SECOND FATHER

The Eps 26

Morning has come my usual routine before going to school , the clock on the wall of the living room was already at number seven but I was still calm as I chewed the last mouthful in my spoon.

" It's seven o'clock! Is it late?"

I asked as if I never knew at what time I would leave the house.

"Mom soon !".

I said and brought the dirty dishes and washed them first.

I wear black shoes with white socks, the calf limit of my favorite blue motorcycle has been parked and lit since ten minutes ago with a very small sound just to warm the machine that I let cool since overnight.

" Angel's leaving, ma'am!".

Pamit me along with the man who came out the door of mother's room.

Motor speeding non-relaxedly collide with the number listed on the clock from inside my phone , the needle on the lift that is on the motor continues to rise not a little down except on the bend that I went through. The streets were deserted only a few students who were probably as ruthless as me and then were angels with black wings as they said they were ready to play.

I pull the accelerator pedal deeper equal to one vehicle that is at the rear of the other two vehicles.

" Ok Angel! Let's play a little bit with the asphalt this morning!".

I said with the spirit of the hair that I put into the Hoodie with the skull that closed the top of my head bloated perfectly due to the many winds that broke impatiently towards me.

" The mango!!!"

I screamed loudly as the security of the middle school pushed the gate and maybe if I was one minute late then I couldn't take my first lesson.

" Hey mang Ujang ?"

I greeted the friendly with a big smile lips without feeling guilty about the time set from the school.

"Neng Angel ! Another race with a comic?"

Mang said Ujang again insinuated then pushed the gate wider for me.

" How many times an important mang is not too late! Thank you for taking one bowl of meatballs to the post later!"

I spoke and then darted towards an already crowded parking area with another vehicle.

My standards dropped and my legs stepped wide in a style that was not as beautiful as my name. The knee-length blue skirt made my step easier when passing through the knee-high corridor wall without having to turn first because the parked blue was not in the usual place.

" All morning?"

I greeted everyone in the class, then put down the bag in a slightly gentle gesture.

" O angel? Mang Ujang's favorite son finally came too!"

Beautiful word with curved lips.

" One minute late, brass !! I'm not taking any math lessons."

I spoke with my hands in the air right in front of my chest full of expression and at that time the teacher entered while carrying a bag that certainly contains books with material that is ready to cram my brain this morning we all fall apart in the class.

" Good morning kids?"

Greet a woman with a pretty fierce face and then sit down after the book in her hand moves to the table with a tablecloth and plastic flower vase on the right end.

The lesson begins and all seem to focus on what has been explained but does not rule out the possibility of eight out of ten people just silently paying attention without copying everything in the memory of each head.

I sat down while engraving the numbers in the paper and counted the numbers that I really thought were true ! I don't like math but I don't hate it either so I'm doing things to my ability , if it's true then it's luck and if it's wrong I'm just unlucky but two years of sitting in junior high school my grades aren't too bad and still exceed the minimum number from school.

The sound of the bell three times indicates the first subjects have ended and this is a fun moment for all of us.

The hustle and bustle of the classroom was immediately heard clashing with the cries of the teacher sitting down while giving orders.

" Well time's up the bunch of all today's chores."

" Yahhh this ma'am is not finished yet !"

" Yes ma'am I'm still working on number three!"

Shouted some students protesting for leniency.

" It doesn't matter! the group is now also already or not I don't want to know!".

Kekeh teacher and finally we succumb and collect him scramble to occupy the bottom pile and not be examined first.

" What do we eat?"

Ask Dian quickly.

" Meatballs! we're eating with the Ujang mang!"

I interrupted before they spoke.

" Yes strike!"

Accuse Ades of male character like a woman who joins us .

" Where to eat ?".

Okta asked and excitedly Dian gave an idea.

" Ok ! let's go hunt abis tu bakso."

I walked with not so wide steps, my laughter spread when it was beautiful to tell jokes for me.

Ades Dian and Okta walked hand in hand behind me and were beautiful.

" Eh there's a black-winged angel! Watch out for you guys be careful if the wings can Pakkk! It hurt you all!"

Again the lips of the girl with baby powder wrapped in her face spoke with great expression.

" Are you okay?"

Ask Okta to make sure of my situation.

Yes ! I kept quiet trying not to respond to my grandmother who always made trouble with me, my hands clenched trying to stay calm.

"Wait in the post and let your food bring us!"

Dian gave me the advice my best friend received.

" Yes Ngel! Look at that Grandma's running rampant."

Ades was infuriated by the behavior of a walking caterpillar.

" I'm in a gapapa! just so I dropped by to say what!"

I convinced my best friend and there was no way I should avoid my innocence and no guilt with him , just because I envy makes him continue to roar hot because again the love that claps one hand is being felt.