Mila script

Mila script

The smell of soil when it rains makes that sense of comfort present. Tea and the sound of rain accompanied each other. Staring at the rain made his mind comfortable, telling a story. About someone who is looking for himself. Seeking what is desired for himself. About Love, Love and Dreams.

Call her Mila, Mila Aksara. Jutek but kind and a little sweet. A woman who pursues what she wants. Her dream of becoming a writer always came to her mind. But because of other things, he had to undo his ideals. Bury it deep and forget for a moment.

Mila and her mother were in the living room. They seem serious about something. There seems to be a dispute between them. I don't know what problems they're having. After a long debate, Mila rushed off to her room with an annoyed face. While Mom looks sad after arguing with Mila.

In her room, Mila covered her face with a pillow and shouted out loud, expressing her annoyance. Mila looked for her phone and called someone but there seemed to be no answer. Then he threw his phone in the bed. Mila felt why not a single person understood her at this moment.

Morning's...

Mila stepped quietly down the seemingly deserted school corridor this morning. Mila looked at the watch in her hand and it turned out she was coming over. Mila sighed, as if there was a burden on her mind at the moment. Suddenly from behind she is startled by Yana, her best friend who happens to be one class and one seat with her.

"It's a really big mile." Yana pats Mila on the shoulder.

Mila just smiled thinly. Yana embraces Mila and walks into the classroom. It turned out that the class still looked deserted and there were no people. Mila put her bag down and sat down and put her head on the table, like she wanted to continue her sleep.

Seeing her best friend listless like she had not had breakfast, Yana took her out. "Mil, breakfast yuk! Laper is me. You haven't had breakfast, have you?" Yana stood beside him.

"Males ah, Yan. You go on,,,!" mila said with her eyes closed. Without further ado, Yana immediately pulled the hand of Mila who was about to put her head again on the table. "Lu really, really, Yan. Males knows me!" Mila is mumbling because Yana forced her.

"Udah come on! I'm just hanging on." Yana woke Mila from her seat.

With lethargy finally Mila followed the wishes of her best friend. They rushed out of school to eat at their rice stall. Yana sat in a long chair facing the shop window and ordered breakfast for the two of them.

"Mom, two-pointed rice with tofu vegetables" said Yana slightly shouting.

"Mom, Mila, yes. No need to know." continued Mila.

The mother just nodded and it didn't take long, two plates of rice sitting on their orders came before them. Yana received the plate and looked at the contents of the plate and smiled. He gave one of his plates to Mila.

Mila received with a frown while clucking. "Mom, Mila just said it's the gravy."

But the mother who sold rice did not hear what Mila said and was busy continuing to serve other children.

"Yes you too, Mil. I know that my mother is less horrified. It's so small, what a whimper!" said Yana. He laughed looking at Mila who looked annoyed. Mila then moves her yummy to Yana's plate.

The mother of the rice seller was named Bu Wiwit. Wiwit's mom is a little less auditory. So if you want to buy should be a little scream so that he can hear clearly. It's not rude, but it has to be the concept.

Yana ate her food first. "Make a vase, Mil! Buset long enough to eat it." he said then downing a glass of warm tea.

"Patience!" shouted Mila with a ketus.

"Well, Galak! That's Mila,,, that's, like,,,"

Yana seduces Mila who is out of her true nature. Yana really knows how the nature of her best friend, fierce also jutek. So if you see his best friend is lethargic, not cheerful. It made him wonder and not cool either. After paying for the food. Yana intends to invite Mila to hang out for a while at their tongkrongan stall. To just burn a cigarette, the activity after eating.

"Mil, hang out for a second." moved his hand as if he was smoking.

"Oh yeah, Yan. I'm males,,,! I went to class." Mila flinched away leaving Yana.

Seeing his best friend just leave. Yana quickly embraces and forces him to come along. With a body size that is 2x larger than his body. Mila could only resign and could not resist.

In the place of tongkrongan there are already Seno, Tian, Wahyu and Amar. They are close friends of Yana and Mila. Mila is the only girl among them. Actually they were Yana's friends in 10th grade. Well because it just so happened that in 11th grade they were all one class. So Mila joined in and played with them.

Okay, we used to know these 6 friends,

Yana, he's the guy who has the highest posture among them. His height is about 180cm. He's a futsal whiz and also a fighting guy. His voice is most often heard. Yes, you could say, the most disinclined in tongkrongan because of his courageous attitude. Very close to Mila. Friends, neighbors, motorcycle taxi drivers and protectors Mila.

Tian, the guy whose attitude was the coldest among the others. Her soft and shady appearance always makes a girl's heart captivated, and also comfortable when close to her. A good futsal partner for Yana and she secretly likes Mila. But his friends knew it, even though he only liked it in silence. Highlight his eyes as he looked at Mila who spoke and whispered.

Amar, the sports lover, especially swimming. We often call him, the water man. He is also a booling guy. Coolest and fashionable among others. But when it comes to love, he's the worst. Alias never dated. Yeah, I'd say 11-12 with Tian.

Revelation, the laughter creator who has a big tall body macem gym trainer. He also has a cute face and a thin mustache. His hilarious behavior always invites laughter. Anything would look funny if he did it. Although at the beginning of his body said to look like a gym trainer but he was the most lazy guy when it comes to sports. What he likes is just eating and playing PS, yes so his work. If forced to play futsal, at the very end of it is always a goalkeeper does not want to be a player. His breathing is limited, he said. Yes, there are many reasons. But he was obviously the entertainer of all of us.

Seno, well this last guy is the troublemaker. Shortest among his friends. The man of emotion, the tempter, and his loyal fighting partner is Revelation but closest to it. Seno is often in a cold war with Revelation because he always helps his snacks. Narcissistic man with his myriad of absurd romances and poems.

And the special one among all, he is...

Mila, the only girl among these guys. The fiercest, most chatty, most good at making them creep disco if it's already raging. But she's the most considerate girl and always thinks about her friends. Her hobby is reading novels until she forgets time. He's the one who's always relied on when it comes to lessons. Yes his brain is very useful for his friends. A little spoiled but not a complainer. His firm stance sometimes made him a little stubborn.

A short introduction from them.

"Where are you, Yan. It's just nongol." said Seno. Seeing Yana coming along with Mila.

"It's breakfast with Mila." Yana approached them while burning her cigarette.

Mila who disliked the cigarette smoke moved away from him and sat down between Seno and Tian.

"Abis breakfast, but how is Mila lemes? What did you eat, Mil?" in a seductive tone, Seno nudged Mila's hand.

"Eat Ati,,,!" ketus answer. He was greeted with laughter by his friends.

"That's a hell of a thing, Mil? It's still early." Seno Bete saw Mila in the morning already angry at him.

"Udah lu diem. PMS him again." Yana sat on the motorbike and watched her friends joking.

"Ooooohhhh, pantes,," Seno said. Saying the words of Yana. "Eh but PMS is every ?" ask him with a pretentious face.

"Every day?" tian said that this time around.

"The blade,,,!" god again. Then her laughter sounded very satisfied after teasing Mila.

Yana gave a small smile seeing her best friend being teased by Seno and the others.

"Huh luh! Do it! You bother mulu anyway, Sen!" yana said, laughing too.

"Kidding me, Mil. It's aja ngambek. I'll tempt you so you don't bete." said Seno with a sweet snob while his lips were about to kiss Mila. But it failed because it was immediately fielded by Mila's hand. Yana who saw that also hurriedly pulled Seno's hair. "Sick napa, Yan! Etdah,, lu maen jambak aeeee." shouts Seno with his calf accent. Mila also smiled a little at the behavior of her friend who was a little expel her mound. "No, he's smiling." Seno was happy to embrace Mila. But it was again disputed because Mila hastily landed her head on Tian's shoulders. Once again Seno was disappointed and punched the small wall next to him. "Mil, Miles. You are so much the same as me." The envious Seno looked at the affection of the two of them.

"You accepted your fate anyway, Sen. Your fight won't be with Mila" said Amar. Patting Seno's shoulders while laughing at his friend's heartbreak.

Tian just smiled at Seno's behavior. She gently stroked Mila's hair. "Why the hell, Mil? Stuffed Again?" tian asked in his trademark soft voice and Mila just nodded lethargicly.

Without them knowing the school gates will be closed. Mila who saw that immediately stood up and ran. Yana who saw Mila running towards the school followed her along with the others. Thankfully it was not too far away. So they arrived just before the school guards locked the gates. Mas Dedi, a call from the school children for him because he is still young and also not married. Mas Dedi was about to lock the school gates but Mila came and held him down. He spoke in a breathless voice after running fast from the stall to the school.

"Mas Dedi, I'm sorry Mila went to the shop first, bought and took the medicine" he said. "If you can come in, my. Please,,,," Mila pleaded.

With pity, Dedi opened the gate for him. "Tomorrow don't be late anymore."

"If it's not too late, Mom! Proof Mila didn't have a bag." Showing hand.

"Not Mila, but them." fixed his gaze on the children behind Mila.

"Okay, Mas Dedi. Ready,,,,,!!!" yell at them at the same time.

They immediately ran towards their class. But it turns out that their classmates are being dried in the field by their homeroom teacher, Mr. Hamzah. He's a fierce homeroom teacher whose hobby is to talk screaming. Either the tone of his speech is high or his ears are less clear hearing. No one dared to ask him directly. Those on the ground are being punished for not collecting the tasks that should have been collected today. Then with a sneak and without a sound Mila and the others entered the class. But before they stepped in, it was first discovered by Mr. Hamzah.

"Where are you guys going! Line here,,,!" shouted Mr. Hamzah. It obviously made them all shocked and failed to get into the classroom. Mila and her friends joined together with the others in the field. "You have no hatchet. Every day is always late!" his emotions rose as he saw his students who were late. "This is Mila again,,,! You are a girl. Why play with men? Why are you with them?" mr. Hamzah's voice echoed to the corners of the school.

"If you're just out to buy medicine, sir" Tian said in defense of Mila. He heard Mila's reasoning with Mas Dedi in front of the gate earlier.

"Where is the cure? Why don't you go to the UKS or to the teacher's room to get some medicine?" he said while leaving his waist.

"So all breakfast, sir." Yana's turn to defend Mila.

"This again,,,! I asked Mila,,,! Why are you answering?" mr. Hamzah's eyes widened as if he wanted to pounce on all those who were late.

From the back row one person was staring at Mila while laughing sinisterly at her.

"I'm sorry, sir." this time Mila answered. "So it was breakfast with Yana. Keep going to the drugstore and meet them." Mila confirmed the words Yana and Tian.

"Well then. You will ask directly with the owner of the shop. Is that really the story?" as if I wasn't sure of their reasons.

Seno began to grow angry with her homeroom class. His ears hurt hearing him yell furiously. He longed to open his mouth against her, but his clothes were kept by Amar and Revelation. They knew Seno would act. If he did, it would be a problem for the six of them. With concern Mila and her friends looked at each other. If caught lying, surely Mila and her friends will be punished. Squatting road around the field. But Mila tried to convince Mr. Hamzah by looking at him without hesitation. Feeling a little cornered, Yana immediately thought hard to find a reason that entered deceived. Fortunately, luck came as soon as possible. They were saved by the arrival of Bu Yanti. Their Indonesian teacher who walked over to Pak Hamzah.

"Sir Hamzah, I'm sorry to be called by the Headmaster. There's an impromptu meeting like that."

"Good, Mom."

Mr. Hamzah rushed off with Bu Yanti towards the principal's room. Mr. Hamzah is known to be very devout with the Headmaster. Sangking obedient to forget his students who are drying in the field. Until his student had to shout to remind him.

"Sir, are we still sunbathed?" shouted Gani the class leader.

"DISBAND! Get into class!" shouted Mr. Hamzah.

They all disbanded and entered the class. How glad Mila and her friends, can get away this time thanks to Bu Yanti. From earlier, someone noticed Mila without turning away. He is Bian, Sebastian Prakasa. Smart cowo version 2 on the spot. Hahaha canda's. Mila realized if anyone noticed it without letting go. But he refused to turn away even a little.

The second lesson begins.

Bu Yanti entered the class to give Indonesian lessons. Bu Yanti is Mila's favorite teacher. Mila likes Indonesian Literature since sitting at the end of the 9th grade semester. He read a novel he found in the school library. Mila was completely in love while reading her story. Since then Mila began collecting teenage love novels and always took time off school to come to the bookstore. He would choose the corner-most spot to secretly open the novel he wanted to read without him going to buy it. You guys must have done it too or just Mila doang. Hahahaha sorry for the bookstore that Mila came to just read without buying. Understand the bag of SMP children at that time is only enough for everyday snacks. Mila can spend hours in the library or bookstore to read novels that are very attention-grabbing. Or just read the quote behind the novel. The worst yet. Mila can not be bothered if you have business reading novels. Once he was thrown by a blackboard eraser by his teacher. Because he likes to read novels in class hours.

Back with Ms. Yanti. In addition to this Bu Yanti female teacher, she is also young, beautiful, kind, and friendly. But behind his gentleness, he was very firm and also fair. What Mila liked the most was that this Bu Yanti was cool. Can be a teacher as well as a friend of his story. He always made it comfortable to take lessons. Bu Yanti is a substitute teacher because the previous teacher stopped serving after giving birth.

Bu Yanti explained the lesson as usual with a gentle, pleasant nature. His students are watching carefully. The beautiful cupping of Bu Yanti. Bad kids want to learn his lesson. Learn and also do the tasks given. She has inspired Mila. Mila aspires to be like her someday. Be a good language teacher and be liked by his students.

Bu Yanti explained the lesson while occasionally paying attention to her students. His attention was focused on Mila who from the beginning of the lesson started, was only busy with her paper. But he seems to know that Mila is not focused, surely because there is a problem. Mila was one of his students who was considered to love his lessons. I don't know why not today. Finished explaining the lesson, Mila was still focused on doodling the paper.

"Good kids. Now work on the next page." Bu Yanti closed the book. "Mila, what did you write? Did you notice you were focused on writing something? Can you see your writing?" reprimand Bu Yanti from her desk.

Mila did not answer. He did not even hear Bu Yanti call him.

Yana who was sitting next to Mila patted him on the shoulder. "Called by Ms. Yanti. Why the hell, Mil?" Yana was astonished by Mila who looked different today.

"Huh?" confused answer.

Mila was unaware of that. Yana showed her gaze towards Bu Yanti. With a listless bow Mila walked to Bu Yanti's table. Mila realized her mistake. Bian watched Mila anxiously.

"Sorry, Mom. I am not focused today. Mila just scribbled the book."

"You sick?" Bu Yanti checked Mila's forehead. He did not scold her except to pay attention to her. This is one of the reasons why Mila likes him so much. Not only with Mila and the other students he treated her the same. "No fever? Then what makes you lethargic and not paying attention to Mother's lesson today?"

Mila looked at the floor. "Sorry, Mom" he said.

He did not want to talk about the reason that today did not focus on receiving lessons and just apologized. Mila reluctantly tells her the problem in front of the class. His eyes suddenly glazed over. Bu yanti who noticed him immediately understood his circumstances. Then immediately told her to go to the bathroom to wash her face.

"Yes you've now gone to the bathroom and washed his face" he ordered.

Mila quickly rushed to the bathroom. Her tears could no longer be contained. When someone close enough to her knows the circumstances. Mila washed her face with pent-up resentment. The phone in his pocket rang. Mila opened a message from Bu Yanti.

"Cry Mila, if it makes you calmer."

Finally, the tears that were held up all night flowed down his cheeks as well. In the bathroom, Mila was crying. Take out all his sadness. His heart felt tight considering the events last night. Mila held her mouth because of the crying that began to be unbearable. She was afraid that her crying voice could be heard all the way out.

What happened to Mila ? It seemed that something was serious to the point of making her cry bitterly today.