Simple But Special

#Party#

This morning, as usual. I wake up at 5am and it's my routine, so there's no need for an alarm anymore because I'll wake up at exactly 5. After that I did my job before I left for school.

It's all over, time to go and leave as usual.

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A bright morning, with sunshine that warms the body. The sun still seemed embarrassed to show his face. I walked down the school corridor to my class in IPA2. The atmosphere was not yet fully crowded, as it was still half seven.

I kept walking lightly while occasionally singing small songs.

Cring....

The bell rings, it's time for the first lesson.

"For the children" said Rama, our new homeroom teacher.

"For Buu," we answered in unison.

"Today it seems like we have a discussion first, taking care of our departure to your previous homemaker's wedding" said Rama, we just listened.

"Oh yes, the treasurer please give to Mother a list of names that have submitted funds according to what we agreed," he continued and followed by the class treasurer gave a book containing the list.

Bu Rama read one by one in silence, and began to ask back.

"We have 30 people, and still 20 people. Ten more how?"

"Mom, can you do it later? on the day of departure, well there we collect it?" a proposal of a friend of ours, and it represents all of us who have yet to collect, including me, haha.

"It's okay, don't forget later, and I hope you all come because it's your homeroom show,"

That morning there was really no study, we were busy discussing about our departure. Starting from the bus, gift, and so forth. Actually it could be short, but the name of the young man, biasalah haha.

"Mom, he said Ferdinan did not join the group, he took a motorcycle, he said," said the head of our class in the midst of discussions.

"But I see he's paying here. So what about this?" said Mrs Rama.

"Tie to the others, ma'am" replied Ferdinan.

"Of course it's Nan" said Rama.

"Rik, you're good" he said pointing at Riko. But the appointed even ogah-ogahan, and just keep quiet.

The class leader was busy looking for people who were roughly suitable.

"Oh Nis, how about you?" asked Farel, our class president pointed at me.

"Huh?" I gawk, why am I in the side?

"You have to, you haven't paid, either" Farel continued.

"Ask the man" I replied at last. If Ferdinan agrees yes, it is fine.

"Nan, is Nisa the same?" ask Farel.

"Okay, Anisa" said Farel, and was taken by Rama's mother.

I shut up, watching Ferdinan. He was silent, and the look on his face I can't guess.

"I should have just rejected it," I murmured in my heart slightly regretting accepting the offer. Because to be honest, I feel we are no longer as close as we used to be and lately he also often avoids. I don't know why I don't know either. Am I overreacting or is he avoiding? I just want to punch his face.

"Judah if that's what I'll give it back at the party. He's coming too" I murmured again in my heart. Rather than being haunted by a sense of unease, it is better to be sent home. I also plan to pay for the day of departure.

*****

Ting

My phone reads, there's a meaningful incoming message. I quickly opened it, and there was the name of Nadia to send a message.

"Nis, are you ready yet?" tanyakanya.

"A little bit more, just have breakfast" I said.

"I'll go to your house, let me go from there,"

"May, come, please,"

"Okey, otw."

I immediately took the rice and its side dishes for breakfast. Today we're going to our homeroom party. And info from the group, he said the bus had already left. The gathering point is at the boarding house of Hana and Putri, but because my house is in the direction of our road to the party location, so we do not go to the gathering point. It's not just me, the others are the same.

Shortly, Nadia arrived. We sat on the terrace waiting for our bus.

It was almost an hour, but the bus we were waiting for did not come. Though he said in his bus group already road, but I don't know which way we don't know.

"It's a long time ago, it's been almost an hour the city's waiting. He said he left at 7, this is already 8, how the hell, this is leaving or not? or don't tell me we left Nis?" cerocos Nadia at length. Because it's not playing. Waiting is boring, hey man. Understand.

"Maybe on the road, just a moment to come," I replied as much as possible calm, if I too nyerocos, can be this bad haha.

We waited in silence again, with a thought that went nowhere.

"Where are they anyway? Kosan Putri moved or what?" Nadia again emotion, haha.

"Move to Mars," I replied starting to get emotional as well, because it's what time it's jeez, we've just mossed here. Our waist has been pitched.

"Said already in High School earlier, but why haven't you been there yet?" nadia said again.

"When the distance from here to SMA we are near loh Nis, five minutes until sure. But it's been as long as an hour from them saying that if you're in High School." continued nadia nyerocos emotion.

"Their other SMA may be. Maybe their High School in Korea is there so it's not until you" I replied annoyed. We're bored, please..

And after all this time, the waiting finally came. Our faces are somehow shaped.

"Good, go up fast. We're late" said Farel told us to go up. It is too late, who wants to move. It's too late this one, anyway.

"You guys are old, we're the same sewot" Nadia sewot while putting on the face of sangar. Esmusi.

Farel was silent, lazy noisily perhaps. And it seems that he was also emotional because his army had been moving for so long, haha.