Paper Layangan

Taciturn

A bright morning decorated with dazzling sun. The dew slowly disappeared from the leaves. The rustling of the wind hit the tickling leaves. Seems in the school garden sitting a girl alone. He flipped through the pages of the book in his hand, occasionally having a frown on his forehead. But his gaze remained focused on the object of his reading despite the boisterous sound of students passing by in front of him. Her name was Alisya Syaibatul Azizah. His friends often called him by the name of Eyebrows. She is only 17 years old and she is in the 12th grade of ipa2.

Eyebrows always look alone because it is a habit. Who is able to survive with the Eyebrows without speaking a word even in a duration of up to 1 month. Just imagine if it was experienced by his friends, of course they will give up because it was left too long. Another habit of Eyebrows, he never separated with the name of the book. Even everywhere, while walking, he also read especially if he is in free time and is also sitting. Maybe the appropriate name pinned to him is nerd, but it did not happen to him. She is more labeled with the nickname Strange Girl or Angel Guardians of Hell.

The bell sign of the entry clock is ringing. His brows hurriedly accelerated his pace towards his class. In his hand there was only a book, while his bag had been placed in class first after he came this morning and before he was in the park at this time. The atmosphere of the class looks full filled with the hubbub of its inhabitants. Even various screams blur. Many joke, these are their moments to blend in with the rest of the class before the teacher enters the class.

Eyebrows extended their feet towards his stool, which was located in the second row right in front of the teacher's desk. A table that always sounds scary to other students. Class noise was ignored, as if he was engrossed in his own world of reading. Yes Alis is a person who does not care about his surroundings and prefers the world of reading. Quiet and rarely talk. He also does not like crowds. Actually Eyebrows are not stingy with words, he often speaks at length just that it is an important point according to him. He doesn't like to talk much, especially when it smells of nonsense. But make no mistake, behind its nature, Eyebrows are good people and even very helpful. He is also a good listener.

"Lis, there's Pure Mother!" Liza pointed at Pure Mother who was just about to enter the classroom.

Nurliza Fatimah, she is the only friend of the Eyebrows. He was also 17 years old and they had been friends since the 11th grade at Junior High. He is a chatty and talkative child and even his speech is sometimes considered strange Eyebrows. He also loves to joke around and is almost the whole class is familiar with him.

He is also very knowledgeable about Eyebrows and does not bother with the habit of Eyebrows. He even considered Alis like his own brother. According to Liza, Eyebrows are not without friends, because they are basically Alis who are not good at getting along because of their quiet nature.

Eyebrows just silent without responding to his friend who was on the corner and closed the book he read. He stared ahead as Marni's mother began her material. He was so focused on the material given by his teacher until it was time to rest.

 

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"Lis, canteen yuk !!" Liza turned her head to Alis who had just started reading her book as usual. The break bell has rung since 5 minutes ago, even many students who have walked out of class.

"Lazy, I'm in class." Alis answered without looking at Liza.

"It's customary!!! Read a book only, not bored what???" Liza pouted and looked at her best friend's annoyance. Every invitation of Liza to go to the cafeteria is always rejected by Alis. Liza knew that from the beginning, but she never got tired of asking him.

"H, Eyebrows! If asked, dong Lis replied, don't just shut up!" Stabbing the hands of Eyebrows.

"Hem."

"Well!!?" Liza looked gaping after getting such a short answer from Alis. "Yes, I'm a kantin first. Do you want to order food?"

"No."

"Are you satisfied with just reading a book!?" asked Liza with a slight annoyance.

Eyebrows were silent and did not answer the strange question posed by Liza.

Liza walked out of the classroom with a stomp of her feet. He was upset with the response of Eyebrows who were invited to blend in with other students but always rejected. However, Liza still loves Eyebrows.

A few minutes later, Alis held her head up and her gaze revolved around the classroom. He was lonely and there was no one but him.

Dreet...

There was the sound of a chair sliding. Eyebrows stood up and walked out of the classroom towards the terrace while holding the book in his right hand. He stepped lightly into the school hallway. Eyebrows really like the quiet atmosphere, but that does not mean he is only alone in the classroom. Not because of astral beings but rather fear that something will be missing that belongs to his friend, then of course he does not want to bear the risk. Take it easy, it will also never happen because the school is safe and equipped with cctv cameras.

The eyebrows sit at the end of the school hallway directly facing the basketball court. He prefers to be alone and far enough away from the hordes of other students who watch the game.

The boisterous sound of the crowd cheering in the school hallway resounded to cheer on their idol team. But it certainly never distracts Alis from the world of reading. Until a ball hits his book. And even that made Alis surprised but in just a matter of seconds, he again changed his expression as before, which was flat and indifferent. The book he was holding fell down. The cheers that had been very crowded suddenly quieted down. All attention was on him.

"Well, fell on the Guardian Angel of Hell huh, how did it react, I wonder?" The whispers of some students rang out to the ears of Eyebrows.

"Yes, me too" the others continued.

Yet Alis remained unconcerned, she remained indifferent and busy with herself. He considers all their talk is just nonsense.

Right at the time when Eyebrow was crouching wanted to pick up his book. In front of him was a pair of black Sniker shoes. Eyebrows wrinkled his forehead a sign of confusion when he saw a pair of shoes that were getting closer to him. But after reaching for his book back, Alis remained unconcerned. Without looking at the face of the owner of the shoe, he sat back down and continued his delayed reading earlier.

"Well, he kept quiet as usual. Even the charm of a The Most Wanted of our school is nothing in front of him." Back to their whispers.

"Yes. But I'm not surprised because he is!" the lips of a student.

"Sok beauty!" connect the others.

"But I think he's a sweet ass, so he can't smile or talk" the others said.

"That is the great Angel of Hell, he does not care about anything that happens around him" continued the others.

The atmosphere again boisterously talked about the nature of the Eyebrows even from those who sneered at him and insulted him.

Eyebrows did not care about all that, he cared for his ears. All the talk of people about him has become daily food for him. Many of them were also just judging without knowing his true state.

They also assume Eyebrows are strange girls therefore they always shy away from Eyebrows.

What the hell do they judge strange from an Eyebrow, even though he is just a nerd even his appearance is also ordinary like those who are there, without glasses, without glasses, no old clothes and no pigtails.

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