
"Let's Diana!" said Bu Fani resuscitated my daydream. Perhaps, Ms. Fani was surprised to see me still standing beside my desk and not yet following her.
"Ehh, good ma'am," I replied with an awkward smile.
Finally, I tailed behind Bu Fani and left Nurul with all her curiosity.
Arriving in the teacher's room I was invited to sit on the sofa, and now my face is face to face with the face of Bu Fani.
"Diana" said Bu Fani softly.
"Yes, Mom," I said with a smile looking at Bu Fani.
"Lusa, you're scheduled to continue your short story race. Are you ready?"
"Hmm... sudden impact Ma'am?" I asked because I felt too fast, Ms. Fani told me. Usually if there's a race at least a week before Bu Fani tells me.
"Yes, Di. You see, only yesterday afternoon Mr. Kepsek got news from the race committee," explained Bu Fani.
"Not now the competition is heavier huh, ma'am?" I said not confident.
"Just calm down, Di," said Bu Fani while stroking my shoulder. "Importantly you have tried your best, practicing your writing skills as often as possible.
Kan, not long ago you entered the race, it can be an experience and learning for you. For the problem of the result we can only rely on Him," said Bu Fani while raising his index finger up.
"This is. National level, Mom!" I'm feeling worried.
"Diana, I believe in you. You will never disappoint your school. I will always support you and guide you as much as I can."
"Alright, Mom. I will also try my hardest, and train as I can, Mom," I said excitedly.
"Good! Now, you take your school bag. Today, you have been training here all day. I will ask permission from the teachers who will teach in your class" explained Bu Fani.
"Good, Mom!" my words feel good.
Yes, I am happy because I will avoid the threat of Nurul who will interrogate me, about what relationship between me and Zen.
"And so that tomorrow you can rest all day, Di!" continued Bu Fani.
I just nodded, then left Bu Fani and took my bag into the classroom.
Because tomorrow is Sunday, I intend to go to work. "I'm sorry, Miss Fani," I muttered as I stepped my foot.
"Because, if I don't go to work, I'm gonna be out of my salary for a month" I thought.
Tomorrow is my first and last day at work. Because, in the next three days I will struggle to get all my energy and my mind out. Will I be able to raise my school degree, or will I stop respectfully.
Because, from the words of Bu Fani did not seem to force me to become a champion. Champion or not, but at least I can bring a little fragrant good name to my school.
After I picked up the bag, it turned out to be true, all day long I kept thinking about imagining my imagination and writing it into a story. With the theme that Bu Fani has given, I also write word for word into a sentence. Crack up a few sentences and become a paragraph. Paragraph by paragraph, paragraph by paragraph I go through, and be a story that is quite interesting.
When it was almost late in the afternoon, I was allowed to go home.
***
"One more time I'm sorry, Miss Fani. Because today I had to go to work. Because I've been embarrassed for too long skipping work. I'm still hoping for a paycheck this month" I said feeling guilty. Because yesterday I was willing so I could rest and practice writing my short story at home.
I also left in the morning while not forgetting to bring some sheets of paper that I had written yesterday.
So later, if the workshop is not too busy, I will memorize it so that it can become a grid when I take the race.
"Hi, Ka Fadly!" my greeting to Brother Fadly after arriving at my uncle's workshop.
"Hi, Diana... How you doing?" sahut Kak Fadly's.
"Good Brother. It's even better," as he stepped closer to Brother Fadly.
"It seems like it's my first and last day, brother!" I said I was a little embarrassed.
"Why else, Di?"
"Hmm. It seems like the next three days I will be leaving for the race, sister!" quickly answer.
"Yes, nice donk. The spirit! Don't give up! I'm here safe ko'. It can still stop everything," said Fadly gave encouragement.
Since the situation in the workshop was quite crowded, I did not have too many conversations with Brother Fadly.
Usually, before I do my job I always keep my phone in the corner of the storefront.
Today is really very crowded, a lot of motor in and out of this workshop. I don't know, just change the oil or who wants to service the motor.
I was also made here and there to serve buyers.
Suddenly...
Trett... Trett... Trett...
My phone shook a few times. I'm busy serving the buyers. And Brother Fadly grabbed my phone and wanted to give it to me. However, it seems that he glanced slightly at my phone.
"Di, you owe me an iceman?" ask Brother Fadly.
The deg!
I immediately remembered Zen. Contact name Zen kan Iceman haha
"Ehh, yes Brother. I forgot to pay!" answer lies.
"Here, lift it up! From earlier call mulu!" while putting my phone in my hand.
I also slowly shifted the green button.
"Hallo!" my words answered the phone.
"You want to die! Long time answering my phone!" zen scolded me.
"What's? You seem to be scolding me! I was working to know!" I answered a little upset.
"Can't say the right words! Little dead. At least you want to die. It's not like I have to live and
keep living, so I can be with you and live with you!"
I chuckle to myself with my words.
What is Worldaa???
Guilaahh Crazy!!!
(Whose special feature? Who knows, answer below.) hehe.
While on the other side, it sounded silent as he was Silent in Copyright.
But I forgot when I spoke, where I was.
Suddenly...
Gerr....
"Buahaahahaha." Everyone laughed at me.
"Cieeeee...Diana ... Which Iceman are you after??" ledek Kak Fadly's.
At that instant my face instantly blushed red, enduring the unbearable embarrassment. "No.ko' Brother. I just remember Andre Taulani's flutter on television. hehe" I said.
"Yes, you're an Iceman, too, Di.. In..!!" god Brother Fadly to me.
"What a handsome Di, that's an Iceman. Until you pull out your fighting style? haha.."
"It looks like I've lost the competition!" said Brother Fadly blinked his eyes.
"What the hell, sister, not satisfied Brother saw me scolded by Sister's boyfriend?" I said a little upset.
Yes, because repeatedly I thought his girlfriend was Brother Fadly. Some of the women who once loved Brother Fadly, they always felt jealous of me. Because Fadly looks pretty good. So sometimes they are angry, there is a neror through whatsapp, and there is also a sudden jutek.
How not are they like that, because if Brother Fadly is friday, he can force me to eat from his feed. And, my old spoon she used to eat her own food. Isn't it weird?
Suddenly a motorbike parked in front of my uncle's workshop. I know that bike, of course, with the guy.
"Wealthy people are free, want to have any bike. From small to big'. From the usual to the. haha"
"I have a proud bicycle!
What is my meaning!" my inner.
"Come with me!" someone's orders. Who else if not Zen, The Commandant.
"No, I'm working!"
"Come on, just a minute!" zen is a little pushy.
"Kan, I told you on the phone, I'm busy. Is working. Never mind, go there!" I said drive out Zen.
I didn't realize that a pair of eyes were watching me.
"Ohh, apparently this Iceman is what makes you crazy, Diana.." said Brother Fadly teasing me.
Zen's face, became confused.
"Iceman, what's the connection?" thought Zen.
"Ssttt... quiet!" I shouted silently towards Brother Fadly.
"Hehe. Lately, you have been ignoring me! Sad.. hi.hi.hi" continued Kak Fadly pretending to cry.
"What the hell, brother!" I snapped while stepping on Fadly's feet.
"www!" yell Brother Fadly.
"Lumayan is also your strength yes, sweet sister.." passed by while rubbing my chin.
I also spontaneously wiped my chin with my palm.
"Oh, go there. If you're here, it'll make me jealous!" said Brother Fadly while laughing.
Just pretend she's jealous, because besides she already has a lover, she also just thinks I'm her sweet sister.
Me too, out of the window loop. Because the storefront as a skat between the seller and the buyer. Also, as a barrier between the waiter and the place where the mechanic works.
"I'll go for a minute, brother!" my permission while walking out.
Maybe, since it's lunch time, Zen's here. But where to go, I don't know, I don't know!
Seriate...