
"Mantau .. This just fits Tan, if only blacken his face anyway, I'm sure he would be angry with you Tan, Tan, because you are one of our friends who often wake up early" said Azmi while holding back her gelatinous laughter.
"Where do I know Mi, last night all the lights in the room are dead, so I can only blacken her face, and actually my intention is the same Mi, so I just, but you know what my view looks like?" sultan's question was only answered by Azmi's nod, because he was afraid that his speech would hurt the Sultan's heart.
"Gue was astonished as you dah Tan, I swear, you said your eyes are bad in terms of seeing the letters in front of the blackboard, you said, but if you enter the race into the thread into the needle at the time of the school held the event seventeen Augustusan, but you often win champion one."
The Sultan thought Azmi's words had a point too, and he confused it, why when he saw the writing on the blackboard, all the writing only looked like ants that were crowding, though from first to second class the Sultan sat in the front bangu, but still the writing on the board still looks the same and never changed.
"Yes, too, Mi, I didn't have time to think that way I swear, this thought was made half-conscious by my bad eyes, even my friends, my teachers, my teachers, until my parents thought the same thing as what you said earlier, let alone you, Rere also thought the same thing as Mi."
The confusion is still in the mind of the Sultan, everything he faces today is still a mystery, even the figure of Akbar who became his best friend was still confused, confused, though he also has the same bad eyes as Sultan, but why until now Akbar can not see clearly between the pinhole and the thread that will be inserted into the needle.
They both still think about it until now, and finally they both prefer to leave and postpone all the confusion until there is free time they can spend again later.
Kringg, kringg, kringg ....
The Sultan's cell phone rang, and this time the phone call came from Rere, not from a fraudster or from an alarm.
If not for Azmi's words, maybe Sultan would not be silent and daydreaming like a confused person, even the look of his face looks so cold and his gaze is also so empty.
So confused Sultan, he did not realize that the woman was calling his name, but how annoying Sultan, and he even answered the question of what Rere, what, while the woman there asked the Sultan why.
"Yes, what's Be?" sultan asked briefly, where the look on his face looked so very surprised when Rere spoke using a slightly loud tone of voice.
"Ihhh .. I said you why, kok, you even answer what! actually you already realize what Tan has not yet, the feeling from earlier I called you just silent," said Rere look confused, why now the attitude of the Sultan looks so strange, so strange, usually the Sultan always responds to his words as quickly as possible.
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Rere shook his head, he thought the Sultan was marahan with Azmi, but the Sultan's problem certainly did not lead to it, he said, but he was just a little surprising some of his shortcomings that it turned out that the shortcomings were even made a point of confusion by everyone.
"Indeed you did what else Tan did? what feelings have I seen lately, you often fight with your friends, can you get along a little?" pinta Rere, but what he was thinking was certainly not really the case, only when it comes to fighting with other people it is often the natural Sultan.
The Sultan was surprised when he heard the phrase fight, fortunately Rere's speech did not lead to the direction the Sultan was thinking, if it happened, then the Sultan's life history ended.
Now the Sultan was a little nervous, but his nervousness did not make Rere suspicious, because Rere only thought that the Sultan was at odds with his friends, not but was at odds with others.
"Well, no, Be, I don't fight with my friends, besides I'm just confused because my eyes are always a point of trouble and confusion by everyone, anyway, even you are also often Be," Sultan only looks nervous at the beginning of the throw he said, and the rest he spoke as usual back.
"Dih, you rese! why do you accuse me, besides I don't know what you mean Tan."
"Yes sib you forgot Be, that's loh .. about the pinhole and a thread," the riddle of the Sultan made Rere laugh, he said, so all this time he was talking about an unresolved issue as well.
It turns out that it is the reason that makes the Sultan confused, whereas on the other hand Rere is also equally still confusing it, it is, why could Sultan put a strand of thread into a very small pinhole with just one try, while looking at the writing in front of the blackboard alone he was so overwhelmed, he was so overwhelmed, to the extent that the camera phone that witnessed it itself, that Sultan had asked for help from him when the situation was precarious.
"Keep laughing Re! until you remember the time that has passed, that a Rere was not good enough in dealing with trivial problems such as inserting two thin threads at once into a pinhole that is not so small, very small, and just plainly a Rere is taunting me, but he hasn't figured out that I'm more capable than you."
Rere smiled faintly, he seemed to be embarrassed because he had once underestimated the Sultan's bad eyes which turned out that what Rere was thinking was not the same as he thought it was.
"Then from that Tan, why can you do it so easily, even though my eyes are fine, but why are you more able than me?" ask Rere who hopes the Sultan keeps a secret he can hear.
"There is no reason to explain all that Be, until now I am still confused, but what I feel now is really unexpected, what is clear is that I can only be grateful, because if I complain about what he has given, then my fall underestimates this greatness."
Rere and Sultan smiled, what the Sultan had said made Rere's insight increase, and what is called gratitude should be Sultan tanami, not just Sultan, Sultan, but everyone who has the same fate as him, or that is the owner of a worse fate than him.