Love Tactics

Surat Kak Anas's

^^^19-July-2012^^^

^^^Smpn 91 Cahaya Negara^^^

Last week it was just me who was angry waiting for the lesson to be finished, thank God Nayra is now with me.  She was a lick but I could see her biting her index finger while turning carefully to look at the wall clock behind the classroom.

"What time?" I whispered, my face still staring at the mother who explained, so that she did not suspect our movements.

"Eight, four five," Nayra replied while writing the numbers displayed on the blackboard. Great, he still had time to divide his time. Not to be outdone I followed Nayra.

Bianca's mother sat in the teacher's seat, she fiddled with her phone ringing to make us annoyed, fortunately my male friend had the courtesy not to complain clearly.

Our attention turned to the mother who put her thick book in the bag. That means....

"Well, I got in early so I'm gonna be out early, too."

Luck sided with my class. Especially me and Nayra who had been trying to see Mom and the clock fairly. For that reason should be happier for the decision of the mother is us, her cheering and tos ria are men.

"Eh, but...."

Everyone was silent, some stopped laughing, sat up in a huff and the more was a rough sigh.

"Mother absent first well, earlier forgot," Bianca's mother said as she held back a laugh. Again, we laughed as if afraid to let go of our happiness if pulled back.

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"You're the one who came in, Nay," I said in fear when I heard there was a teacher inside.

"Wait for the teacher to come out" different from me, Nayra looked calmer.

We were standing on the walls of the seventh grade a and seven b, just in case we could run faster towards the classroom and only this place had no glass windows. I leaned my face to the left right there was a translucent glass window, to see who the teacher was teaching as well as looking for a carefree seat.

My eyes widened when I realized the teacher saw my whereabouts, maybe I peeked too long. I immediately pulled Nayra to squat.

"The teacher knows I'm nervous" I replied to a question drawn on Nayra's face.

"Who?" Nayra now voiced her question.

I hesitantly and thoughtfully replied, "Sir Alim."

Nayra grimaced, now she's the one who pulled my hand. We ran away from the carefree class without getting what we were looking for.

In order to escape from the sangar teacher, Nayra and I walked towards the canteen on a further route. Even if we pass in front of the class, the Uks room, biology laboratory, chemistry, computer, room, office and library we have arrived at the canteen. For the important room it was deliberately used as a block unless the library does not know why, after all I am a new student.

We had a few classes already, we just wanted to continue to the cafeteria but it turned out, whether this was lucky or unlucky. Mr. Alim was out right at the break bell.

I patted Nayra's shoulder with the remaining energy, my eyes were already wanting to close so tired, the legs were also in constant pain.

"In.a already per.gi," my hand went out after patting Nayra.

"Hufft, yeah."

He pulled my hand again towards the carefree class, he is indeed great. I am the weak one.

Inadvertently I saw the man who was respectful to the flagpole, the sweat filling his head until his feet pierced through the cloth he was wearing. Why did I just see him there? Is it because of too much running? So I stomped the hand of the girl who kept dragging me.

"Nay, he's Anas's brother, right?" I looked at Nayra, with no intention of severing my sight of her. Since Nayra was moody due to the carefree statement regarding her brother being friends with Anas' sister, I thought he had a love affair between Anas' sister. He used to be pale, too, so I'm speculating he's third.

"Yes, why?" nayra asked back, with a relaxed look on her face.

"Have it been established since? How can I not see yah?" I deliberately asked the unimportant, so that he does not suspect, eh instead of even more suspicious well?

Nayra chuckled, "just maybe the Queen, I didn't see that either."

Lazy to see Nayra who did not show such an attitude at that time, I turned to look at Anas' brother again.

"Alhamdulillah," my mind unconsciously grateful when I saw Brother Anas also directed his eyes at me.

"Eh, fuck. That is to say," I speak to myself through the mind. Praying that speech.

Maleness, that's what I'm going through. Staring at a handsome man is a scary thing, we can be enchanted without a spell spoken. I don't know how to act. My heart wants to keep looking at it, seeing those sharp eyes, but logic dominates that this is not good for people around me who will think otherwise.

"You looking for a cheerful? Ayok ayok," I quickly walked ahead of Nayra.

My heart was pounding as if it was going to explode. Only once I have misbehaved, my faith is declining well? But, her eyes are beautiful.

"Istighfar, Queen."

I shook my head, intending to test Nayra, uh I was trapped. You know, I didn't stop my steps just now when I dragged Nayra.

"Still strong stand bang?!!! Would you like me to read your love letter that Rita's mother has torn?!!!" yelled the man behind me.

My ears let the scream digest my brain. I'm being made aware that hoping it's not good.

"But heart? I told you Anas' brother was Nanda's girlfriend" whispered Nayra in a mocking tone.

I glanced at him, even though he was joking, I wanted to hug his head tightly.

"Anyone Anas, make love letters in class, not all novels? Hehehe, "our focus was on the man who shouted earlier, laughing at his friend as he stepped through us.

I looked at Nayra when I saw her stature, it was like we knew her. High body, somewhat full body and thin eyebrows....

"Sir Anas, huh?" said I ventured. The man looked at me closely, he tried to hold back the laughter but to no avail. I wonder why he is so happy? Upon realizing it I immediately glared at hitting my mouth.

"I'm sorry, I mean. This brother is his brother carefree?" totally unethical speech. People say that mispronunciation can happen because we think about others, and so thinking about it we say it unconsciously. If he knows what that person is saying, then I'm in danger.

Where do you want to put my face? A guilty mouth, then my likeness gets the impact. If Anas knows how dare I go to school again.

"Right, what's up? Do I have debt? How many decks?"

Spontaneously I shook my head, I elbowed Nayra who just watched us chat, I'm sure she was shocked because of my courage to say hello to Brother Riang. Giving her the code to take over the conversation was a brilliant idea, I don't want to talk anymore afraid of her calling someone who isn't here, except cheerful of course.

"Crowsy where's brother?" Nayra said straight to the point. We were hoping for anxiety when Brother Merrily opened his mouth. It's like a slow motion we didn't expect.

"At home, can't go to school. You're friends, aren't you? Big brother, this is well, a cheerful license," he reached into his pocket and gave us an envelope, and Nayra received it.

"If you know, why can't you go to school?"

"There's a hitch."

I swear I would love to throw his head into an empty flower pot.

"Later if Sma entered the language department yes, you are suitable to be a journalist," after saying the unexpected, he turned around to leave us. It must have been just to take the letter to the carefree class, but since the letter was already on us so he went back to his class.

Nayra patted my shoulder trying to calm me who was bluffing my teeth. Although he also tried to hold back the laughter due to the insulting advice from the man.