SEVENTEEN LINE
Surprise-1
Aini
“One day I want to greet you again through this letter. Are you doing all right? Can I send a letter like this. Lately there have been a lot of things that have made me very curious. Ruining my quiet life into a spark. Sorry, I didn't greet you yesterday. Because I'm not okay. Didn't you forget me? I actually need a friend to tell a story. But you haven't found me right.
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By. Yoga”
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This morning I was again surprised by a letter I had not received in a long time. I thought that prankster wasn't around anymore. But there is still yes. This time the letter did not contain a message to adore me. Letter different. And no chocolate is usually tucked in the mail. Not that I wish, but yes I do remember the same. Why try to send a letter like this. Kayk ancient times. Now the technology is very sophisticated. Bizarrely.
I slipped the letter back into my bag. There is a curiosity I have long forgotten. In the end, I remember it again. I want a name on that no-man's letter.
“Ni, why are you?”, asked Artha to stop my daydreaming.
“Tha, I have a secret”, I whispered.
“Apaan? Early in the morning make a scene Aini Tamaro. Please deh”
“I'm serious. Don't be noisy”, I whispered to him.
“I got another letter tha”
“Ha? Seriously?”, he shouted.
“Pelan-pelan woi”
“Sorry sorry detachment”
“Do not be noisy tha. The others will be in a scene. I forget the same as Orang”
“Tuh, yesterday we did not have time to investigate anyway. Though we have secretary of osis”
“Benet you too yes. Later we try to unload a child whose name is Yoga ya”
Suddenly Wella comes along with Rara
“What are you doing?”, asked Rara.
“Gapapa”, said me and Artha simultaneously.
The name is again present. My curiosity is increasing. I thought this story would be closed. But it just started. I just walked in (again). Is it okay if I want to know about this guy?
“Ehhhh there is a birthday nihh”, shouted one of the classmates.
All eyes were on the owner of the voice. Changing the classroom atmosphere to be more boisterous and rowdy.
Looks like the class leader entered the class by holding a box of cakes that have been decorated with candles. Others cheered and sang birthday songs. Me and the other friends also welcomed the singing and brought the classroom atmosphere to life when the class leader dashingly gave the cake to Sella. Sella seemed embarrassed and radiant to receive a sweet treatment from the class leader.
“Ciee”
“Cieeee cieee cieee”
All the children were getting excited to see Sella getting more radiant.
“Still ya”, said Sella with her best smile.
The hysterical screams of the other friends made me laugh. Many praised the bravery of the class leader as he approached Sella. All this time they were near Sella never ignored the class leader. And today Sella seemed to lose with the strong sense of belonging to the class leader.
“You want not to be my girlfriend?”, said the ketia osis who was greeted by other friends.
Sella's red face bore shame. It seems like he really doesn't know what to say.
“Jawab dong Sell”, shouted someone.
“Udah thank you Sell”, shouted the others.
“You are Sell, let alone sih”, they shouted together.
Sella speaks very subtly. Soft and barely making a sound.
“Iya. I'm mau”
“Yeyyy”
“Woaaahh kewren lo ket”
“Hasekkkk new coupleuuu in classess”
“Selamaattt Sella”
We have a lot of time, but not a lot of opportunities to enjoy that happiness. Now it might not be interesting. But when your gap in pleasure binds destiny to laughter, nothing can change it. Because it's yours that's delayed.
