
"Destiny and luck, you say? Do you think your destiny will be overwritten by luck as you wish? If in this world there is a lot of luck, bad luck is just as much" Ruben said.
"So you mean that I will definitely get bad luck in UTS later?" ask Ruben.
"I didn't mean to say it, just that, right? Tell me, when did you get a grade that least passed KKM? There ain't?" ask Ahsan.
"Mmmm there isn't yah? I also forgot hahaha," Ruben laughed instead.
"Of course there is no... Don't pretend to forget that" Ahsan said.
Not long after, the bell sign of the end of the first break also rang. The students who had been during a busy study break, have now started preparing books for the next subjects.
***
...A feel...
The clouds this morning are so high
Through the infinite horizon
The line that separates light and dark,
Day and night, day and night,
Imagination and reality, though,
The more days, the more vague and imprintless it looks
I don't know if anyone heard me or not,
When I scream for help,
When I screamed help me, please,
As I shouted thank you, I,
Or when I scream I love you,
The sound of crying that sounded so ear-splitting,
The screams conveyed a message that was either meaningful or not, but so clear
A loud voice, yet it sounded so lonely,
The voice was so loud, yet it felt so silent,
I don't know, it's reality or it's just a fantasy
All I know is that the sound of crying is none other than my own crying
The sound that I recorded was about 1 windu, that,
Now it's out and I can't control it anymore.
That is the poem that Risal made that actually to follow the poetry contest at the school festival 2 weeks ago. However, for some reason, Risal did not turn over the script. And for some reason, he himself put the poem on the board Mading (magazine wall) class.
"Oi Lang how many times do you want to read Risal's poem?" asked Ruben who was by my side.
"I really like Risal's poem. Every time I read it, it felt deeper and deeper. Too bad Risal did not submit this manuscript to the committee," said I.
"You know what else, but the most important thing is not the appreciation he received or the recognition of others, the most important thing is that Risal's feelings can be conveyed to the entire contents of the class" said Ruben.
"Yes, maybe what Risal really wanted to say was that thing. He actually does not need an award, all he needs is a friend who can accompany him when he is feeling lonely" I said.
***
After school, I plan to stop by the bookstore that belonged to Maria's grandmother, Cindy. Besides I was looking to buy a new book, I also wanted to improve my relationship with Cindy who had never talked to each other again or just simply greeting from that day.
I didn't go straight to the bookstore, but I waited until all the kids were home. Actually do not have to wait for everything to come home, but just wait for Cindy to come home first. That way, Cindy should already be at the bookstore when I come later.
"Oi Lang, go home yuk," said Ruben as he patted my shoulder.
"You go first, I have a little business," I said.
"Ha business? Why do you sound like a father, a teacher who is having business, what is your business?" ask Ruben.
"Of course Galang's business is none of your business" Ahsan said.
"Haaa again you're well," muttered Ruben.
"Here you go, Galang said there is business, let's go first" Ahsan said.
"Hmmm yaudah deh, we first Lang," said Ruben who then immediately left the class.
***
After Cindy is seen leaving class, I will wait a few minutes until Cindy reaches her grandmother's bookstore.
After a few minutes, and having been convinced that Cindy had reached the bookstore, I rushed straight to the bookstore. This time, I walked with a racing heart.
I still don't know what's wrong with me, so Cindy treats me like that. But at least I know what to say when I meet him. I think I just need to apologize.
Arriving at the bookstore, I was a little surprised. It turns out that after some time did not visit, there is currently an employee who works at the bookstore. A man who was still quite young and somehow his face was so familiar. It feels like I've met him, but I forgot where.
"Welcome" said the male employee kindly.
I smiled in response to the welcome of the new employee and started walking around the bookstore. Back to my original goal, which was to meet Cindy and also apologize if I had anything wrong. However, it was a pity, after I went around the shop, I did not find it. Is Cindy not living here anymore? Or maybe, he already knew that I wanted to come here and chose not to show himself? I don't know.
In the end, I decided to ask the employee first about Cindy. If the employee doesn't know, then I'll ask his grandmother.
"Mission, ask. Have you seen Grandma Maria's granddaughter who's not the same age as me?" ask me.
"Well, what's the deck?" ask the employee.
"There's something I want to tell my granddaughter, Grandma Maria. Did he come home or not?" ask me again.
"It doesn't seem like it yet, I haven't seen it" she replied.
"Oh so, yes" answered me who was somewhat disappointed.
"I think I've met you on deck, but where is it?" say that employee.
"Eh, do you feel that too? I do too. It was the first time to squirm, I immediately felt very familiar and also it felt like I had met, but somewhere," I replied.
"During... If you hear such a rigid style of speech, I remember.." the employee immediately gave his finger to sound quite loud, "nahh... I remember now... This adek who came to the swimming pool at that time was the same?" ask the employee.
***
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