Soldiers — For Remi

Hati

Friday, a short day. Oddy, Mas Kurnia, their sound teacher, and some of his male friends head to the mosque after school. Meanwhile, specifically for women, gathered in the room of Ani, their principal, for a vent or 'daughter' session'.

　After the picket, Mudita and some of her friends rushed to the reception room. The girl knocked on the door, "Assalamualaikum—?" he held the door so his friends could come in. They shook hands with Ani and sat down among the other female disciples.

　Bu Ani, still with her sharp gaze, glanced at them. "Why are you late?"

　"Picket bus, ma'am," replied Kamila slowly.

　Bu Ani gave a short nod, "Anyone else wants to ask?" he saw the whole room. "Come on, no papa. Who wants to tell you about personal problems, love problems, any problems that bother you. Because—"

　The atmosphere of the room was silent, women who joined the secretary room listened to Ani—ya bu, at least most of them tried to listen. Like Mudita who was silent, dissolved in her own mind.

　After a few minutes, Ani finished her speech. "Kok, so the mother told me the truth. Replace kali—"

　Suddenly, Mudita's mobile phone shook. There was no ringing, but the sound of the vibration of his phone was enough to distract everyone. Bu Ani turned her head, her gaze sharp. "You, matain the phone. In the silent thou," he commanded.

　Mudita just nodded her head. His eyes could not see the name or number of the caller, his finger deftly turned off the call and the vibration of his phone. His head was lifted again, finding that Ani was the one who continued the conversation.

...♡...

　At around 1pm, Oddy returned with Kurnia and Arif. The first thing that was seen when they entered the school area was Mudita with Lutfiyah's brother, Arif's friend, who was sitting on the stairs.

　While mas Tanto walked into the teacher's room, Oddy and brother Arif approached them. Mudita raised her head with a small smile. "I enter the Heart" said Mudita.

　"Huh?" Oddy asked in wonder. "What?"

　"Cewe you were called by the daughter" said Lutfiyah. "Because he was told to matiin ama bu Ani, he had SMS. He's in the Hearts."

　Arif is astonished. "Well, who? Usually by mail?"

　"I should have dropped into the group" Mudita stared at her phone screen. "I'm 17 years old."

　Unbelieving Oddy takes Mudita's phone from her hand. The messaging app is open and an SMS is attached :

　Since Ananda number cannot be reached, we will declare it in SMS form.

　To Ananda Yth., we have set you in the class of HEART ( ♡ ). You have the right to undergo training as has been applied by each group. Further information will be submitted by the Heart. King/Queen takes full responsibility for the training and we are not responsible if you fail to attend or fail the training process.

　All right, thank you.

　Oddy holding Mudita's phone. "Surely it's official?"

　Oddy sighed, then opened the call history. There are 12 missed calls from unknown numbers. Oddy tapped on the number, then stuck his phone in his ear.

　"Sorry, the number you are going to is busy. Try a few more moments. The num—"'s"

　"We tried to call earlier" said Lutfiyah. "Numbers are not connected."

　"Prank, kali?" Oddy copied the number, sending it to his phone via WhatsApp.

　"There was a prank like that" Mudita said, taking her phone back.

　"Ngga might as well be times, Dy. Issues so outrageous. It won't be long if there is a prank soan," said brother Arif.

　Oddy just kept quiet, then tried calling the same number through his phone. Three times it rang, then the call was picked up.

　"Hello?" his voice is not foreign.

　"Hello, yes. What did you mean, huh?"

　"Lho, I didn't call anyone. I just finished training the soldiers."

　Oddy was more astonished, and so were all those who heard their conversation.

　"Sorry, who am I talking to, huh?"

　"Oddy."

　"Lho's? Dy, this is the cave, Sujana."

　"Om Sujana?"

　"Who do I get my personal number from?"

　"Ngga knows. Someone called my friend ampe 12 times. Abis, he got an SMS, he said entered the Heart group. He was only 16 years old. Oddy's phone call, it's Sujana who's lifting."

　"Huh?" om Sujana was silent. "Gue didn't call anyone. I also never use this number to call other than family."

　Oddy looked at the three people before him with astonished gazes. They were all stunned, listening to Oddy and om Sujana talk.

　"Oddy," om Sujana whispered. "Tomorrow, you met me at Yonzikon, at 10. Bring your friend too."