Starting From Grey

New Uniform

The former seemed to be losing out to the one that left an impression. (Kru Kepo)

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The MOS event went well this past day and not much has happened. Oh yeah, Abi's smile back then turned out not to be for me but to Devima, a girl sitting to my right, where do I know? that's what you ask, right?

I know because on the break I saw him approaching Vima. And it was proof not that he was smiling at her.

"Wow, daydreaming" said Mirza, patting me on the shoulder, as I felt on the porch of the classroom, watching all the students and students passing by.

"Sad I'm Mir" I said slowly. Mirza doesn't like it.

"Call Mirza or Za or whatever, Mut. If you call me Mir, feel like Mira knows who you're calling."

"Sorry, okay, I'll call Za." I said I was full of regrets when I was just pretending. I don't know why I like teasing Mirza so much.

"What makes you sad?" ask Mirza slowly. He seems to be so sympathetic to me.

"I don't feel right tomorrow I'm wearing gray white for the first time."

"Yes, remember that gray-white time is the time most will remember. So make the story as good as possible." I nodded my head in agreement.

"No intention of going home? Do you want to help the clean-up committee?" ask Mirza flirting.

"Well, Za. I'm just home alone."

"Lo's family?"

"By work, and my only brother has merried to be busy himself."

"It's hard not to have a brother, I do too. That's why I like so fad kids so that the classroom atmosphere is crowded, I don't want to be at school kayaking in my quiet house."

"Lo is lonely too?" Mirza just moved her head up and down. I exhaled.

"Sorry yes, I have to unplug. There's a futsal promise with the next grade." I smiled and nodded my head in agreement after saying goodbye and saying my greetings, Mirza stepped away from me to the motorcycle parking lot and I could only look at her until I could not see the figure of the man I had claimed to be her best friend.

"What is your relationship the same guy? I think it's a hell of a deck." The sound startled me making my heart beat fast.

"O Allah, Brother Bagas, Brother, make me almost dependent," I said, shouting no concern for those around me. While Bagas even chuckled softly, it made him look so sweet. From my mind I smiled to myself.

"Why smile? Don't tell me you're a demon in bougainvillea." Hearing those words is not that I am angry or offended but instead laughs off. Just imagine where there are demons in such a small flower.

"Why bengong?" ask Bagas, then sit next to me a little distance away.

"Who is dumb?" many wonder.

"People passing by time yes," he said indifferently. Then we suddenly chuckled together. Did I ever say that happiness is simple. Smile and be grateful for what we have.

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Black color is black, white is white. But sometimes forgotten between black and white in the middle there is gray.

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A bright Thursday morning, as bright as the expectations are embedded. As beautiful as the thoughts that dwell in the mind.

Bismillah, I put my foot out of the house. My father is not home, for two days he has been in a classroom outside the city, the condition of the house is quieter and quieter. If you're going to ask me if I'm home alone the answer is no, because I'm at home with Bik Sum, a middle-aged man who always comes to clean the house. If usually he would come in the morning and go home in the afternoon, then already these two days he stayed and slept in my house.

I walked towards the stop in front of the housing complex slowly, as if I was enjoying every step my feet took.

Grey white, this uniform looks so right on my body. I really want my dad to see me wearing it and compliment me with a proud tone. However, my wish seemed to disappear when yesterday he said that he would be cloned for 3 days outside the city. As a good child, I can only accept without being able to dodge everything. And I think this is the destiny that He gave me, and I believe it is best for me.

I sat at the bus stop for a moment, and the bus to my school was visible, when the bus stopped I went in and looked for a place to sit. The distance from home to school is 20 km, so if taken by bus takes about 15 minutes not to mention if it stops at one stop with another so I get used to leaving early so as not to bad luck.

"Hay" said Madina who was sitting next to me.

"Well, Madina? Waw I can't believe it turns out our house is in the same direction." I said what was on my mind.

"Yes" he said with a smile.

Then we both fell silent, having no topic of conversation. I'm a typical person who has a hard time making small talk, so I always have a hard time socializing. Therefore, I prefer to close myself if no one comes close, even sometimes I am more closed even though I have been approached.

Without the bus stopping at the bus stop near the school, and it turns out that many school children are as close as I am, I am quite amazed and happy, because it turns out I am not alone.

"Lo pretty in this uniform, don't look like you're a new kid." Madina said as we walked towards the school gate.

"You can, you're beautiful too."

"Yes, I have to look beautiful. Uh, that's not Abi's sister, is it?"

"Yes time." I replied with a niggle though my eyes couldn't lie that I wanted to find the person being talked about.

Oh it turns out that there, he was shaking the hand of a middle-aged man who I guessed was his mother. He looked cool as ever and he seemed so friendly that he even returned greetings from some juniors and peers.

"Kok lo diem anyway, let's go in we see the class plan." I nodded my head and turned for a moment towards the figure of the school prince and subconsciously I smiled towards him who was now looking at me. Although I had to swallow the bitter pill because my smile was unrequited at all.

I stepped into the path of Madina who was chattering about the organization and extracurriculars she was going to follow. And as a good friend I occasionally give advice and chimed in with joking jokes.

After knowing the location of the class, the two of us stepped in while commenting on everything we saw, ranging from shoe bags and more. And when we got to the front of the class, Madina suddenly stopped and nudged my arm.

"What's wrong?" I was surprised, then he pointed towards the crowd board in front of the class with his chin. And there stood Abi and Hasan. And when I looked at the two people it coincided once they were done putting up a paper and turning around until we automatically looked at each other.

"Hay, assalamuaikum Mutia," said sister Hasan with her sweet smile, dazzling Medina and nudging my arms over and over again irritated me.

"Waalaikumsalam, good morning Brother." I replied because I was sure Madina would not answer because she was being lulled by the beam of the head of the OSIS.

"Class on X-5?" ask Hasan while pointing towards the class.

"Yes, brother."

"San, let's go to the bell." It was Abi's voice that invited Hasan's brother to move. And he just gave his thumb.

"No, hopefully at home with his class" said Mr. Hasan, waving his hand and chasing after Abi. I don't know why my eyes don't want to escape from the figure and follow wherever it goes until the figure disappears from my sight.

"Dear boy?" asked Erly in a seductive tone. I just shrugged my shoulders and took a front seat.

"Lo sits with Mira, I'm with Erly. Like MOS time." And we just nodded our heads, as I looked towards Mira who had been silent since I was surprised, because she did not emit any expression at all-––datar.

"What's Mir?" ask me while sitting.

"No papa," he replied. I wondered if I had anything wrong with her so she looked indifferent to me. Then I felt a coke on my shoulder and when I looked back I saw Erly shake her head. Maybe it was a sign that I shouldn't ask Mira much.

"Hi beautiful," said Mirza, who had put her head on my stool with her three-watt smile.

"What the hell is Mir?"

"Well, I told you not to call 'Mir' like the twin Mira knows," Mirza said in a spoiled tone.

"Sorry, I'm not interested in having a twin like lo." Mira chimed in with ketus.

"Who would want to have a twin like you." Mirza said in a tone that was no less poignant.

"Lo said that."

"And I said it 'feels' not admitting to my twin," Mirza said, pressing the word feel, I just shake my head.

"Again," said Mira did not accept, wow I just found out that Mira is not as handsome as I saw in the beginning we know each other. It turned out that she was eleven-twelve with Erly, yet she looked graceful with her hijab.

"Who's Er, you want to defend your ex?" ask Mira ketus.

"Gue mah not defend anyone, I do not care you on want to jam-jambak or want sauto or worse want to jump together from the second floor." Erly said with a cry.

"Damn lo," said Mirza and Mira simultaneously.

"Ciye company!" exclaiming Erly with a fluffy smile, Mira immediately kept silent while Mirza looked at me and said. "Gue sit down first yes, we postpone the conversation first."

I just frowned and Mirza was already sitting on the bench next to me, while Erly was back sitting. I looked towards Mira.

"Aren't you Papa Mir?" I asked slowly, because I saw Mira was thinking about reading a novel.

"No papa, we're very used to checking with Mirza, so you don't need to be surprised" he said with a smile. I became relieved, it turned out that Mira's mood had returned. Then not long the bell rang and a woman in her 37s entered, and it turned out to be Nita's mom, she was our homeroom teacher.

He gave a piece of paper to each student who turned out the lesson schedule, then the class was enlivened by the selection of class devices. Starting from choosing the class president and his representatives, as well as the treasurer and secretary.

Mirza ran for me many times, but I always refused because I don't like to be a flashy person in class. I want to be an ordinary student.

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I wrote an excerpt from a best-seller novel,

"Don't love if you don't want to be hurt. Human love is ordinary and extraordinary is love for the Creator."

I looked at the writing in silence and subconsciously I justified it. There is no great love other than Allah.

"Hi, why daydream?" asked Mirza who was sitting facing me, I only glanced for a moment. I didn't feel surprised, because I realized his movements.

"I'm not daydreaming anymore, Za."

"Continue?" ask her by raising one eyebrow and putting a glass drink in front of me.

"I'm reading again" I replied slowly, also astonished.

"Gue was horrified you no longer want to go out of class, so I deliberately buy you a drink. Sorry I don't bring you food because I'm ashamed and confused to bring it to his class." Mirza said misbehavingly and once scratched her back head. I smiled and watched her.

"Thank you, you're so nice," I said with a sincere smile.

"What the hell didn't you do?" mirza asked in a seductive tone and her rancid nature began to fashion on again.

"Za," called me quietly he who was originally smiling seductively instantly turned serious.

"What?" tanyanya while fixing her seat. In this class there were some children sitting on the floor eating the cake they bought earlier and there was only me and Mirza sitting on the chair.

"What made you break up with Erly?" I asked curiously and I saw Mirza exhaling.

"The question is very lo" said Mirza who had leaned her back against the seat support. I observed every move of the man I had considered the friend by judging.

"There's a lot of things I can't explain. And I'm sure you won't understand." Mirza said casually and closed her eyes.

"Am I that stupid that I can't understand?"

"No, you're not stupid and you're too smart that you won't understand" Mirza said in a hurry, perhaps fearing I misunderstood the word stupid and clever. I exhaled and went back to reading my novel and didn't care about Mirza.

I'm not actually angry or upset just that this is my attitude, I always can't manage words to start a conversation.

I saw Mirza move from her seat and come sit down with the horde of boys who had just entered class.

Classes seem to be crowded sounding squabbles also teasing each other in the back. Even after Erly came and became a temptation for others, almost all of the children of this class know that Erly is Mirza's ex-boyfriend. I smiled silently watching their every move.

I made my seat face back, so that I could enjoy their joy in my silence. If you ask me, do I not want to join? The answer is I want to, but I can't. Because I realized I couldn't after them, I always felt that there were invisible boundaries in me. As I was daydreaming, I was shocked by the children who suddenly froze and sat on their respective benches and I saw Madina giving the code to look forward.

When I looked ahead I was surprised by the presence of Abi, Bagas and a beautiful and white veiled girl, I felt I had seen her but I forgot where besides that I did not recognize her.

I heard Abi cleared his throat, it seemed like he was melting his throat, besides he wanted to attract our attention. I immediately allowed my seat and tidied up my desk.

"Be attentive for a moment, previously Assalamualaikum Warohmatullahi Westarrokatuh."

"Waalaikumsalam Warohmatullahi Jabarrokatuh," we answered simultaneously.

"Include me, I am Abinaya Rahman, this is my friend Bagaswara Anugrah and this one is Her Majesty Queen Sari. We from the Islamic Youth Community, want to open discussions and also share so that younger siblings can get to know our community and there may be interested in joining our community. So in 30 minutes for those who are interested and want to get to know our community please ask directly," said Abi with a friendly smile. I feel awkward, it seems like there is nothing rice with me, why am I sweating coldly? Hemm....

I just kept looking blankly at the book in front of me, until my mind floated somewhere, until I didn't realize that the discussion was going well.

"Mutia wanted to ask, sister," said Mira quite loudly to make myself come back to my senses.

"Where is Mutia?" asked a soft voice caressed my ear, and I subconsciously struck Mira who just plainly said so. Mira, she doesn't feel guilty but rather grim.

"This is his son's brother." Erly said as she moved my chair.

"Ask what deck?" ask your Majesty. I who did not listen to being drunk and did not know what to ask, I seemed to have difficulty stringing sentences using my brain.

"Ask what deck?" he asked slowly and when I looked up my head, I saw that His Holiness was already in front of my stool and I did not see Bagas' brother nor Abi.

"Actually-" I did not continue my words because it had been interrupted first.

"Eat him in class don't daydream. Concentrate on the situation," I know very well that it was Abi's voice, somehow I could easily memorize that sound until now my nose could smell the same perfume that time. When I looked up and turned to the left I saw Abi who was standing next to me. We looked at each other until with a big breath he turned his face then seemed to talk to Mirza and Irfan who were sitting on the bench to my left.

"So anyone was asked?" ask Your Majesty, but not so gently as before. There was a dislike and cynical tone in it. I don't intend to answer I just shake my head. And I heard the pronouncement, ah my initial assessment earlier I was not as graceful as the original. He only covered his true nature with pretense.

"Sister, I'm allowed to go to the bathroom" I said slowly. And I felt like the whole class was looking at me and I saw a worried look on the face of Bagas who was standing by the teacher's desk. His Majesty did not reply, he simply moved his head in a sign of agreement.

When I returned from the bathroom, I saw that the three people had already entered the class next door.

"Lo why did you daydream?" mira asked, I just shook my head and suddenly Erly moved my chair.

"Lo not papa?" erly asked as I faced west.

I also just shook my head, I don't know why I was reluctant to open my voice.

"Kok brother Abi is very sharp yes his words," said Madina, making me remember the incident earlier. I just shrugged my two shoulders, I didn't want to remember that I was such a cuckoo.

"Lo ever make trouble with Abi?" mira asked, I shook my head.

"Kok kok Abi sewot very much lo," said Mira and I saw Madina nod her head. I just shook my head and shrugged my shoulders. I don't know either, so I don't want to guess or be prejudiced.

"Lo once made a mistake accidentally," Madina accused in a sewot tone, I just raised my eyebrows in wonder. Why is Madina being such a rude follower too? Is he offended by my attitude?

"Lo is mute?" ask Madina with emotion.

"Sorry, I'm not in the mood anymore." I turned my body back to the front and sunk my face into the table.

"Why is he so weird?" the voice of Erly.

"Don't know, it's a wonder that I'm so goiter."

"Yes he's been daydreaming since."

"He's got another problem time."

"Yes, later if you want to share he will definitely talk to us." Then I didn't hear any more of their talk about me, because they seemed to be engrossed in other topics.

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