Love Across the Road

The Poetry Competition I

Finally, the day has come. My beloved school birthday. My smile broadened like a toothpaste advertisement when I got to the parking lot. I stretched my grip on a piece of my poem, then stepped confidently out of the parking lot. As soon as I arrived at the school field I was greeted with a sound check from speakers that were so loud. Also made flabbergasted with a large stage located in the middle of the ceremonial field, do not forget also the charming and lively interior. Anyway, this morning was so different, there were no lethargic faces on the faces of the students, all of them excited and cheerful.

"Tests 123... Check 123!"

"Eh, here's his mic where's the other one!" Gilang, the head of OSIS, was screaming early in the morning at speakers like herbal medicine sellers on the roadside.

When we arrived at the class, the atmosphere of the class became very crowded. The Arthi and his gang are busy looking for the perpetrator who ate two pieces of sponge to be sold in the bazaar stand.

"Eh, you're Bonar! Why you!" Si Arthi pointed at Si Bonar's face while glaring.

"Just you accuse me, how could a handsome man like me be a thief?" Bonar held up his hand in the air, as if he were being interrogated.

"You lie boils seven rows seven banjar you, want!" Arthi pointed right at the face on Bonar's nose.

I laughed at Arthi's Tirade. "49 dong," I commented.

"Eh, cringe of times!" Bonar shuddered in horror as he hugged his body.

While Dea and his eight-member gang, busy dance practice Korean-style that they will display later in the day.

"Git, that compact dong!" Dea clucked in annoyance.

"Eh, yes sorry De!"

"One more time."

Different things boys who look relaxed just sit at the table and intellectual snobs chat about the problem of moving the capital that is crowded in the discussion.

"Too the capital moved to Kalimantan, we become the children of dong village."

"Yes, the orangutan is now changing its name to a city person."

I just smiled at the conversation, and I wasn't interested in joining. While sitting on the bench, I smiled shyly. Then reached into my bag, picked up a piece of paper with a poem for today's race. Just opening it was already pounding my chest, ah will Meliana like this poem? I smiled embarrassed again.

*****

As the event began, almost all of the students crowded in front of the stage, watching the various kinds of performances presented. Some of them choose to sit in the cafeteria, and some of them choose to smoke in the bathroom, this is a gang of naughty children. While Bonar and I were different from the others, Bonar chose to watch the show from class, and I, sitting next to Bonar, chose to watch Meliana watching the show on the field.

"Nad!" Si Arthi's voice echoed in this class.

"What/What?" Bonar and I answered and looked at each other.

"Danar!" The Arthi glanced cynically at Bonar. "What's my business calling you, Bonar!"

The Bonar thaws a piece.

"What, Thi?" my many.

"This is a poetry contest, get ready!" The Arthi took me out.

My chest suddenly rumbled. Then I looked at the field, and I still found the silhouette of Meliana's body standing there. I smiled as I held onto my chest, enjoying each of these tense beats. Akhs! I was excited to imagine Meliana watching me perform on stage.

"Nar, manhunt!" The Arthi are not anxious.

"Yes, yes." I got up from the chair to approach Arthi, but Si Bonar held my arm. It made me turn to look at his face and subconsciously notice every acne scar on his chubby cheeks. I smiled proudly, finally Si Bonar managed to fight his acne. Holy hooch! Why is this like a scene in a soap opera? No, it should be holding my arm a pretty girl, not even a fat guy like Bonar.

"Wait!" said. I just kept quiet while looking at his face. I saw him take his hand out of his pants pocket, his tongue sticking out his right thumb, my eyes glaring to notice, and. My hair suddenly stood up, I glanced at Si Arthi who was vomiting in disgust, while Si Bonar smiled proudly revealing his rows of teeth.

"Wild handsome!" he said with a proud smile.

"That's really you, Bonar!" The Arthi nagged while shuddering in disdain.

*****

My heart was pounding even more as I stood backstage together with the other class participants. Of the many races that I often take part in, this race that makes me the most pounding. Even if you think about it, of course the level of this race is much lower than other races I have participated in. I don't know, maybe because I thought Meliana would watch my performance later.

"You're my place to study..." The voice of the participants made me more nervous. There have been 9 participants who performed and I did not expect that everything would perform as well as this. And after it's my turn, I'm the tenth player to perform.

"This one participant, we have often heard his works through school radio. I suggest you what he looks like now? We'll call, Danaaaar!" Dini, members of OSIS as well as my broadcast partner who was sent today as the host, was heard calling me to go on stage.

With my eyes closed I sighed and exhaled deeply, only then climbed one by one the stairs to get on stage.

"Good luck yes!" Dini whispered to me, I threw a smile back at her.

Then I began to recite the poem I had created with all my soul and body.

"*Thank You My School

Works : Danar Daniarto

It is a gift that I can study in this place.

Because I don't need to go to China, if I'm in this school I can learn everything.

Nor do I need to go to khayangan, if at this school I can find a beautiful angel*..."

"Huy!"

"Cieeeee!"

"Anjaaay!"

The boisterous atmosphere as I recited the third verse of my poem.

"... There is no need for me to fight with the sword, if with a pen I can win and bring change.

At first, there is no need for me to come with a piece of diamond, if this poem alone is enough to express your feelings and make your heart melt

For my school, I thank you very deeply.

Because of you, I can see my future so close and beautiful before my eyes."

"Aaaw marry me Bang Danar!" Erik shouted hysterically from the audience, making the other audience laugh.

"I'm with you, Nar!" The Arthi shouted loudly.

"My friend, my friend!" The Bonar was busy asking for confessions here and there.

Dini as the host, went on stage with a sweet smile that she threw at me. He's proud of me.

"Good, Nar!" he praised, slowly.

"Okay please get back to the backstage, Danar!" Early talking using a microphone let me down.

"It's cool guys, Danar's performance was! Eits don't worry, we will call the eleven participants who are no less cool. From the twelfth grade of IPS 1, we call. Daniy!"

I was greeted like a celebrity by my friends when I got off the stage. Erik, Bonar, Arthi, Dea, Beni, and the others smiled proudly waiting for my presence.

"I'm proud of you, Nar! It's smart when you do poetry for school while seducing," said Bonar with his stone accent.

I was just grinning while scratching my nape.

"Winning doesn't win is important gokil!" said Erik, the others laughed I laughed too. But I looked up when someone patted me on the shoulder. It was Dini, while carrying her microphone, she smiled at me.

"Of course, you're always cool, Nar!" his praise.

"Thank you" I replied.

"Hey, who was it! My friend!" The Bonar patted his chest, proud.

But the faces of all my friends turned sour when Eygra and his gang came to us. They put on faces underestimating me.

"Pretty proud of that age?" ask Eygra.

I kept quiet, not provoked.

"Conscious, Nar! Which every effort you make just makes Meliana shy!" said. The corner of my heart was fluttering to hear it. Meliana also said so the other day to me, but I did not know the shame I was still reckless to display this poem in the middle of a race, in a crowd of people, and became a spectacle.

"God!" I turned to Dini who was advancing bravely against Eygra. "Danar never said that this poem was for Meliana. What is the name Meliana mentioned in the poem that Danar appeared in earlier? Don't you?" Dini attacked Eygra with a cornered question.

"Danar just wants to perform his best poem in the race and not one of Danar if the kege'eran chick!" Early pointed to the right which turned out to be Meliana who stood staring, hearing everything.

"Mel," I murmured.

"I'm not ashamed you're behind a girl!" eygra lips.