Pasung Tuan Muda's

77. New Kids

The dawn has brought a tinge of arunika on the equatorial border. Flowers and leaves swipe and scatter there and here exposed to the wind. Beautiful atmosphere with the white roof of the universe, only evergreen trees are now on the edge and lined up neatly with some small animals. While the morning dew also stopped for a while, then went with the sun to shine on the world.

On Monday, the weather outside was beautiful. Equal with the poet about love, move gracefully and make humans excitedly do the routine. Likewise with me, since then has opened the net together, but still at home on the couch. It feels, the sheen of light outside is very difficult to present about words.

Now I am silent, unvoiced, welcoming the Almighty through his representative who presents beauty. The best panorama perched on the archipelago earth, bringing a beam of stories that might be better than yesterday. Hope as a human being is weak. Yes, try to run, but can also be pursued by problems.

Due to too much burden of thought, I decided to stay home. This is my reason for not going to school. The splash of tap water in the bathroom has been on ever since that night, but no one. He said in the bathroom it was very haunted, but I was not afraid. If I had to sleep there at night, I might be scared.

The phone didn't ring, for some reason this morning was so quiet and sluggish. Even Ziva, he no longer sends short messages through the round green application, surely everyone knows if I have said that. However, when these two legs tread gently towards the bathroom, the vibration was felt to make the cots move a little.

These two netra were astonished, it turned out that my phone was vibrating. Very quickly I picked up, even though the phone was dead. This is the reason why I didn't hear Ziva's phone, it turns out I've been silent since last night. As a result of a lot of thinking that should not be thought of, until the phone is just sleeping on the nightstand.

Which makes itself wonder, why the phone can move to the blanket. Or maybe, since yesterday I fell asleep while walking. It is like a horror movie that has been in theaters recently. Short messages on the phone were just read, leaving a warning and good morning greetings from the friend.

When I stepped back, the phone rang. This time it sounded harsh, because the setting I had already changed into a common mode. Quickly, I picked up the phone coming from my friend.

[Hallo.]

[City, Ziva. What's up, yeah, call me early in the morning?]

[Where are you, Nissa ...? I am ready to go to school.]

[Tumben, I used to call you to get up quickly. But this morning it seems to keep me from going to school. Because my body is tired, out of the streets with you all day.]

[Oh .. You have to go in, I want to say something. This is very important, more important than just your laziness.]

[Hmmm ... What, huh? Are you on the road?]

[I've arrived in front of your house, try to open your glass window.]

Quickly, I opened the window and stared at a courtyard. Ziva's words this time were true, that he had been neat and stunned beside his car. As always, with super pretty makeup coupled with braided hair. While I was, still busy with the inner and arguing between going or staying at home alone.

Since Ziva has come, I have followed what he said. Counting it up, this morning was the best bonus for him who had come early. Then, I put the phone on the nightstand, and a long step led myself to arrive in front of the bathroom. I quickly cleaned my body, washed my entire body with water, then rushed to get a uniform.

When I finished, I left the room without hesitation and put on powder. Although not wearing anything, this face still looks white and shining. Then I ran over and greeted Ziva who had ruffled his waist along with his phone.

“For a long time, anyway,” his scolding suddenly.

“Hmmm .. You, anyway, the tumben really come fast. Ordinary also this hour is still molar,” I replied with a slight sneer.

“Start, bring up the past.” Ziva's answer was accompanied by nostalgic songs.

“Gosh! I forgot, yuk, we're in. You are late for school. Today's the first hour Mr. Reza, can mampus me if it gets late again.”

We both got into the car and moved faster than usual. Right on the road, I picked up my phone while staring at social media. The status of super friends was also seen this morning, but the discussion is no longer about the brutal new child yesterday. Yes, this morning is about a handsome guy riding a big motor across the corridor.

“What did you see, anyway, Niss from earlier?” ask Ziva.

“Halah ... ordinary, girls always, deh. If there are new students, handsome too, must be trending.”

“Oh, cyrain fuck. It is not very important to talk about men, still in school too,” hiss Ziva while raising both neutrals.

“Do not say so, arentar you have a new crush tau, loh,” sambarku.

“Hmmm .. If I have a crush, I will definitely give it to Laras. Let her not be a tomboy again,” Ziva ledek accompanied by a small laugh.

“Hus! If again nyetir don't joke,” answered me again.

We entered the school gate, then moved across the corridor and parked the car next to a red motorbike. However, the students and students in the school were suddenly silent. Unlike with the usual days, it seemed to be crisscrossing across. The initial estimate was that they were memorizing the exam materials this morning.

“Why is our school like a grave, yes, Niss?” ask Ziva.

I nodded twice, but the two neutrals just wiggled nonstop. “Maybe they're on the go there, deh.”

Using my right hand, I pointed at a library that had been crowded. However, there was only filled with female students. For boys, even get away and very disgusted when staring.

After parking the car, Ziva looked at the rearview mirror of his car while repairing his hair. From that moment on, he seemed to be watching his appearance. I was waiting for him to take a note from Mr. Reza yesterday, because today is the test lesson. Carefully, my two neutrals focused and stared at the materials. With hope, if the matter enters the test this time.

Gently, Ziva hit my arm. “Nissa!”

“Iya, what's up?” I took a moment the friend who was looking in the mirror.

“I'm already beautiful yet?” tanyakanya.

“Udah, why?” Without staring clearly, I answered.

“Nissa, if you see right, dong ... am I beautiful or not?!”

“Udah .. you bring a lot, yes, whose name is female where there is a handsome.”

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