Shefani
They're Good Kids
“If he knew, if I had ever been neglected because of it. Pursuing the true meaning was bound up, until I finally gave up and found my way home. As sad as it turns out, but it will be a crazy memory as well as a mental simulation speechless.”
“Oi Lion, why do you worry about me like that?” Keyza clapped his hands right in front of the dreamy Lion's eyes while smiling to himself.
Lion simply returned a smile without looking at him. “Emang I dream?”
Keyza hit back, “Sinting!”
The guy grinned wide with his jaw raised showing his teeth.
“Maybe I used to fall like that, as deep as the ocean, and as strong as the intensity of the mariana trench. If I could reach, surely now would be happy.”
“The first aluna to land in the depths of the heart, so beautifully engraved like a charming red rose painting, which makes adrenaline feel comfortable.”
At a glance, the contents of his brain nerve cells are lulled in the good times of Lion while in the Junior High.
On the badminton court, there are only Keyza and Lion. The girl was still standing right in front of Lion, carrying the basketball he had placed next to his body with his left hand. He squinted a serious eye at the figure of Lion who suddenly turned into a zombie.
Bugh!
The big and strong basketball was placed on Lion's stomach. Suddenly, the man caught the basketball that had just landed on his stomach. His right hand touched his stomach by stroking slowly, although it hurt but he felt happy.
He also did not stop staring intensely at the beautiful human in front of him. Instead of being angry, Lion actually restored black hair with blonde highlights.
Plaque!
A smooth slap landed freely on Lion's cheek. Keyza this time was completely wrathful, his eyeballs were like emitting fire spears, cheeks flushed red, even his expression failed to show a relaxed look. Really stirring!
The blonde-haired girl with a jasmine towel draped over her shoulder walked away from the Lion's face after giving a sweet slap to a self-involved boy. Smiles are not clear, asked but not responded, this makes Keyza think if Lion is experiencing symptoms of ODGJ.
His back was already not clearly visible from eye view, Keyza had actually gone towards the direction of his class. While Lion only realized when the girl who slapped him was gone.
“Lion, you don't go back in time. Want to get a tragic rejection?” The inner man took the basketball lying beside his feet.
“Thank you, you made me fall in love. I can't stop staring at your favorite towel during badminton practice. I remember, you used to wear a towel to wipe sweat with a jasmine flower motif. My Junior High is so beautiful, huh?”
Lion plays basketball by dribbling step by step. When the basketball he bounces towards the ring, it goes right in perfectly. He smiled as he said, “MY FIRST LOVE, SYEFANI.”
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“Needs are human desires in the form of goods or services to be fulfilled so that prosperity is achieved. Human needs according to their intensity there are primary, secondary, and tertiary needs. By its nature—”
“Lo learn economy?”
The girl nodded slowly, then continued her memorization which was already halfway through.
“Lo really believe it? Today there's no economic quiz, lo diprank the same barbaric kayak class president, Ragav. Ms. Berlina did not enter today, she gave her duty to doang. His duties are entrusted from the next class,” Salma shows the economic task sheet marked Bu Berlina as the guardian of class 10 IPS 1.
“Oh yes it is. Thanks for the info,”
Salma was stunned to hear the relaxed answer from her classmate. The reason is, he is not angry at all when it has memorized a lot, but in fact diprank the same friends themselves. That hurts a lot, doesn't it? How is he used to his attitude?
Through the stairs, Shefani steps towards the school rooftop. Not to forget he brought a photo of a polaroid size 2r in his hand. The girl positioned herself sitting on a long chair leading to large buildings around the location of Laskar Titanium High School.
In front of the chair there is half a wall as a barrier, but if sitting there still looks beautiful scenery from the top of the rooftop.
Carving photos nuanced night ceiling, he palpated so slowly. Two beautiful faces painted there. The smile of death that was spouted was so real, even if it was just an eternal memory.
“Beauty, when to go home? Let's play together again, I need solace at this time.” Not feeling a single tear drop fell right on the photo carving.
There were many noiseless wounds that gave no cue as to when he would come, in the end only tears fell without speaking but he could control it perfectly.
“Syefani?” call a girl from the stairs.
Shefani turned towards the stairs on the face of the girl who had just called her name. Quickly, the photo he was crying was condensed behind his body with both hands grasping the engraving of the photo.
“Lo called Pak Tirta,”
“OK, I'm there now.” Shefani hastily rushed to the call of Mr. Tirta, the photo he claimed was now tucked in his front pocket. With a breathless tone, the girl descended the steps one by one.
“Whose photo is this? Beautiful,” Someone visited the rooftop after Shefani left from there. He found a beautiful polaroid photo engraving, as well as the objects in it. It is beautiful, more than the stars.
..
“Nih, make lo. Take aja,” said Shefani thrust a bottle of mineral water to the guy who joined the FLCO race with her.
“Ga please, thanks in advance. I can buy it myself, anyways Mak Tuti has not closed.” The man's hand held the bottle of mineral water that Shefani had offered.
“He said, sustenance can not be refused, yes? Mak Tuti Canteen is not yet closed, but the mineral water there lives one I keep buying. Are you still planning to buy mineral water there? Or—”
“Iya, yes already here. Thanks yeah, keep you drinking what?”
“Udah like my dad aja lo, sok cared. I don't think drinking is any of your business, right? Just had a drink, lots of questions!”
The man, who was crammed on the floor of the field, looked up with a strange look at the look of Shefani. “Chick girls,”
After feeling his thirst was satisfied, he ventured to just get acquainted with the girl who gave him mineral water.
“Known, my name is Alju. I know, I'm the new kid to join this FLCO. I hope you can be good friends with me.” Alju stuck out his right hand to get acquainted.
Shefani is throwing out that guy's hand. “Hai, Alju. I'm Shefani, greetings. Welcome to join too,”
“Hai, Shefani. Btw, this is the exercise is over, right? I have an appointment with temen-temen,”
“Udah kok, just go home aja gapapa. After all, Mr. Tirta still has business outside.”
From a distance it appears the gang of boys is waiting for Alju to rush away with such thorough preparation.
“Alju, come on hunt? We wait beside the gate ya.” shouted one of Alju's friends from the parking lot.
“Kayak never met,” said Syefani in his mind. He remembers unusual meetings, but it is also difficult to remember depending on the people we meet.
Shefani gave a thumbs up to Alju who was moving towards a motorcycle parked next to the badminton court.
“Lo chat with who the hell? Girl like that, what are you again PDKT?” nosil Evander's.
Alju put his lazy shoulder to the unfortunate question from the leader's father. “Eh, whose target were we yesterday? I just joined today,”
“Street beggar!”
Five sharp glances were fixed on Evander's eyes, he was so strangled when his friends looked at him with cynical gazes. “NOT BEGGARS, BUT CHILD BUSKERS. IF GA TAU, NO NEED TO SAY!”
Again, the leader's father blames his nonsense. Without further ado, the six of them set out toward their main target yesterday who failed to just talk for a moment. There was a lot of traffic that day, plus a crowd of people gathered on the side of the road that made the streets jammed.
“We usually park kayak yes, walk aja.” command Dhien give aba-aba from the top of the motor before turning towards the motor daycare stall.
After parking the motor perfectly, Zero grew curious about the incident across the street. There are many crowds around, he was with his friends crossed the traffic is quite crowded and towards the crowd.
“Excuse me, what's up?”
“What's up, Sir?”
One of the residents said that there had been an accident between a small child and a motorcycle that resulted in a small child being seriously injured in his leg. Now, the owner of the motorcycle has been handled by the police while the little boy is still lying weak helplessly waiting for the nearest health center.
“That's right, Azam?” drien exclaimed in the direction of the severely injured child victim, covered in fresh blood flowing in the heel of his foot.
“Come, quickly help him. Vee, book a taxi online now!”
Not until five minutes, the taxi came in the direction that Veehan ordered. Dhien, assisted by other residents, brought Azam into the taxi, the man who will accompany Azam to the hospital. Meanwhile, the other Gazero gangs were piggybacking on the street children following Dhien and Azam.
“Motor how?”
“Mildly, you told his mother if the motor first, I'll take it back. Give money to his mother. Poor motor time I do not know myself riding arbitrarily, I unplug first ya.” The taxi left the scene.
“Let's all of you come with us, followed by Azam's sister.” with Gebra lead one by one the children across the road to take the motor.
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“Where is Azam's condition, brother? Is he all right?” asked Raihan with an anxious look accompanied by tears.
“Azam is still being treated by Doctor, you are calm. We pray that Azam will quickly wake up and be able to gather together again. Don't cry dong, wipe it slowly.” Alju slightly bent down to equalize her height with Raihan. He gently wiped the tears that fell from Raihan's eyes, then hugged him tightly.
“We haven't told Twinkle, Raihan. If he's worried about waiting for us how?” said one of Raihan's girlfriends.
“Twinkle? Who's that?” Gazero's gang was curious about the figure of Twinkle, who was repeatedly called the children.
“Twinkle the—”
“Good afternoon, with the patient's family on behalf of Azam?”
Dhien took his step towards the Doctor and said,
“Hmm, I am not his family. But, I will be in charge of Azam.”
“Good. The patient is much better, the bleeding has been successfully treated. The patient is also conscious, please if you will visit him. Oh yes one more, if for 24 hours the patient does not feel excessive effects, then he can already go home the next day.”
“Aalhamdulillah's. Thank you, Doctor.”
“Sama-sama, I'm sorry.”
Gazero's gang invited the children to enter Azam's ward. When they saw his friend lying weakly on the hospital gurney, they immediately hugged Azam tightly with an affection that could not be expressed words.
“Azam, how are you doing? Does it still hurt?”
“Udah is not sick, just healed again. Thanks for helping me,”
“You should thank these brothers, those who helped us all. We just got hugged here nyusulin you.”
Azam set his sights one-on-one towards Gazero's gang. The face he saw was no stranger to him. Just now he remembered that these brothers who yesterday approached him on the side of the road, but he actually ran away in fear with other friends.
The boy tried to sit with a pillow behind him. Gebra reflexes help Azam to sit as comfortably as possible. “Cautious.”
“Kak, Azam sorry yes. Yesterday, I invited my friends to run and leave because I thought you would ask for our work. Instead, all the brothers who today help me and my friends. Thank you yes, sis.” said Azam shrank his voice, he could only lower his head with guilt.
“Halo hotshot, don't talk like that huh. I know you're scared of us, because we never met before. But now you know him, right? So, don't feel guilty again yeah.” Veehan stood right in Azam's gurney, and hugged the boy with a warm embrace.
Dhien and the others gave smiles of happiness to Azam. How proud they are of those children, so responsible and not forgetting their extraordinary polite attitude.
While Evander, he just flinch sitting in a waiting chair that is located outside the outpatient room. Saying nothing, he was more silent than action. Indeed, nothing can change his selfish nature, let alone the rampant prestige of the square level.
“Behold, I followed Evander first. My wonder, the child has no sense of humane at all.” said Zero who went outside the ward to meet the father of the leader.
“Tell him, tell him to come in. If you don't want to, tell her to go home.” Dhien reply to push and get upset with the attitude that his friend showed to innocent children.
“Loh, where are the boys? Didn't you wait here?” Zero asked the whereabouts of the boy to some people who were sitting around the place where Evander was waiting.
They didn't see Evander, not even the direction he was going. He rushed towards the parking lot, passed various patients and his family passed by, until in the parking lot Evander motorbike was still there.
“Chat ga dibales, called instead ga active. Nih boy nusahin start his work, try to confirm to Dhien aja deh.”
“Please I—”
“Pentol Ze's... Zero...” There was a deft voice that made Zero's feather goosebumps.
His eyes rose to stare at a clear-cut writing board just above a room. “Ha..”
“Why my heart wails.... lariiiiiii!”
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