Scratches of Ink on my finger

Hollowly

After the events that approached me alternately and the presence of Love in the middle of it all, somehow my day feels empty when in his absence. Has my mind changed? Or a slit of taste that had never existed suddenly appeared? All that is now a burden on my mind and all I can do now is hold on.

"Chairman! How come the madam isn't nongol-nongol anymore?" The clapper started again, I didn't rub it, I continued my work of scraping the pen wire in the ledger.

"Chairman, I miss seeing Madam's face. It was just watching the banging doang."

I stared intently at him, streaming my frustration that was beginning to peak hearing him continue to tease me. Ah, no, I just meant for him to be quiet.

Instantly the jolly face suddenly disappeared. He then approached Rian, the former chairman, who was sitting in one corner of the wall in this room.

Rian's sister grinned at Genta who failed to tease me with the usual ledge and then glanced at me, then again busy with the sheet in his hand. While Genta who was sitting next to him now his look became sour.

"Sister Rian, tell the Chief to come to the Madam again, dong. Want to get acquainted." The clapper sounded whining with a wiggle the former chairman's arm spoiled.

"You are this." The former chairman chuckled towards Genta.

I'm still continuing my work at the table. My eyes continued to pay attention to every name written on the worksheet and then wrote it back into the ledger, complete with the title of the work, the type of work, and some other information.

I gulped down the aqua glass on the table and continued the same work until a few minutes before the bell rang.

I set my feet about to leave this room to return to class, some of the other colleagues were also getting ready to go out.

After putting on the shoes, I was silent for a while looking at the scene outside here which was strangely unattractive at all. Whereas before I was very flattering everything as I see it now, let alone those classic carvings

"Chairman!" The clapper came from behind, to my surprise. "Samperin Madam first, Chief. Very lethargic, anyway."

I put a smile on him and then left.

"Chairman, don't forget to meet first!" Shouted Genta, who made me turn around to see him.

The other students who were walking there raised their gazes towards Genta and at me took turns. I became uncomfortable, while Genta at the door chuckled amusedly at him. I continued my steps to the classroom with my head down.

I don't know since when I feel empty like this, is this the effect after the pain yesterday? But that was a week ago, it felt impossible.

"Babies!"

My head turned towards the direction the voice came from. I found Yoga and... Love is there. They're coming towards me.

"Bay, I'm gonna have to put this in my drawer, yeah." A math print book gave Yoga to me. I'm picking it.

"Yes." Yeah." My head was still down while staring at the book.

"You sick again, Bay?"

"No." I raised my face, watching the two of them take turns.

"Lesu too much."

I smiled back, "No, Ga. I'm back, yeah."

"Wood!" Love calls me and comes closer. "You sick again?" The touch of my face with those delicate hands, his face again put on that worried look again. I don't know how many times I've received a scene like this from him.

I put down her hand on my forehead.

"No, Cin." I smiled as I took his hand off.

"You haven't eaten yet?"

"Udah. I'll go back, yeah." I turned around and walked into the classroom leaving those who were still in place staring at my departure.

It's been a few days now that they're both going to the math room after the afternoon break for training.

"Cin, yuk. We'll be late." Take Yoga. He knew what the woman was thinking now, he was thinking the same thing, both asking what was wrong with Bayu.

Love according to the invitation of Yoga, because indeed the hours of training will soon begin. They also left their way to the math room.

"Love." A senior who was also in the training approached them.

"Sister Sofian. Why, Brother?" Love responded.

Sofian, the student whose selection time yesterday obtained a rank 1. At this school, he was known as a master of mathematics. Already several times during school here he took part in the math race and all of them won. She is one of the school's pride, and a threat to Model High School if the two schools compete in the race.

"Aren't you excited about his face? Any more problems?"

The senior was bearded, "Yes already, yuk, come in." The senior glanced at Love and Yoga alternately then walked the three to the math room.

The bell rang after they reached the corridor. Inside there were already some other students who had sat down, they took their places while waiting for the teacher to come.

A teacher came into the room. He then put his things on the table, preparing the equipment he would use later to teach.

"Don't learn with a branched mind, it's a waste." Brother Sofian whispers to Love before the teacher in front starts explaining.

Love nodded steadily, following the senior's message as learning arrived. Every material described by the teacher in front of him he heard and recorded carefully. None of the points left for him to record to be repeated again later. Arriving at the section doing the given problem he worked seriously and can be completed in a short time.

At the end of that training, a satisfied smile curled up on his lips. He feels he is enjoying every second in that space with so many important things that he got today.

"We finish our training today, be careful on the road." The teacher left the room, followed by the other students who came out afterwards.

"Yuk, Cin." Yoga approaching the Love table.

"Yuk."

After the training was over, the stiffened brain started to relax again. But, that only applies temporarily to Love. When his feet were outside the room, his mind was upset again. His steps suddenly stopped and turned to his class and Yoga class there. Yoga looks at the direction.

"You want to wait, Bayu, Cin?"

Love scrunched up her chin which seemed to be weighing what she would decide now, after a while passed she let out a heavy sigh, "Yuk, continue, aja, Ga."

"Oh, yeah. I'll take you, yeah."

Love nodded then they walked about to leave the grounds of this school.

"Eh, wait, accompany me to mading just a moment, Ga." Love holds Yoga by her hands.

"Oh, Ok. Yuk." yuk."

In that huge mading, there were no more students who stopped looking at him. The two of them approached and noticed every piece of work that was there.

A love that has been looking for something for a while he never found. Yoga had noticed his movements from earlier until he confused himself what Love wanted to see there.

"What the hell, anyway, Cin?"

"Where Bayu, huh, Ga?" Without turning to Yoga, his eyes were still busy looking for Bayu's name on the worksheets.

"Oh, say, dong, from earlier." Yoga immediately sought the intended work. "But don't tell anyone, yeah, Cin. Bayu said, he doesn't want anyone to know." Bisik Yoga's.

This time Love just turned her head on Yoga, her eyes were looking. "Why?"

"Say, he didn't do it." Yoga is still searching. "Well, here, Cin."

Love looks towards Yoga. "XOCOX?"

"Sstt, don't be hard, Cin."

"There's no one."

"Yes, how do you know."

"OK, deh, sorry. But why is his name?'

"That's it, I don't know."

Love stared at the work on behalf of XOCOX, read what was written there. He was long pensive with his words. He could not even avoid smiling himself, his feelings seemed to melt various feelings, happy, sad, difficult, happy to be one. He smothered his mouth then, holding back what he was feeling now. A warm water from the corner of his eyes flowed lightly down his face.

"I just found out that he can do this." Now the voice is peppered with isak haru.

"He was that guy, Cin. Everything is always kept by itself. And. I'm sure it's not for anyone else." Yoga looks at Love.

______________________________________

By: XOCOX

A Rhyme for Dear

........