LATHIS

Punishment

After school, Fyla just took her footsteps to go to the teacher's room. There are still a lot of teachers there, because the school bell just rang a few minutes ago.

“Sorry, Sir. Which Bu Ani desk, huh?” ask Fyla to one of the teachers who are familiar with him, namely Mr. Heri as a sports teacher and extracurricular basketball coach.

“Oh, you. Tumben here to find Ms Ani? Usually find Mr Tino?” ask Mr. Heri confused.

Fyla was silent for a moment. For some reason his heart now felt lazy to meet and deal with the people who were in that world, even though those who made mistakes to him were only a few. But, for him one did all the affected.

“Ah, no more business with him, sir,” replied Fyla politely with a sweet smile that appeared on her lips.

“Loh? Not that you're still in that excrement, yeah?” ask Mr. Heri again.

“I intend to resign, Mr. ” Although in his heart he is lazy to discuss this issue, but he appreciates every question raised by Heri, because he has great respect for him as his coach.

“Oh, so. Sorry, well I was the point. Bu Ani's desk is in front of my own table row,” said Mr. Heri. Fyla looked ahead, and sure enough there was Bu Ani sitting holding a book with a student in front of her.

“Not a problem, Sir. Thank ye. In that case, I went to Bu Ani first,” said goodbye to Fyla while kissing the back of Mr. Heri's hand.

Actually Mr. Heri does not want to shake hands with physical contact to women. However, especially basketball children he allows kissing the back of the hand, because he said basketball children are considered like his own child.

Fyla's headed for Bu Ani's. But, when he almost arrived, he passed Deffa and Mr. Tino who were seen chatting seriously. As their eyes met, Deffa and Mr. Tino threw smiles at Fyla. However, Fyla immediately turned her face away and continued her steps.

Deffa and Mr. Tino sighed seeing the response given by Fyla. While Fyla is very bodo and does not care about the two of them. Let it be considered impolite. What does it matter?

“Assalamu'alaikum, Mum.”

“Ah, waalaikumsalam. Please sit, Fyla.”

“Iya, Mom. So, what's my punishment, well?” ask Fyla after sitting in front of Bu Ani.

“Your punishment, help Arka for shopping needs requested by some extracurriculars. Can?” ask Ani Ma'am.

“Hah? Arka, Ma?” ask Fyla surprised.

“Iya, right next to you,” reply Bu Ani while pointing at Arka who is playing the game.

Fyla turned her face and instantly her expression turned lazy.

“Bu, myself. I don't want to be with him,” subtly reject Fyla.

“Cannot. You yourself are asking for punishment from Mom. So, you can not protest,” said Bu Ani while staring fixed Fyla's eye bead.

“Is. Yes, Ms.” Fyla just resigned to the strange punishment that he was living at this time.

“Ya. You guys are leaving, gih.”

Fyla nodded and stood up from her seat, then she kissed the back of Bu Ani's hand and walked a few steps. However, he felt that Arka was not following him. When turning his head, Arka was still sitting with a cool hand pressing the button on her phone.

Growled. That's what Fyla is feeling right now. Bu Ani who saw Fyla did not stay away became astonished. As her eyes looked into Fyla's eyes, she saw the girl was focusing on one thing. It turned out that Fyla was focused on staring fiercely at Arka who was engrossed in playing games.

“Arka, go there. You carry out your punishment. Well, Fyla has come,” said Bu Ani.

“Later, Mom. I'm playing games again,” reply Arka relaxed.

“Buruan depart if you do not want to be hit by a lioness,” whispered Bu Ani. Arka frowned confused by what was said by Bu Ani.

Suddenly his eyes bulged as he recalled the one name mentioned by Bu Ani. The name that would accompany him carries out his sentence. Fylas. Fylas. Fylas. The name kept ringing in his head. Like a broken cassette, his encounter with the girl this morning managed to get him to end his show playing games.

It could be dangerous if he keeps playing games and ignores Fyla. He's gonna get sprayed, and right now they're in the teacher's room. It would be a shame to multiply. Just imagining it had succeeded in making Arka shudder in horror.

“Yes, Arka left first, Mom. Assalamualaikum,” said Arka while kissing the back of Bu Ani's hand.

“Waalaikumsalam,”

Arka rushed over to Fyla who was looking annoyed at her.

“Lemot,” chirps Fyla while stepping her legs leaving Arka.

“Heh, good. I'm playing games again, you do dateng, sih.” Not to be blamed, Arka blamed Fyla.

“Gue is in charge, well. I was wrong to be punished. I just don't understand,” ketus Fyla.

“Wah hijak war. Udah diem, we use my car right,” said Arka and only responded with a short nod by Fyla

“Which item list? I want to see,” asked Fyla while thrusting her right hand.

Arka reached into his pocket and took out a piece of paper containing a lot of writing.

“Buset, many also want to buy,” said Arka right next to Fyla's right ear, making the girl a little surprised and staring cynically at Arka.

Fyla refocused her attention on the paper in her hand. Instantly his eyes were glued because there was the name of the thing on the list.

'That stuff can be replaced. In fact, at a higher price. But can his memories be restored? I don't think it's. That's what makes me so heavy for your apologies, Def.'

Arka was astonished to see Fyla who was only speechless with eyes staring at the paper that was within her grasp.

“Hoy. What are you doing daydreaming, anyway? Later so add a long time, nih.”

“Eh? Oh, aye. Come in,” reply Fyla.

Arka was silent while looking at the strange face of Fyla who was nervous. Moreover, he just realized that Fyla's eyes were swollen, must have been crying. But, what does it matter?

“We want to buy from which one?” ask Arka.

“Ekskul sports aja first,” replied Fyla directly approved by Arka.

“How much do we buy, the ball? Here it is not written,” asked Arka while pointing at the paper in Fyla's grip, to accidentally touch Fyla's hand.

“Heh, hold it. Unclean,” sewot Fyla while pulling her hand and rubbing her hand into the school skirt she was wearing.

“Lu think I'm a germ?” tanya Arka flat. Actually he was a little offended by Fyla's behavior, but he just let it go for now, because he realized where it was at the moment.

“Not, anyway. But her sister's a germ, more dangerous,” chirps Fyla with her rest.

“Badness,” hiss Sharp Arch.

“What? Want to get angry?” challenge Fyla while raising her chin. Arka who saw that just screeched and resumed her steps.

“Eh, don't leave.” Unknowingly Fyla pulled Arka's right arm, causing Arka's steps to come to a halt with her eyes staring at Fyla's hand still holding her arm.

“Don't leave. If I say, you bother later. The ends say the real to Bu Ani,” ketus Fyla.

“Iya, baubles. Release your hand, he said unclean.” Arka quipped Fyla while glancing at her hand that was still held by the girl.

Instantly Fyla regained her senses and took off her hand that had been holding Arka's arm.

“Udah, let's go. Ball each take 3 aja,” break Fyla.

After a few hours in the mall, their sentence was almost over. There is only one exkul only that they have not fulfilled.

“Alhamdulillah, it's done. Crumple my body,” groans Arka while stretching his muscles.

“Lebay is so, anyway. Just one more, nih.” Fyla does not seem to want Arka to be around for too long. The proof of the girl reminded Arka of their punishment.

“Iya-iya. Yes already, let's go directly.”

“Eh, Fyl. I don't understand the ginian issue. You choose, yeah. You're the child of this exkul if not wrong,” cerocos Arka without realizing the change in look of Fyla's face.

Not getting a response from Fyla made Arka frowning confused. He turned his head towards Fyla to see the girl's activities. However, what he found was the girl's composure with her eyes looking straight ahead.

Arka who does not want to take a headache, just call the shopkeeper and choose randomly. Then pay it and write the school address, so that the object is immediately delivered to the school.

Finished with everything, Arka saw Fyla who was still standing in her place with eyes that could not be separated from the object she had seen earlier. Either Arka's feelings or indeed Fyla's eyes were slightly watery, which must be the look on the girl's face today showing sadness.

“Heh, let's go home. Why stand there directly from earlier?” jikak Arka who managed to disperse the reverie Fyla.

“Eh, yes. Come on,” stuttering Fyla.

Arka frowned confusedly because Fyla had been like that twice. It's weird, he thought.

“Where is your house?” tanya Arka broke the silence that struck.

“On Saturn Road, Asteroid Housing block E. Home Color Silver,” reply Fyla quickly.

Haiy. Up again, huh? Don't forget the criticism, the advice and the support, well. Thank you 😚