Short Story (Cerpen)

Love Another Time (Part 1)

Category: Love Story

Title: Love Another Time (Part 1)

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I tapped the dark blue LED watch in my left hand, it turned out that time had shown at 06:45, meaning there was only 15 minutes to go to school. How'this? Today is the first day of school in the new class and semester. Whereas before, I promised I would be more disciplined after the holidays, but what? Progress more regress. Okay, rather than many stories, it is better to run as fast as possible and pray that after arriving at the stop near the house immediately get a transport. Haaa, finally came a light blue angkot who was ready to take me to school.

During the trip, I unceasingly asked the driver to step on the gas so that the freight rate was getting faster and every 5 seconds I pushed the clock button continuously, it makes me refit it to the store once a week. On the side of the road, there was a young student in a gray white uniform whose face was very mainstream because if I was late he must also be late, the badge next to his right arm was written New Town High School, yup! My SMA. His name was Baim, He rode the freight I was riding.

'Baim.' Sapaku is cheerful because there are friends who are both (maybe) late.

'What the hell? Very alay.'

'There's a meeting if it's late, hehe.' I grin.

'Even, I will faithfully accompany those who are late.' Baim said proudly.

'How proud?' My insinuation.

'That's also 'is it?' Baim said with his cool-looking look.

I just kept quiet because I didn't know what to say anymore, I was often late, but still bad Baim, He for a week sometimes late to 4 times, if I only 2-3 times. Teachers to the point of confusion will be given what students whose hobbies are late, like us. A penalty? Not working, cool clock? It's only been broken for a week because I always make toys.

Finally at school, I pulled my LED watch, it showed at 07:28.

SMS from Rena

From : Renata

km where ka? Get to the field! The show has started!

Reply:

I am still OTW. OTW to your heart. It's at the back gate and no one's guarding it.

To: Renata

Crazy child, surely abis watch the concert of the Indonesian boyband that is semalem -____-

Reply:

did you say renaaa? What's the show doing on the field? Not just a class divide!

To: Renata

Oh, that's a spit!

I immediately headed to the main square to receive a briefing from the Headmaster, perhaps a congratulatory move back and new rules were set. Oh My God, that's not important. I don't like things like that. I prefer the one to the point.

Before I head to the field, I'd better go to the bathroom. While Baim was driving towards the field regardless of me, he was like that usually. But, it's okay.

In the bathroom, there was an X. yup! That's Resti, my classmate.

'Eh Res, the show is over yet?' I can't wait to not follow the briefing and see the class divide right away.

'Emm, it's almost finished Ka.' Obviously Resti, then silent for a moment, he looked at me from the tip of the foot to the tip of the head. Then smile. It's so weird, my mind.

'Are you late, Alika?' Resti said with a smile.

'Em, it's normal.' Answer's short.

'Smart also you, not directly to the field but to the bathroom first.'

I just smiled cunningly. I'm used to being late, so I already know the tips and tricks. Sometimes I go to the photocopier first, if in the photocopian is quiet, I put my bag in the photocopier I enter the school gate only bring textbooks clock to 1 – 2, while the 3rd hour and so on, I took my bag in the photocopian, the security guard who saw me and probably already memorized my absurd behavior just smiled cynically showing off his mustache.

Direction was completed, had seen students who began to paving field to see class division. I was earlier in front of the bathroom, while Resti returned to the main square. Now, I'm heading to the paving field to see a new class division. Agilely, I infiltrated the urging of friends who also wanted to find out their class. Yup! Be met. I, Alika Amalia Utari class XI IS 2. It turns out I'm not in the same class as Aldi, the guy that I assessed when I was in X class, but we were one major and I was hoping for a classmate. From my first class of X-4 in XI IS 2 there was me, Dawn, and another one that made me grunt was Zaneta, a girl who likes to chat, and I love it, not to be blamed and when class X he likes to tease Aldi.

The entrance bell rang, I immediately headed for class XI IS 2, my class was located in the 2nd floor building facing north. However, the class was not opened yet, I also got acquainted with my new friends covered with a still timid atmosphere. Understandably, among each other different classes, many are unfamiliar. Although there are already know each other because of the same background, for example, once one Junior High School.

'Hi, hmm Alika?' Sapa a cute little blonde chick who glanced at my name badge. On the badge her name is Arina.

'Hi!' I said shaking hands.

'You're from the X-4? Sama Zaneta too.' said Arina.

'Yes' My answer is short.

Aah Zaneta again! Yes, she is famous but not because she is a youtube artist, an accomplished girl, a playgirl, or anything else. Instead, he is famous because his older brother who has graduated is a former chairman of OSIS exemplary. During class X, the class brothers often play to my class to meet the sister of an ex-chairman of OSIS who has graduated, in order to ask the news of his handsome brother. In class he was very proud to tell the greatness of his brother. To me, that is absurd.

Mas Darmono is one of the clening services in charge of opening classes every day, finally coming. He opened our class. We immediately entered the class, followed by the homeroom, then introduced and formed the organization of the class.

When all was done, we were told to clean up. What the fuck, just entered the first time has been told to clean up. Friends look uninspired, even gossip in the back. Zaneta looks very familiar with new friends, such as Annisa, Oxa, Rachel, etc. Annisa is the most famous girl in cyberspace. While Oxa is a beautiful girl, but more for mercy, she is an exkul with Annisa, her excursion is cool, journalist. While Rachel is the most-existing tomboy in this school, she's the captain of basketball at our High School.

All that looks to work is me, Arina, Oxa, Vera, Ayu and all the guys.

'Eh this class want in mop no Rin?' I asked the class president aka Arina.

Without orders, I immediately took the mop lap that was in the back, the legacy of the upperclassmen who used to be residents in this class. I brought a mop to the bathroom to be cleaned because it looks very dirty, understand we have been on vacation for a month. In the bathroom, there is a bucket that is not used or not used, so I use it for water containers. My class was so far from the bathroom, I was overwhelmed with a mop and a bucket of water. Aldi saw that overwhelmed me, he just flashed a cynical and harassing smile. Shit once, my mind.

When I climbed the stairs to my class and was still in a state of being overwhelmed by a mop and a bucket filled with water, it made me feel like a maid. Holy hooch! when I stepped on the last rung of stairs, I lost balance so that the water in the bucket was spilled and I slipped so that the mop I brought to me was tragic. Worse, everyone just laughed at my expression and position when I fell, no help though, damn it! However, there is one guy who is also my class, his name is Bani. Says he helped me out of the trouble I was having. He took me to class, and sat me in a chair. The amused laughter still enveloped the atmosphere outside the classroom, but I didn't care about it.

'Other times, be careful, if not strong, take it one-on-one.' He advised me to be more careful.

'Yes, thank you, Ban' I said in a stammering tone as I was still in shock and enduring the pain.

'Oh, my God, your knee is bleeding. I'll get you a P3K box first.' He offered.

Then Afika who had been gossiping in the back came to me, she was one of the PMR members in our High School.

'Oh my God, Alika, what is it? Let me get you a P3K box first. Just calm down, don't panic. Bani, you wait for Alika yes, don't go anywhere first' Her words are so soothing.

'Ready doctor ma'am.' Reply Bani with respect.

I saw that Afika had brought a box with P3K.

'No, for you. Here I am wearing a bandage!' Afika.

'Duh Ka, really ngrepotin nih I will, but thanks ya.' My answer is to endure the pain.

Slowly Afika cleaned my wound, then bandaged it.

'Thank you Ka, you are so good' I said with a smile.

'Yes equally.' Answer Afika.

Afika is a name that BETI with me, BEDA THIN means, I am Alika and she is Afika. We have the same nickname, ika. He used to be an X-5, next to my class.

The home bell also rings. I came home wet. I came home last so that not many people saw me in a wet and dirty shirt. When I left class, Rafi was alone next to the stairs. Whether he's waiting for me or waiting for who, I don't know.

'You come home wet like this?' Ask Rafi.

'Yes, how else?'

'Put on my jacket!' Bargainly.

'No Fi, thank you.' Refuse me politely.

'Yes, I'm first yes.' He said, leaving me.

I went home with an angkot ride as usual, the atmosphere in this city was very hot. Yep! hot, so my clothes dry fast.

I finally got home. In front of the house there is a motorcycle satria, whether it belongs to whom, if the cement papa, it is not possible, the style of the fathers use a motorcycle satria

'Assalamualaikum.. you know ma' mot' Not finished I asked, it turns out there are already play boy creatures in the living room.

'Waalaikum salam.yes that's the Angga's motor'

It turns out that my cousin's bike is called Angga Sadewa Putra, as well.

'Gapain here?' Sinister manyu.

'Hey, like dong, people I don't want to meet you!' ketus answer.

I didn't answer, then went into the room.

I went down the stairs and sat in the front seat of the mango while picking up the red apple I took from the fridge.

'Ehm, outside there's a new bike!' Angga said showing off and started the conversation.

'Continue?' My reply cynically

'Yes guess whose bike it is?' He said while rolling his eyeballs

'Where do I know, and I don't want to know.'

'Oh, my cousin who is quite a can-tik, I tell you, it is the motor of a very cool and cool guy that is Angga Sadewa Putra, understand Alika?' Evidently.

'Oh' I just had an oh-ria while enjoying my red apple.

'Hmm, actually I, Angga Sadewa Saputra came to the house of Alika Amalia Utari which is quite a bit can-tik to show my new ninja motor, thank you.' He said show off and pretentious

'Oh, so, if you're done, then what should you do, get out of my house or?' I satirize subtly with slightly bulging eyes

'All right, dear Alika I'll go but don't dream if I'll take you for a walk on my motorcycle.' He said as he moved out of the house.

'People go home aunty, want a new motor service.' Angga said goodbye to the mother who was in the kitchen.

I just crossed my hands in front of my chest while looking at Angga with an expelling look.

Why is today so unlucky, starting from Aldi who only laughed at me because I look like a maid who was about to mop, then the incident I fell on the stairs, and then I fell on the stairs, well this is a strange and annoying play boy who comes uninvited to make people more bad-mood.