Prosecutor Karma
Juna
The Master's joint learning programme was terminated. For the common good, this decision was finally made. Given the great possibility that the house waiter does not like foreign guests, this program should not be done without knowing the rules. Dusk arrives should be anyone in their home.
Namira keeps her distance from Andra. Although he has vowed that he wants to change, for Namira the past of a bad person makes it bad forever in the minds of others. But it seems Andra does not accept Namira's attitude.
As the break began, Aldi and Andra sat in front of the class. Aldi is Namira's friend in elementary school. Now they meet again in the same class while in high school.
"Andra, now who's close? I don't like old leaves, do I?" chirps Aldi while laughing. The two men seemed to be talking casually. Ever since Rosi was possessed, all the friends in the class knew Andra's story.
"Haha. I'm rattled. Why when you want to be good is always a lot of temptation. The strange demon, after all, did not explain any more details. Mesum like what, my purpose is also what." Andra explained with a pushy look. Namira was nearby until inevitably his name was carried away.
"Hey Namira! Sit here we talk. Have you changed your taste? Back in elementary school you liked smart types like Juna. How now?" ask Aldi.
Namira would not want to sit next to Aldi. He began to look straight and tried to remember the figure of Juna. Somehow it is now. Setau Namira likes to clap one hand because Juna likes Trina. But that was limited to Namira's thinking because until the end of his perception of the relationship between Trina and Juna there was no official announcement.
"I now like young leaves" he said with a laugh. Aldi laughed, but not Andra. He looked at Namira sharply trying to find out the element of jokes in his words.
"What do you know in droves? Not just your friends?" Aldi is still laughing.
Namira looks at the tall skinny man she met while walking around. He doesn't even know what his name is. The man was walking in front of the teacher's room complete with a headset in his ear.
"Okay, now your taste is getting higher. He's the new kid, right? ismi Tribal leaders at school. He's also an OSIS member." Aldi was still staring at the man.
"Oh, you know quite a lot." Namira looked at Aldi.
Andra got up from her seat. He approached Namira and knelt before him like someone trying to comfort him.
"I didn't believe what the trees said in Ulan's house. But now I know why you didn't come yesterday." Andra then stood up and went into the classroom. The school bell rings. Namira did not even have time to ask Andra more deeply. As he was about to enter the classroom, Aldi held his shoulder.
"His name is Bani. You know that, right?"
Namira shook her head and then smiled as if thanking her. Finding Andra's expression unfriendly, Namira becomes unwell. He is confused by the man's attitude plus his own feelings for Andra.
In the midst of a boring lesson, a foreign language, Namira deepens her mind. The figure of Juna that he had forgotten again appeared due to his chat with Aldi. Juna Ismi tribe and very famous smart in elementary school. As he continues in junior high school, Namira cannot forget him. They often meet in the series of races of the Ismi tribe at the national level and at the regional level. Namira who is always insecure until the end chose to harbor feelings because she felt that she could not be compared with Juna. He continued to expect the man until his 1st grade high school. It's hard to find anything comparable to Juna until Namira tries to open her heart to Yana. In the end, he still could not like Yana. That's how the heart is. Stirring the heart is easy but maintaining the taste is the hardest. May there be good karma from those feelings.
