
Unlike Tera who could already breathe a little relieved.
Unlike Gilang, this year was probably the hardest year for him.
He has become a third year student, which means next year will have to determine where to continue education.
Moreover, he was also forced to study even harder in order to be able to return to boast of his parents.
The second semester in the eleventh grade he was even still ranked second, how it did not make his father even more angry with him.
This year, if his ratings don't improve then all his living facilities will be kept by his father, making him feel depressed and more willing to play out there.
But he also does not like if his parents continue to distinguish themselves from Lanterns which for two years has always been ranked above.
I don't want to have to hold on for a minute, he thought.
...***...
This morning, he left for school after Lantern left first, after arriving, he passed his old class because his new class had to pass the class that is now occupied by Lantern.
He felt astonished, seeing Tera sitting in his favorite seat when he was in the eleventh grade.
Staring at the laughing terrace with his friend who has been with him for almost a year often, from behind the window glass.
"Maybe he likes to sit there, or he's seen me sitting there, but when,!continue now what he means, Usually smart children will like to sit in front or in the middle."Glazed scratching his non-itchy head.
Why are you so busy watching other people, he thought again.
He passed into his class, forgetting the girl who somehow often interfered in his head.
...***...
Even though he had just re-entered school, the girl who had sat in the twelfth grade had to immediately receive increasingly difficult lessons, making him not feel at home for a long time in his class, he said,although it is easy for him to put all kinds of lessons into his brain, but there are times when he feels bored learning like this.
This year he also returned to meet the homeroom who was a little more assertive, but once his fate in this last class, he thought.
...***...
Today went a little longer than usual, probably because the first day all the students were back to face new faces in their new classes, making all the students feel a little different, including Gilang.
Every year the teachers at their school always separate all the students from their friends in the previous class so as not to always associate with the same people,also so that they can get to know each other and know that they do not just have to be friends with classmates.
Missing a little upset because almost all of her old friends are different classes with her, it might also be different lesson time.
It will make it difficult for them to meet often.
He really doesn't like his current situation.
But how else, it was very unlikely for him to ask for a class change let alone a school change.
He must be ready to undergo the remnants of his High School, along with a new atmosphere in his class, must also be ready to face the demands of his parents to get into a top university.
...***...
Go home from school, Gilang immediately left his class, ran to the class of his old friends, but in fact they have all dropped out of their respective classes.
She irritatedly ruffled her hair.
How can the first day like this be so annoying, his friends with the heart to leave him alone.
He stepped through Tera's class, where there was still Tera and Sela who really liked to go home when all her friends had gone home.
Tera glanced out and saw Gilang walking alone, if there was no Sela he might have run after Gilang.
Gilang walked slowly on purpose while waiting for Tera to leave her class.
He's at the parking lot of his bike.
Tera and Sela separated in front of the school gate because Sela had been picked up by her father.
Gilang saw Tera who walked slowly towards the stop, then drove his motorbike out of the school gate.
He stopped by right next to Tera who was nearing the stop.
Looks lonely there, meaning the school bus has passed.
"You're not coming along"
"No, um Gilang first, I'd like to take the bus."
"The bus has gone from earlier, lo see itself is lonely, you want to meet the naughty children like that time."
Tera vividly remembered the incident in late June, she was indeed afraid that she would have to meet the bad boys again.
"Oh yes, but the helmet"
"Let's be calm, I'll keep it anyway, this part is not a helmet for me, it's always brought because my friends often ride."
Tera nodded and climbed on the bike, while holding on to Gilang's shoulders, then took it off when it was on the bike.
Gilang put forward his motorbike even though Tera was scared to sit behind him while holding the strong end of his jacket.
Realizing that, he pulled Tera's hand to hug her waist.
The astonished Tera immediately withdrew her hand and released her grip.
"The real son", ntar abis nyuruh handle, I diomelin again."in Tera
Finally Gilang lowered the speed of the motor and let Tera fold both hands in the chest.
He felt strange because he had just pulled Tera's hand.
He took the bike with a little unsettled, and finally chose to stop at the roadside park as he did some time ago.
Then tell Tera to get off the bike and leave her there to buy drinks around the park.
Refresh with a cold drink of his favorite mocha flavor.
He who doesn't know what Tera likes buys the same flavor as her.
He held out his glass to Tera.
"What's this Missile taste?"
"Mocha"
"Create aja gilang aja all of them, I do not like the taste of mocha," while thrusting back the glass.
"Down if you don't."
"Darling or, if thrown away mah,mas Gilang is very good to waste money,"
"Yes, that's why we drink."
Tera was forced to hold the glass and drink it little by little.
"Mas Gilang is very strange".
"Say what lo."
"Eh no."
"Mas Gilang why do you like it here?"
"Gue doesn't like it."
"Well, keep saying come in." Tera was upset that she should have reached home but instead stopped by here with this person who hated her.
"Let you can play, I think I see you still fit to play here, all of me friends because I happen to be bored because my friends left me."
"Mas Gilang haphazardly, I'm not a child SD tau, kalo mas Gilang bored, sana play alone."
"Come in, here's a shout."
They went inside and Tera immediately headed for a small swing that could support her tiny body.
He sat there swinging himself with both feet.
"Mas Gilang, never watch the drama."
"Not really, why?"
"If inrama, in this place the same people they like, continue to be swung with the male actor,"
"When I came here even with my employer, how fierce again, wrong a little angry, continue not to like me too." Tera grumbled to herself because Gilang walked backwards away from her.
Tera sat in the weaving while still trying to finish her cold drink.
"Hand." Suddenly I surprised him.
But Tera said, holding onto the swing rope, and letting Gilang push the swing firmly, she laughed there, not expecting Gilang to do such a foolish thing.
They spend time like SD children playing there, while occasionally taking small children who happen to be playing with their parents.
...*...
It was getting late in the afternoon, and already showed at half-five in the afternoon, Gilang and Tera phones were ringing together.
Gilang gestured for Tera not to pick up the phone, and she picked up the phone from her mother.
"Hello ma'am"
Haven't had time to say anything, his mother had nagged him and asked various questions, even though he had just played until the afternoon, and again not with his friends, but with his 'sister'.
"Don't tell you where?, who are you, surely the same friends who like to play games, right, remember ya, in this third class you can't play games as you want, you can't play games,you like it always got angry with your father, and mom got it too, now quickly you go home, before Dad gets home, Oh yeah, you see Tera no, this is her mother is also busy nyariin him, too,he now so like to play too huh, lest you teach."
Miss even to keep his HP away from the ear, and turn on the loudspeaker so that Tera also hears.
"Mas Gilang, that's madam mas Gilang, then my mother must also be angry with me, this is because of the Gilang mas tau, even stopped by to play here."
Tera now grumbled until heard by her mother and Jullie's mother.
"Say, you're the same Tera, where are you?"
"The mom's kids' yard, then Tera missed the bus, so I took her home together, kept stopping by here."
Tera almost cursed if he did not remember the boy in front of him was the son of his master who also often helped him, even though with a little lying.
"This era, you, why do you like to bother people so much, not to go home quickly help mom, even ngajak nak Gilang stop by everything." Nur's mother answered across the street.
Gilang smiles win.
"Yes ma'am, here I am going home."
"Yes, hurry up and go home, before Gilang's father gets home."Jullie's mother replies again.
Gilang cut off his phone.
Then walk first towards the parked motorbike.
"Mas Crazyaaaang."
Really, son, the era of emotion while throwing the empty drinking glass into the trash.
"He didn't like the taste, but the glass was so empty."Gilang.
"Mas Gilang next time if the person who is sincere, now even turn on me, usually also nolongin, who will not stop by who, who is wrong?"
Tera put on her helmet carelessly, without putting on her safety strap out of annoyance.
It was like seeing Tera one year ago, where the girl also had trouble buttoning the helmet safety around her neck.
Gilang held onto Tera's helmet and quickly fitted it.
Tera froze, always made shocked by the treatment of Gilang which until now always changing.
Gilang noiselessly climbed on his motorbike, waiting for Tera to wake up from her daydream.
"Wooyyy, you want to walk lue mbak."
Tera regained her senses and quickly climbed up the motor Gilang.
Gilang realized how innocent this girl who was a year different age from himself was.
Even just being treated like that alone made him petrified.
Unlike his classmates who almost all know the world of teen romance.
Gilang took his bike slowly because Tera was afraid to touch it.
...*...
Behind him, Tera continued to feel confused, deep in his heart, he wanted to continue to see Gilang being kind like that, he said,but he also did not deny that tomorrow is not necessarily Gilang will want to look at him let alone take him home from school together.
He misses the figure of a man who cares for himself like his Father who always pays attention and teaches him many things.
While he could not hope much for Gilang, who was the son of his master, if he was to be caught expecting the attention of this child, perhaps he would soon be expelled from his current residence.
Tera increasingly hopes to be able to immediately solidify himself and become a person who deserves to meet Gilang later.
...*...
Gilang, who was almost aware of his feelings for Tera, now felt strange, because he often deliberately invited Tera to meet, in order to be able to pay attention to the girl secretly from close.
It's hard to understand the strange feeling at this age.
...***...