the center position, Eresha." Obviously Mr. Chandra.
I was stunned in disbelief, I was able to occupy the center position. Usually I always occupy the position of playing dancer with Anya. Sometimes Anya is often chosen to be the center, because I have to admit if she is more talented than me. But, for this time they entrusted the center position to me. You know what the center position means? That means I'm going to be the center of attention or the spotlight of the camera, and I'm the one who has the most and most important parts. My friends also seemed to mind when I became the center. Very happy, difficult to describe in words.
***
We started training again in a predetermined position. Maybe today is a lucky day for me. First, I was chosen to be the center of this group. Second, we quickly mastered the movement.
Our training continued without rest. Our tiredness has been overcome by the spirit of each of us. Some automotive children who were empty hours, seemed to be standing in the hallway. Some were watching us from the corridor, we seemed to be the center of attention back then.
***
The bells of the first resting omen had echoed. We stopped the exercise for a moment. I went to the toilet to wash my face. The men's and women's toilets are next to each other and are limited only by a brick wall high enough to touch the ceiling of the room. I heard the voices of two people who seemed to be arguing. I turned off the water tap so that the sound I heard was clearer. I close my body to the wall.
"But the cave can't keep pretending to be Ren's gini. The feeling of the cave can't be fished."
"But you can't be selfish either! You see he's been secret admire lo for years and even you don't care at all!"
"Gua can't continue to be pretentious to care for him! Though the heart of the cave is not for him! Try to be in the cave position."
"When you're perfect, you'll never find anyone as sincere and as patient as Eresha."
"But ga ga ga love Eresha, ga ga ga can not continue playing this play. Kasian he'll know the truth."
I'm pecking on the spot. My legs went limp for a moment, my body collapsed right then and there. I hope I heard wrong, I hope I'm not the only person named Eresha in the world. The confession I just heard was enough to make me lose all my spirit. My face is heating up, my eyes are too blurry. Tears had gathered in my eyes, preparing to fall and wet my cheeks. I held myself back from crying at that moment.
I got up by grabbing the sink. I put on a tough look, like nothing happened just now. I was sure I stepped out of the toilet. My eyes are still glazed, but it's not a serious thing.
I joined the other members. I close my grief. As if that had never happened.
We continued the practice, while the other students were still enjoying their break hours. We were once again the center of attention of the entire school. We stand in our own positions. My left leg suddenly trembled. Brother Sendy also watched our rehearsal at that time. But I'm sure my feet didn't tremble because of his presence or even because of that. A few seconds before the song played, I jerked my feet. I hope my legs will be fine.
The song has started, my legs are still safe throughout the song. The thing I was most afraid of was the ref, because there was a jumping motion in that part. And sure enough, my fear was all this time. I fell for no reason. I grimaced, enduring the pain. Suddenly my friends stopped and carried me to the edge of the field. I can see the anxiety on their faces. He immediately did first aid to me.
For a while my position was replaced by Anya. Their training continued, without me of course. That's natural, after all the waves next week. I hit my feet hard. But, swiftly a hand prevented me. Hands with the black watch I know. Yeah, that guy. The man who a moment ago made me so beaten back.
"Don't hurt yourself." Said the man.
I hurriedly removed my hand from the man's grip. I turned my face away. He was sitting next to me at the time. We watched the training in progress, silence unmoved.
"Don't be too hard on yourself." Say
I just looked towards him.
"Don't be too self-absorbed. Don't make yourself depressed. Don't make yourself too fragile. Because the cave cannot be present when you are at your lowest point. Take good care of yourself from now on." Reciprocity.
"meaning?" I began to get confused.
"The cave has to go sha." His word.
It seems to be serious this time. I looked at him worriedly.
"Where?" Ask again.
"Gua will go to Japan for selection next year scholarship program. The cave next year is over, and hopefully the cave is there." Evidently.
"How long was he there?"
"A little over a week."
"Abis it's brother coming back here again right?"
"Dong definitely."
"But, why did you say kayak? It's like my brother's going far."
"It is far away, to Japan it is far away."
"So when did you leave?"
"There's two more weeks."
Both corners of my lips lifted, forming the most sincere smile ever. I want to spend this weekend with him before he leaves for Japan. I paused my intention to discuss the incident in the toilet earlier. I don't want to make the mood worse.