
The next day in the afternoon, I went out for a walk to Amel's house in the hope that I would meet him. Still a few dozen meters from Amel's house, there was a black car passing by me and not long after that the car stopped in front of Amel's house.
I stopped my steps for a moment, watched the car from a distance and then a man came out of the car and hit the bell at the gate.
When the gate opened, a well-built man came out to welcome the man. My eyes are eye-catching to clarify who the figure of the sturdy man and I'm surprised is the bokapnya Amel. The two of them now entered the house and left the fence slightly open.
15 Minutes passed, Amel was seen coming out and entering the black car and then followed by a man carrying a car. Before getting into the car, the man had a conversation with his father Amel. The man then shook Amel's hands and the black car walked away leaving the man who still saw the car moving away.
I ran straight to Amel's house. Shortly before the fence was closed I was a little screaming.
I: Sir! Wait a minute the fence don't close!
He opened the fence and tried to remember me.
Father: You are this.... Naufal right? Tumben play here, what's the deck? Amel's Nyari? Amel just went with his girlfriend. Here, let's go to Naufal's deck.
I: Not sir. This is what sir, nggg.nganu, I think so go into SMA XX that you offered before.
Father: Oh good that way, good.
I: Later tonight ba'da maghrib father is at home? My father wanted to find information about this XX High School.
Father: Can, can. Please, I'll wait after Maghrib ya deck. Want to go in first?
Again, the father offered me to come in. I think this guy really pushed me into his house.
I: Ngg. Excuse me first, assalamualaikum.
Father: Waalaikumsalam.
I: Oh, I forgot, whose father's name?
The father chuckled.
I: Oh, thank you Mr. Rendra. Excuse me first.
And after the Maghrib prayer, me and bokap are already at Mr. Rendra's house
2 Days after my bokap meeting with bokapnya Amel.
Bokap and nyokap I have returned to his hometown last night and back using the train. From the conversation between my bokap and bokapnya Amel the other day, it can be known that Bokapnya Amel is a school committee that knows close to the principal so that the procession of registration of my new school can be spelled out quite quickly and it is certain that I will go to school there because of NEM all I have is above the minimum limit in order to get in. Now, I just need to complete the files that must be submitted to the school and the deadline for submission is 5 days before the schedule of teaching and learning activities begins.
Honestly, here I am a bit disappointed because every time I apply for school, starting from Elementary School to High School I have never been rejected though and must have entered the school in one try. I want to feel what it feels like to be disappointed when rejected by the school we crave, feel tired of traveling from one school to another to register, monitor the development of the names of incoming students based on the order of grades, and learn more, and there are many more that I want to feel behind the ease that I receive.
And one thing I don't understand about Amel's bokapnya mindset is why he can be as good as it is to other people he has only known for a few days back. But what I caught here, bokapnya Amel always think positively of others. It's not like I'm individualistic and sometimes under-estimates others.
6 Days before the holiday period ended, I was escorted by Bokapnya Amel to school to carry out a re-list procession using angkot. Initially, bokap Amel refused on the grounds of saving and can be delivered using a car. But because I here do not have a vehicle and have to use angkot, so he finally agreed while teaching the angkot routes that pass through my school.
The registration process is complete. Then I was given a piece of paper containing about the arrangement of the Student Orientation Period activities or MOS, the items that must be brought when MOS takes place, etc. After returning from school, Mr. Rendra gave a message if if I need anything can directly come to his house.
In the evening, I told the house that I had been accepted into the school. Before going to bed, I sleep on my back while looking at the ceiling of the room and fold my arms over my forehead.
High School time yes, he said this is the most beautiful time.
But what will my High School be like?
Still full of facilities again?
Still no more close friends?
Still individualistic again?
I hate this situation. Always think about things that are not necessarily happening.
Because my body and mind were getting tired by today's activities, slowly my eyes began to close. And it didn't take long, I've flown into dreamland...