love 6 seasons

love 6 seasons
gentleness



A few moments after the mother's departure..


"Rachish, eat your breakfast duLu! "


" yes, I'll be down soon "


(no. no. I went down the stairs to the dining room which duLu filled with my mother's laughter).


" Daddy has a meeting today, right? "


" ooh yes I'm late, you eat your breakfast after that ask you to take you to sekoLah! "


" Love you, Rakhis "


sambiL kissed my forehead my father went to leave the house, a house that was silent without the presence of mother.


" anto! let's go. I'm finished with breakfast "


Bbrmm..


DaLam perjaLanan I went down the street which duLu decorated with the shadow of my mother unconsciously I shed these tears


" you're okay Miss? "


" it's okay, anto, I just "


(Pay in sekoLah Baru, yaa sekoLah new in my opinion,)


Today is entering my last day in Junior High where I should be able to tell about the greatness of being a senior, tell stories about close friends, punishment from teachers, and the beauty of senior romance.


But I can only handle it without it all, I'm just an ordinary student that sometimes I feel like I'm not seen.


Rrriy...


taak. takk...


" Store of mathematics now "


" what? math, I'm dead, I'm not working on the PR of a baron "


" uhhh, can still run no huh? "


" cash kembaLi to your seat! "


(all the students in my Class are tense about this math lesson, but I'm just flat on whatever it is)


" well, all the PR kids please be gathered! "


" who doesn't work, come forward!!!"


(From a distance there was a sound of footsteps heading to Las)


" I'm sorry, sir, I'm slow, "


(he didn't sit in his chair playing in a line in front of Las with 6 other students who didn't work)


" who is it? "


" wahh new child, already dare not to do PR and come late "


" find her dead? "


The boy's name is Tyo he's a transfer student from a private school.


" byo? you're not supposed to be a big brother now, are you?? "


(one of the male students asked him, who turned out to be a younger brother to Las Tyo during the elementary school)


" i still want to be a Junior "


He smiled, like there was no burden in his life, despite being punished, why is he still smiling??


my eyes looked at him and our eyes met his gaze like a child happy with the punishment.


" Everyone in front, out and standing forward to Las sambiL lift the book PR kaLian!! "


" aah... How long is it, sir? "


" o geez sir, maLu sir "


"THIS TIME!!! "


" it should be maLu for not doing PR, not maLu for standing outside!!! "


" GET OUT!!! "


" sampe hour of teaching Mr. SeLesai! "


The boy did not comment, he replied "SIAAAP PAK " while smiling keciL .


I'm amazed to see that he never felt burdened even with a punishment


" grd. ckkk "


(our eyes looked again, and He winked at me)


nggg.. I bowed maLu sambiL meLiriknya out of KeLas..


(my heart is pounding considering his smile)


("haaaa... My heart why is it so tight? " )


" let's all open kalian's book, let's correct the PR! "


......


......


(2 Hours later)


Ting. keg....


" okay, all ,haLaman will be next number 1 to 20 for PR next week! "


" well geezn this much PR her "


" most pack PR "


" well yesterday I was still confused sir, this plus again "


" YOU ARE THIS, want to add PR until 50 soAL??!! "


" TIDDAAAAAAKKKK SIR!! "


" Baguss! "


" Good day, kids ! "


(from Alam PerjaLanan toLas, pak Baron ordered the children outside to enter the daLam keLas)


and.... Tyo he sat down exactly de beku with his younger brother during the basic school


" Hey.. hey.." (sambiL patted my shoulder he asked)


" what was the PR? "


" ngg.". " (i stared at him, his face full of cheer despite LeLah being punished, my heart! holy jeez!! my heart beats again)


" that was 57 to 60! "


" ouu okay "sambiL smile keciL winnowing teeth to the details


" My name is Tyo, what's your name? "


(with blushing cheeks I looked at her)


" i'm Rakhis! "


" ou Rakhis, Gentleness well "


(how could he know the meaning of my name)


" salam kenal, tomorrow I'll borrow your note !"


......


Seriate...