On A Stormy Night

09. New Students

Damar immediately parked his vehicle on the spot. Somehow he had a bad feeling about today . It looks like there will be misfortune to befall him. It felt like something was forgotten by him .

As he stepped out of the parking lot, a bell rang. He immediately rushed to the classroom. His head was still a little sore, but he forced it to run. He was almost late, fortunately his teacher had not yet entered the classroom.

He immediately put his bag on the bench. While sitting he rubbed his eyes that looked still red. I don't know why his head feels so heavy. But to sleep in class he was reluctant, lazy to hear his teacher lecturing.

He used to sleep during the last lesson. He could not remember why he had become unconscious, which was obviously a very embarrassing experience for him. He does not want similar events to happen again.

As he remembered it happened a few years ago, it seemed like he was in the 2nd grade of Junior High. He woke up when he finished praying. Seeing his friend laughing as he woke up from his sleep he felt ashamed. He longed to protest with those who laughed, but he realized he was guilty. The look on his face was clumsy as his eyes opened .

It seemed like it was the last time he slept in class, since then he did not want any more hours of rest though. While yawning he tried to resist drowsiness. I want it to end quickly . He apparently wants to enter the dreamland once again .

"Tumben when you're sleepy? staying up what?" his friend who noticed him constantly yawning finally asked .

"No. I rarely stay up late. Maybe the effect was over at dawn again. Good thing I did not sleep well," while yawning Damar said.

A teacher entered with a student who seemed familiar to Damar. Just looking at his face he seemed to know that person very well. But as he tried to remember, there was not the slightest thought of him having a memory of that person.

"Okay children, today we have a new disciple. His name is Danil" said his teacher .

"Hi, my name is Danil Ramadan" he shyly introduced himself when asked by his teacher.

He then sat on an empty bench next to Damar. Incidentally, Damar also recently sat alone after his compatriot moved because he had to follow his parents to go to another city.

"Hi, I'm Damar. May we be good friends yes," after Danil sat down, Damar immediately said so. He was actually still a bit stiff in his speech, but rather than not at all.

Everything goes to page 100, today we are going to have a rehearsal, "The teacher said loudly. After giving the assignment, the teacher immediately left. He said he had something to do.

"Not to be ashamed, just look at my package book first," Damar when he saw Danil did not have a package book because he was a new student immediately shared .

"Thank you, yes" Danil thanked Damar for allowing him to see the package book.

"Liet down. Do you know how to do it?"

"Thank God there are some I know."

"If anyone doesn't know say it. Don't worry, we're my friends ."

"Ready."

***

Damar walked to the parking lot. Today I went home as quickly as I wanted. Actually, he was not very understanding with the reason the teacher sent his students home faster than usual. He wanted to go straight home because his stomach was struggling to be fed.

Before returning home he had already said to his teacher who used to give extra lessons for the Olympics he would come again after his stomach was filled. This time he just wanted to wear a shirt. Different from the usual day who always wear uniforms when additional lessons are held. He also hasn't spoken more intensely because the bell goes off faster than usual.

He knew it was Friday, but the schedule that should have been a break was even a return hour. Tomorrow he wants to talk to Danil. Once upon a time the chat was connected . Even if you can be a friend.

When he started to leave school, he suddenly remembered his new friend. I don't know why it feels like there's something interesting about him. It was not foreign, but Damar could not remember it.

***

"Today what's cooking?" Once inside Damar directly asked his maid who was sweeping the living room.

"Chicken balado. How come you're home at this hour? Stupid what?" The maid who saw Damar come home quickly was astonished to say so. 

"No. The teacher told me to go home quickly. I don't know why," actually Damar was a bit upset when he heard that.

"I never skipped. Diligent child is truant," Damar said in an arrogant tone.

"Have you left yet?" Damar asked his assistant.

"Udah, it hasn't been long."

"Well, if so," Damar immediately passed to his room to put the bag and after that he immediately headed to the dining table.

***

Since there was nothing that he wanted to do, Damar immediately entered his room. It feels good to sleep at this hour. Something that he got for having to go to school. Eventually his drowsiness will soon be satisfied as well.

It feels like when putting your head on a pillow seems steady times. He lay down while listening to the music he was playing through his cell phone.  Actually he's not used to doing things like this, but somehow it feels like just wanted.

There are about 2 hours to relax before he leaves for the mosque for Friday prayers. Actually, that time was his chance to open a book to memorize some formulas that are difficult to remember, but he was reluctant to do.

Sometimes I want to relax like this. Studying too hard is not good for the brain. They say that everything that is excessive is not good. After all, life should also occasionally be enjoyed while you can.