Shefani
Emotionally Triggered
“Come to the canteen!”
“Sok-sokan fuss again, relax aja time. Partly we enter the IPA is also not his own desire right, it could be a gang enter the IPA all even though there are no faces like science children, let alone not look ambiguous faces! ****!” evander was upset with the school's decision.
“Van, you're also bego anyway. I already know the bell break I took to the canteen lo nolak, now less than five minutes we enter, eh lo ngajak to the canteen. Tired me long ago.” protested Veehan by leaning against the wall of his class.
“Every day must be like gini tuh boy,” great-grandson Gebra while patting her eel.
“Udah, it's our destiny for the six of us to become IPA children. More precisely, IPA rehabilitation pathway, not achievement path.” grumbled Evander with a giggle without guilt.
Evander with Gazero’s team to the cafeteria which seems to have been deserted. Without a doubt, the six of them ordered food and drinks just to rest the mind that had collapsed because they were constantly told to count.
“Mak Tutttt.. rice pecel 6 plates yes same five orange ice, one.” iced tea Zero with his shrill voice.
“Ok, Mas Zero. Awaiting yes,” sahut Mak Tuti.
“Gue is still curious, why can we enter IPA? Though clearly we fill the IPS department form, and the test is also IPS material kok.”
“Lah, not random huh? As far as I know, the test questions are random, IPA same IPS. So, our brains are pitted, more polite to where, IPA or IPS. Uh as it turns out, our brains are all more polite to IPA.”
Dhien began to think of something that should not be important to think about. He is one of the Gazero members who knows more about things around him than other members.
“Tau ah I mah, males thought! Destiny times, we enter IPA. Bokap I only until now still doubt if his son entered the IPA. My two brothers have been in IPS all, great really me!” confide in Zero in stylistically justifying his collar.
“Udah do not mostly bacot if alive, it's lucky lo all one class the same me,” said Evander chuckled softly.
Having just welcomed the food that Mak Tuti brought, the entrance bell had already resonated loudly in the ears. Evander and his friends did not care, they considered the bell in like dust dragged by the wind.
“Mas Evander, the bell in. Later diomelin again the same Mr. Heru,” said Mak Tuti who panicked himself.
“Pak Heru has a mak meeting, so he is off he said.”
Dhien crunching quietly, “Yes, this boy is acting again.”
Still not ignored the words of Mak Tuti. They eat together while playing their favorite game. Haven't had time to finish the food, there was a strange shrill scream heard.
“Hey, you all! Quickly log in, why is it still in the cafeteria?” Mr. Heru was ready with his weapon that is a broom while wrapping his hands around his waist.
Their eyeballs were fixed on the figure of a middle-aged man, with large glasses, carrying a broom, somewhat fat, and an extremely sharp gaze.
They stood up and went to the call of Mr. Heru, not forgetting Evander left money as a sheet of one hundred thousand rupiah at the table of the canteen owned by Mak Tuti.
“Come, quick login!”
“Mangga, Pak.” greeted Evander while bending his body when passing Pak Heru.
“Morning, Sir.” saya Dhien smiled forcefully.
“Siang, Sir.” greet Alju chuckles small.
“Sore, Sir.” greet Veehan
“Night, sir.” greet Gebra while restoring her super thick hair. Basic man, savage of those kids!
Mr Heru widened his eyeballs, “Hei, where are you going?”
Alju turned her body and looked at Mr. Heru, “Say told me to enter the class, yes we want to enter.”
Mr. Heru stepped foot towards Evander and his friends. “Which class are you? It's IPA class, why come here?”
Veehan ventured to approach Mr. Heru and positioned himself right next to the teacher. “Please excuse me, Sir. We are six of these IPA children, more precisely 10 IPA 7. So, the direction we go home, uh the direction we go is yes to class IPA.” Veehan softened his voice.
“So, you're IPA kids? Looks like an IPS child I thought earlier,” replied Mr. Heru with a facial expression that increasingly distrust.
“Wah, don't talk like that. We are pure IPA children, if you do not believe, I give you a question. Mr. Heru is a chemistry teacher, right? And tomorrow the schedule is in class 10 IPA 7 as well, right?” evander asked, raising his left eyebrow.
“Tumben, this new kid is really the talk. Thank God if there is little progress,” said Dhien in his heart while stroking his chest slowly.
“True yes you, yes you already believe even though it is still half-and-half. We'll meet tomorrow, be careful! Already there in!” mr. Heru's order urged that his students immediately enter the classroom.
***
“Good, everything. Today we rehearsed the first day after the bell came home. Before the exercise, we warm up to be led Ghazan.” Pak Tirta conditioned the atmosphere to make students excited even though the day was tired because of teaching and learning activities.
Ghazan leads warming up on the basketball court. Shefani appears to be training with her friends. Approximately 15 minutes of heating, Pak Tirta asked his students to spread according to the sports that were followed.
“Syefani, you enter mixed doubles yes. You pair with Lion, you ready?” asked Mr. Tirta staring flatly at Shefani.
“Good, Sir. I'm ready,”
Lion and Shefani began badminton training with co-stars Edric and Jessie who are alumni of badminton High School Laskar Titanium.
In the first half they played, with a score of 21-15, while in the second half their last score was 21-16. The pair of Edric and Jessie who have started the victory.
Lion actually knows what the reason for this imbalance is. He turned towards Shefani, seeing that his facial reaction was indeed uncomfortable. But, the girl did not say anything and remained silently pensively staring at her senior's instructions.
“Gue should talk about this to Mr. Tirta. I was less close to him when he was in Junior High, but I know that he prefers to play individually. Even in the past she was a champion continues to be a female athlete.” Inner Lion with a long sigh.
The practice time is over which indicates 16.30 WIB. Pak Tirta gave instructions to his students to end the exercise and immediately go home. Jessie and Edric approached the self-taught Shefani.
“Dik, you are the same Lion has good potential. Sister see you have your own characteristics in fighting badminton.”
“Iya right. Keep training, don't be awkward to compete. If there is a problem, immediately speak up do not be silent. Here you learn the responsibility with what Mr. Tirta gives, let alone you compete carrying the name alma mater.” said Edric firmly.
Lion glanced at Shefani, then looked down while listening to the advice of his senior brother.
After the two senior brothers left the field, Lion challenged Shefani to a single badminton match. The girl eagerly agreed to Lion's challenge.
Lion and Shefani start playing badminton one-on-one. Looks they are very balanced in playing, especially with the Smash-an Shefani that is so beautiful and landed perfectly so that the Lion is overwhelmed.
“Newly this time I saw him laughing sumringah. Though the initial match, he was a lot of silence and did not look comfortable. I'm getting confused about her true nature, especially yes women are difficult to understand.” Inner Lion shook his head.
“Eh, why are you dumb?” shefani asked suddenly who saw Lion smiling himself by looking at the coc he was holding.
Lion soon realized from his daydream and started playing again with perfect tactics. His punch hindered Shefani's focus, but the girl was very clever in accepting the opponent's bait.
Just how it almost landed on the floor of the field, Shefani swiftly took over. His whole body was lifted up to receive the bait, then he smashed with a loud bang. However, this time the direction is not directed to the opponent, but the wrong target of someone who is walking towards the parking lot.
Puk!
His reflection so hard landed perfectly on the head of the man in sunglasses, wearing a jeans jacket, and a tie tied around his forehead. Goddamnit!
Syefani's eyeballs widened, squealed when the direction of the blow was wrong target. He reflexively silenced his mouth, then walked towards the target victim.
“Gue sorry yes, not intentionally. Lo gapapa, right?” ask the girl worried.
The man bent down to pick up the coc lying next to his shoes. He looked up at the girl who was now standing in front of him. Beautiful girl, white, in sports uniform, in blue and white shoes, and a racket grip on her left hand.
“Oh so you are crammed this into me?”
“Iya,” the answer is short.
“Why don't you apologize?” ask the man again with a cynical look.
“Lo budek what deliberately make perception if I am wrong, huh?”
“My name is Evander, good to call lo, lo, lo,” he said to switch the conversation.
Shefani rotates his eyes lazy. “Sick! I didn't ask your name, I'm sorry. Here, how come it's backin.” The girl grabbed the coke that Evander held, then brushed aside the boy's hand.
Evander scrunched his forehead while raising his left eyebrow after seeing the strange attitude of the girl who was in school with him. Which descendant girl anyway? Similar incarnate, so the outpouring of a creature prestige level meganthropus.
A loud cell phone noise vibrated in the pocket of the boy's pants. Just now he wanted to avenge the actions of the song girl, suddenly someone called him.
“Halo, Mah. What's up?”
“Evan where? Let's go home, afternoon hunt. Papah bentar again also home,”
“Yes, this is Evan going home. Fifteen minutes to go, calm down. Bye, Mah.”
Soon, Evander started the engine. Before he left, he took a look at the girl who was playing badminton. Glancing his eyes so sharp, if not told to quickly go home, Evander had raised his hand to avenge the behavior of the girl. Just watch out, wait for me.
Fyi, his other alliance gang has been home since the beginning of the school bell. Meanwhile, Evander himself must face Bu Widji, as the chairman of the BP/BK manager. He had to sign a letter of violation of the order, because it was three times late in the class hours, for the other fellowship creature had only twice violated, so it was still safe.
“Appes really today me, where the tengu children behind first.” great-grandchildren collide upset while riding a Vespa motor belongs to papah.
***
Evander enters the housing of his residence. He put his papa favorite motorcycle in a special garage for other Vespa motor collections. Walking from the garage to the floor of his house, knocking on the bell, and standing in the main doorway.
“Mah, Evan go home.” call him with a loud roar.
“Hey, what's that screaming like? Not greetings, instead yells ga clearly!” The boy's call was echoed by Ragnar, Papah Evander.
Ragnar emerged from his room, followed by Raline—Mamah Evander who followed in his steps.
“Papah, already home turned out. Tumben, usually-”
Ragnar cuts off his son's words. “Normally home at night. That's what you mean?” Evander just smiled shyly while scratching his nape that did not feel itchy.
Ragnar tells Evander to leave the house, then return with a greeting that must be familiarized. “Quick!”
The guy flicked his shoulder lazily, his hand held out a bag on the sofa. Evander's burly body turned outwards. Closing the door slowly.
From outside the door, he greeted her again. “Assalamu’alaikum. Mah, Pah, Evan came home.”.
“Wa’alaikumsalam warahmatullahi wabarakatuh,” replied Ragnar and Raline compact.
Evander kissed the back of his parents' hands, then picked up the bag lying on the sofa. Not at school, at home, I'm fucking amazed.
Ragnar Goldziher, President Director of PT. Alam Goldmehr contributing in mining and petroleum. The 39-year-old is known for being religious, friendly and very assertive. No wonder, if Evander the only wayangnya son educated for discipline since childhood. But, in fact, Evander is sometimes still exposed to the anger of Ragnar due to his careless actions.
“After bathing and cleaning, we pray Maghrib congregation. Listen to you, Evan?!”
“Iya listen, Pah.” The man stepped towards his favorite kingdom weakly lethargic. His left hand was now dragging the tiny, light bag over the tile.
Started to lay his body on the island of Kapok after putting shoes on the shelf and put the bag next to the trash can just like that.
His eyes closed in silence. Lo budek is deliberately making perception if I'm wrong, huh?
Suddenly, the guy winks after remembering the words of the girl he met in the field after school. ****! I just found out, there's a girl like that at school.
“Evan darling, shower is not yet?”
Ow hell! Mampus lo!
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