Scratches of Ink on my finger

The Math Competition 1

All eyes are on us now, including the seller in this cafeteria. I looked around, embarrassed.

First I put Love's hand down and sipped water in my glass until it ran out.

"Cin, Ga, I go first, yes. It's late." I passed from the canteen wanting to hurry up to the mading room, but my feet could not walk faster than this let alone run.

"Cin, sit down first." Yoga points to a chair near Love. He moved the food and drink of Love to her.

Love sat down, for the gazes of all the inhabitants of the canteen were still on him and Yoga.

"Come, Cin. Eat first. We're out of this." Byisik Yoga, he was already uncomfortable in the cafeteria now, let alone some of his classmates are here now. Love nodded and then immediately ate the food.

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In class

"Eh, Ga. Who was that girl? Romantic is the same. Beautiful again." Five Yoga class friends approached his desk which made other friends become curious and then joined the tour. Be the Yoga table so the focus of the crowd of his friends now.

"Ooh, that's me in math class. He is that person, can't see anyone why. Bayu did not accidentally sprain."

"Try, if I'm the one who's why, disamperin kayak just now, huh?" A friend in the crowd interjected, the others laughed off hearing him.

Yoga is more difficult than in the cafeteria. This could be the cause of gossip. The people here mouth buckets all.

"Yes, it's impossible. That's because Bayu is above average, so it's disamperin." The answer of one of the friends got a serious response from the other friends.

"Tell you too, tuh. Indeed, deh, the Bayu."

"Yes, too, yeah."

Others are just bemused to agree an opinion that is as good as their own.

"That's the guy!" One of my friends in the class pointed at me who had just entered the class. Their eyes kept watching me until they sat down. Some of them look like they are smothering their mouths.

"Eh, Bay, how's it feel to have a pretty girl?" Finally one of them made a sound. Oh, so that's.

I did not respond to them with an answer but with a simple smile and remained silent.

"Allah, the Bayu, mah, that's the person, don't like the story of the little doang."

"Udah, sit there, and soon the teacher will come." Yoga drives away those who are still hanging out around it. Disappointed tones came out of their mouths. While Yoga smiled satisfied to see those who finally left.

This time the lesson is in Indonesian. I'm a little more interested in this lesson than anyone else.

"Today we're going into the world of poetry." Said Bu Ita in front while sweeping the gazes of his students.

The teacher's words made me smile for a moment. 'Poetry world'. I like a different language than the language of conversation. Words that lead to the world of infinite imagination, playful with words, full of beautiful arranged diction.

This time the teaching material will be a poem by Indonesian poets.

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I want to love you with sedearhana

in a word that wood cannot speak to fire that makes it ash

I want to love you simply

with a signal that the cloud could not deliver to the rain that made it go away

(Sapardi Djoko Damono)

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***

"Cin, our sitting distance is far away, I added deg-degan, nih."

"Udah, sit down first. I'm also deg-degan." Love goes to her seat which is about ten seats apart from Yoga.

The race will soon begin. The opening ceremony has been going on since. They took part in a national-level competition at one of the universities that is still one city with their school, and now is in this campus hall space whose place is extraordinary spacious.

Participants who participated in the race were thousands in number. Given the four subjects that are contested are gathered in this one large place that is only separated by a bulkhead like a large knot rope in blue. Observers are already standing in their respective places. Participants sat 50 cm away from other participants

The opening ceremony was finally completed, when the committee gave directions related to the race. Another committee standing near the participants was ready with questions in the big boxes.

The question-sharing session also took place. The participants have not been allowed to open the matter before being given a cue by the committee who are on stage in front.

"Be careful, Cin." Sofian's sister, who sat behind Love, paid attention. Love looked at him while nodding steadily.

"Time starts now." The cue gave the participant an order to immediately open the question sheet.

Some mouths mutter while writing something on their question paper that at once becomes blurry.

One hour is solemn. Some are already fed up with the problems, giving up on what they get, although there are still some issues that are still empty. In addition, there are also those who have been sleepy because of silent silence.

Meanwhile, those who feel they can answer most of the questions there, are satisfied and then check back the answers that have been filled.

Given the system implemented in this race is a minus system, so most of the more participants decide to vacate what they do not know.

"Time's five minutes left." The voice of the committee on the stage there.

Most of the participants had wanted to get out of their seats, tired of sitting without much movement.

Kriiii!

The sound of the bell rang, a sign of the time of work on the matter in this elimination round has been completed. The committee moves down the seating lines of participants to take the answer sheet.

"Cin, yuk, get out together." Bring Sofian behind Love.

"Oh, yes, Brother. But, I'll wait for Yoga first."

"Oh, yes."

Love waved at Yoga to approach him immediately, who was called immediately while carrying his stationery.

In about two hours the announcement of the elimination round will be announced on the outer wall of this building. While waiting for the time to arrive, the participants rest outdoors to eat, drink, or go around enjoying the campus scenery.

"What about that?" Ask Brother Sofian.

The three of them were already sitting on the grass under a tree while sucking each other's soft drinks. The other friends sat not far from them.

"Mm, appreciable. I am satisfied even though there are three questions that are not answered. I hope my answer is correct." Love looks ahead while sucking back the drink.

"Crazy you, Cin. I'm ten or eleven things that are empty." Yoga interrupts.

Love looks to Yoga. "Kok, can?"

"I don't remember how to."

This time Love turned to Sofian. "How's he?"

"I'm.." The answer was interrupted because he himself was embarrassed to be straightforward. Afterwards he just awkward mangosteen.

Love knows what body language means. He smiled at the sumringah. "Surely my sister answered all. Yeah, right."

All I asked was smile.

"Well, great. No longer doubted." Praise Yoga, it is until the head bobbles are made while sucking the drink in his hand.

The other participants and attendees were still busy with the break. They did not go far from their respective groups. Some have no appetite to drink, so they discuss the things they did earlier. Wants to correct answers with their teacher or friends.

"Kids, let's go there, the announcement's coming out soon." Said Ms. Fatma, the guidance teacher, who had stood up while pointing at the large building. The group immediately moved from their seats. Heart leaflet does not start again, because the announcement that passed the selection will be taped.

A total of two hundred organizers moved to stick the results of the announcement on the wide wall. The participants were already flocking to them.

Love, Yoga, and Sofian were already part of the crowd despite being behind the others, waiting for the one in front of them to finish seeing his name on the announcement paper.

Participants who already knew his status immediately walked out of the crowd for the other participants to have a turn seeing his name as well.

The three of them finally got a turn shortly after the other participants finished seeing their names. They started to notice from number one. In this round will be selected fifty highest scores from each subject to proceed to the semi-finals.

"ASTAGA, Brother Sofian number one." Yoga and Love looked up at the upperclassman who stared back at them. For these two people, this was the first time for them to see the man's name at number one. But, for those who already know who Sofian is in the eyes of other schools and schools it is common even their guidance teachers only reply to him with a casual nod.

The man smiled then looked back at the announcement paper again to look for the names of his friends who had escaped this elimination round.

"Cin, you pass." Sofian pointed to one number on the paper.

Love and Yoga immediately turned towards the big sister. Love until stammered.

"Well, number four, Cin." Yoga saw him. Love still can't believe.

"Congratulations, yes." Sofian smiled, happy with the announcement because in the next round there were still students from Cendikia High School who accompanied him to participate in the semi-finals one hour after this.

Love still did not expect that his name would be at number four there. He rushed to find Yoga's name while holding his mouth.

"I. number fifteen, Cin." Yoga pointed to number fifteen there. Yoga does not know how to accept that result.

Even happier love does not know what to say but to hold back its pleasure until the beautiful face is flushed.

Sofian who saw that just smiled looking at the two of them who finally graduated. But, more than that he noticed a Love that looks funny now.