My Soul From the High School Bench
CHAPTER 12
POV Author
For some reason, Yoga felt at ease as he conversed with Diandra. So reluctant to move from the bench he sat down to discuss something fun, making Yoga increasingly enjoy the story of the two school friends 1 with an occasional laugh off.
During this time, Yoga was not very familiar with the two children, but somehow he suddenly had the courage to approach their place and finally this afternoon's conversation made him quickly get along with the two without the slightest awkwardness.
By evening Diandra decided to go home. Because for Diandra, it is not appropriate for a girl to be outside the house when maghrib arrives. (kalo said the Javanese mah, pamali. many demons that come out during magrib)
"Gue went home first, already before magrib nihh, afraid of going back again," Diandra.
"Yes I also came home," Nuril said as he stood up.
"Loe didn't come home??" tanya Diandra stared at Yoga who was busy playing her phone.
"Emm bentaran deh. I want to wait my temen first," replied Yoga with a smile.
"Ah elo. temen what temen,"
goda Nuril fishing.
"Ehhh don't start deh loe," whispered Diandra feeling unwell with Nuril's question as if inquisitive.
" Nihh. nihh.. loa... temen I chat I.. want to take all of you home.he again futsal tuh there.. see nihh..! " excited Yoga showed me the contents of his chat with Jihan.
Yoga does not want Diandra to think negatively about herself.
"Oohh... hehehhe... eh is Jihan huh??? Jihan Pratama, right??? which 1st class ama loe??? selidik Nuril's..
"Loe knows him, right, " asked Yoga. Nuril just nodded.
*Y*a pardonnnnnn...... luck I nihhhhhhh........ aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.
"Gue first, yes," said Diandra as she stepped foot into the parking lot.
"Titi DJ diandra "yells Yoga..
"Yes... " Diandra replied with a knotty smile.
Diandra immediately drove his motorbike eastward, towards the white pigeon. The road to his house. While Nuril also stepped foot to go home to the car where the driver and his bodyguard waited. He got into the car in a hurry.
"Sir, we stay here first yes. don't go home first. I want to see my friend there tuhh, " Nuril orders to the driver while pointing to the direction where Yoga is.
"Neither Non.Who is Miss waiting for who the hell,? " The driver wanted to know a little.
"Ehh helooow..why did you become a gini kepo yes," he investigated while squinting his eyes sharply at the driver.
"Hehehe, I want to know, because Miss's face is serious like that," he replied.
"Sssssttttttttttt.. silent deh sir.task Mr. just drive..not to the point of my business," ketus Nuril fierce..
The driver was silent about the words of his employer.
15 Minutes later he saw Yoga approached by a stranger. Yeah, it's true that Jihan's a guy who has admired nuril all this time.
"Wahhhhh..it my baby Jihannnnn.
"Even Miss Nuril.
"Sssstttttttttttttttt... diammmmmmmmm", Nuril's orders without taking her eyes off.
Yoga and Jihan briefly chatted on a park bench and then walked towards the parking lot..
"Oh my god ...!!! he approached here. he came hereii. I have to how nih.. auhhhhhhhhhh ..mati me.malu dong if he knows I'm still hereiii .", nuril said excited to make the driver join dizzy to find out..
Not to get closer to the car Nuril, but to get into the sports car owned by Yoga who is parked next to the car Nuril.
"Gue thought to come here my nyamperin. ouhh my baby Jiann.. handsome very, very, very, very," said Nuril sambel chipped his chin.
"Partially if they approach also will not know if Miss inside, the glass is dark." said the driver told.
"Udah ah pak. yuk pak kebali.utuan rempong deh this Mr" grumbled Nuril.
"Ready Non.."
***
At home, Diandra was cleaning his room, rearranging his book according to the place and replacing the bed sheet that had not been replaced for several days. Indeed, Diandra always keep the cleanliness of his room. Even though he now has ART, it's not the reason he's lazing around. Especially just cleaning his room.
And tonight this week he'll use it in his room, reading his favorite novel until late at night.
tokkk.....
"Non... Dinner is ready, ", said Bibi telling her behind the door.
"Iya bii is about to be put down. " said Diandra a little yells because Bibi is outside the room.
After everything was done, Diandra went down to dinner.
"Hmmmmm..every day I eat alone., kangen Father Mother, what they are doing now.do they not remember the house at all.. " Gumam Diandra while going down the stairs. I don't know why my day feels lonely.
"Bii. bibii. here eat the same food diandra.. " Diandra called Auntie.
"Ehh non ..ngga polite if I sit in a chair, what else eat the same Enon. I do not feel good Non. " decline Aunty smooth.
"Gapapa bii. let's sit here with dian, dian lonely eat yourself kek gini, "say Diandra..
"Not to Non.. Aunty eats in the kitchen," she refused again.
"Ehhh.... Miss can't be like that. I'll be angry with Mom if Miss does not eat," said Aunt afraid..
"Yes, Auntie has accompanied Enon to eat," continued Aunt relented.
"That's it dong bii.hehehe," Diandra cengengesan.
"Bi.when did Mom go home. It's been almost 3 months not coming home.. Dad too, did they forget Diandra.." said Diandra expressed her willingness.
My mom and dad never came home. Mr. Sugeng is out of town monitoring a new project that will be created by a restaurant branch in the city.
His mother was out of a different city. He replaced the manager who was taking a leave of absence. Only occasionally Mother called Diandra just to ask about the news Diandra. The rest, just monitoring from afar, through Auntie.
"Non... Mom and Dad are working for Enon's future anyway, there's an Aunt who's guarding Enon here" said the aunt..
"Yes, he did bii.but diandra kangen the same them, and also when diandra did not know" said Diandra again.
"Non dian patiently yes non. maybe soon, the same Mother Father immediately returned home.Maybe they are currently very busy non,, "
Diandra only understands what Bibi says. Soon he finished his meal until there was nothing left. After that for a moment he relaxed on the balcony, enjoying the night air. It was the favorite spot of Father and Mother when they were at home while drinking tea.
"Get in the room ah. later I catch a cold again if long time here," he murmured as he stepped his feet away from the place.
Diandra was in the room was lazing while playing a rectangular object that could be a communication tool. hehehe.
Scroll social media, it feels nothing interesting, he decided to go to the closet where the book neatly arranged.
* definitely know yaa. hobby diandra.*.
Not long after, the phone vibrates long.sign phone in, Diandra does like vibrating mode only, rather than ring mode. Because for him the ringing of a cell phone is too disturbing his concentration when reading a book.
"H**alo.. what is** "Diandra picked up the phone from the bawel..
"Eh actually the same lohh yoga is sihan....Geeznnn diannn. "said Nuril joyful half matii..
"Teruss. napa loe "cetus Diandra..
"G**ue seneng bangeettttt. He's out of futsal, looks so macho**,,"
"H**mm continue**??? "
"Yes I'm more in love with My baby Jiann.kira I think she would like not ya ama"
"K**and I've said, just find out first.why do you know he already has a girl**, " said Diandra warned..
"A**hhh stupid time he has any girl.at most if you have a girl would be prettier me everywhere. I am beautiful not kelulungan**." Nuril said with her PD..
"Basar sarap "diandra word began to be annoyed with prickly chatter and immediately turned off her phone.
The Nuril house.
Nuril was talking at length with his best friend without him knowing that his interlocutor had turned off the phone..
"Ehh, yes, don't dong.
anyway at school Jihan does not look to have a girl. I have to deletin him.. Okay," explained Nuril but did not get a response from Diandra..
"Haloo dian.. loe sleeping??? " call him again
"Halooooooowwww.... halooooooow... ehhh busyet di matiin.daritadi I talk to myself dong.. kayak crazy,," snorted Nuril who just knew diandra had hung up the phone.
"Kok diatiin anyway. haven't run I've been playing matiin aja." he said again.
Nuril was seen tinkering at his hape again and then called someone.
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"K**y.. send her WA contact Jihan dong.important." said Nuril speaking with Ricky.
"E**h my contacts on the block yes ama diandra" asked Ricky.
"M**ana I know bambangg**" replied Nuril ogah because Ricky instead diverted the conversation.
"Loe was his best friend "
"Pocket Loe send contact WA Jihan "
"B**do what**" asked Ricky.
"B**not your business.send prompt"
"OGAH "
"Bas based on the snail lice si*lan." said Nuril.
"Stupid amat**"
Nuril hung up the phone in annoyance.
"Tomorrow I ask you directly" he murmured slowly...
"Ohhh yes.I asked to Yoga" a brilliant idea came up.
"And he's a friend of Jihan. why I throw away the quota for the Kupret Ticks phone, tomorrow morning I have to meet the Yoga." murmured Nuril. Nuril immediately went to his bed, and it did not take long.
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