MOONLIGHT
Vol. 2 E: 11
1 month later...
Trings...
‘ul, where are you.?’
‘what did you forget..? it's a clean gladi day before tomorrow’ event
‘ul you don't intend to make me double job, do you.?’ Back-to-back messages from myeong Im on my phone.
I push the call button to the Jicob number.
“hello.. Jicob, please tell Im I'll be here a little afternoon. It's still a hassle at home” I said on mobile.
“oho.. You are delicious at home I have to lift my own attributes. Get ready or I pick you up” cold voice never joke, yes Im voice.
It has become commonplace every Im contact me of course Jicob's phone is being held by him as well, as if knowing my weakness.
“no-no. I've reached half way still queue angkot just wait at school” replied I hurriedly while hanging up the phone.
Immediately I rushed to get a towel, the end of the semester holiday that usually time for me to take selfies is now spent on the organization. What a poor 12th-grade life T_T.
After I take some PDL clothes and training pants. Some books and laptops I put in my bag.
“bu I left first” my goodbye to mother who is in the garden behind the house.
“ya... don't forget to go home” replied my mother. He was understood, although the homeroom teacher repeatedly reprimanded me but all considered mother as my responsibility. Mom just reminded me and I bear the consequences.
Exactly 2 km after I pedaled my bike from home, I stopped the angkot that drove at the minimarket front stop.
Quite relaxed and I choose a seat beside the driver. Half daydreaming I accidentally heard the chatter of two girls in the passenger seat, maybe my schoolmate.
“ya..he's a child of 12 languages. Just look at it again”
“wasn't like normal. Maybe Ahn just pity the organization can't be Ahn
interested in such a girl”
“desas desus says he's a dumped collector”
“just right her face is not the same as her ort.”
“iya. Maybe he was ugly. Hahaha”
“eh, do not be hard ntar anyone nguping”
“hu justin just let self-conscious. Regular child kok sok familiar with intensif” children
“but instead he is the representative of the champion of the literary race from tulip country ya”
“just a month, not something Hen” is proud of
“iya hell El” Huh.My ears feel.
hot, patient.patient.
“neng already nyampek” said the driver stopped at the warkop before the terminal across from the school.
“ini pak makasi” said I gave money and went out.
It has become my habit to go down in front of the warkop to buy ice first before entering the school area, because the ice in the warkop wrapper jumbo and cheaper than the school cafeteria.
“hey.. Ul” shouted someone from across the street.
“ya.. You want to buy ice too.?” my sap approached him while carrying three packs of ice.
“eng. I'm going home for a second. You are waiting for Im. She beberes herself at headquarters.”
“you didn't help.?” ask me for wonder
“I want to go to work puskesmas kak Bin followed by Jicob and kak Bagas”
“ok. Beware” said I waved a hand.
“excuse me, anyone would like to
ice..?” I said try to be friendly to Im who is serious about organizing the archives.
“you came also”
he said he gave me his notebook
“you're done recording all this.?” I said amazed by the inventory and list of needs that have been prepared.
“tomorrow day H. How could it not be finished. Please help you check on laptop” he said handing over his laptop.
“everything is neat and there is no miscalculation.” My comment
“font and where to write.?”
“already according to guidebook” saidku
He quietly took all the tasks. I felt awkward as if I threw the task at him alone.
“it looks like the file and document matters are in order. What if I help tidy up the needs of the ceremony tomorrow before other participants come” I hope to help.
“ya try to check the microphone, protocol book and other ceremony attendants” he said did not move while opening a pack of ice that I brought.
“lho...? how do you drink that lime..? you work late even severe drinking sour.” I said, taking the ice from him
“just the same. Compared to the chocolate ice you drank just made ngantuk” quip.
“Ahn, oh no myeong Im. sorry and thank you you for taking over my duties. It's true that I'm a regular child not comparable to your ability” said I was a little cornered because of the talk of two girls in the angkot earlier.
“Ul, I'm hungry. You can wear paraffin.?”
“you want me to cook what.?” ask me to be surprised
“just open stock any thing”
“mi.?”
“boring”
“mi made by me beda” said proudly while lighting paraffin candles and my nesting pot for instant noodles using a grade-style material.
“ its spice content what is not the danger of being mixed just like that” comments Im
“the stove is dead this saves space and is more delicious” I said while taking the bag and I take the chopsticks that are always available in my bag.
“you didn't move minya first.?” ask Im wonder
“you want to eat what judge the way I cook. I haven't eaten either, I've got chopsticks, pot containers
like this is also okay” said I gave him a packet of chopsticks that are still
neatly packed.
Srupppp. mi kare flavor with sauce and seasoning that feels thick makes my tongue full of aroma.
I saw Im only holding the chopsticks that were still wrapped.
“you don't like..? yes I spent it myself” said I continue eating
“emmm. But how to use it. I sruput aja mi and kuah from the pancinya” Im said slightly softened
“yes.. I know your weakness hahahaha basic intensive child does not have to feel perfect all fields” said I feel a little useful I took the noodles from my chopsticks and directed them to the mouth Im.
“sorry it's not polite to use the chopsticks I wear, but if you don't want to starve open your mouth” I said without staring at him
“i'm just afraid of contracting rabies. Hahahahaha.” said Im devouring noodles from my chopsticks.
At least one day is not a wasted time. A pack of instant noodles, iced lime, and a mouthful of chopsticks for a friend feels warm and familiar to my heart.
