Starting From Grey

Taste and Paperbag

Man may be able to design his future so beautifully and easily. But do not forget one thing that God wills for all.

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Sometimes I feel that the problem will be solved just like that when we just silently accept, but not all problems can be solved in that way.

I was a high school boy for a week. And during the week was also the period of exploration given by the teacher council, 3 days we follow MOS and 3 days we get to know more closely the ins and outs of school.

And today is Monday, and the ceremony will be held. After that we will learn as we should as a student.

The flag ceremony is over and we have to do learning activities as we should. The first lesson was Physics, but because the clock was consumed by the ceremony so Physics today is free. And continued Biology, the classroom atmosphere is so pleasant when studying Biology, not tense because the teacher is a friendly teacher besides that there are also jokes from children that make us laugh. Until without feeling the hours of Biology lessons ended with a break bell.

After the mother of Darma Biology teacher closed the meeting and went out of class, the children became busy cleaning equipment and also some were immediately out of class.

"Cantin yuk," Mira asked me, I just shook my head.

"I'm sorry, I'm not interested." Not disinterested, it's just that I don't like crowded and tiled situations. Know for yourself the condition of the canteen if the break time is –––ramai.

"Why the hell lo? Always the reason to go to the cafeteria." Mira sewot, because of my refusal.

"Sorry, next time. I'm not in the mood anymore" I said, hoping he would understand. But without thinking Erly even pulled my hand to stand up.

"Gue can't accept rejection, yuk canteen." He dragged me out of class.

"Just take the money first."

''Hunt," cried Madina impatiently, I just nodded and walked leisurely.

The cafeteria, was the place I avoided the most. Because the crowded place is also tiled between men and women, especially I am not the type of person who can eat with many people, I feel bad for whatever reason.

"Sit there," said Mira pointing at the empty table. We stepped up and took a seat in the place of each other's tastes. The seat was eight, because we took the long table.

"What do you want to order?" ask Erly.

"I'm the same iced orange, '" said Madina.

"I'm meatballs and iced oranges." Mira chimed.

"You Mut?" ask Erly.

"I'll go with you, help you carry it."

"Okey, yuuk," said while holding my hand.

We stepped towards the food booth and took a stand to bring food, Erly brought food belonging to Mira and Madina, while I brought my own and Erly's.

When close to the table, it was already occupied by the senior, leaving two seats. If Erly is at the very end I'm forced to sit next to that senior.

I put Erly's food in front of her and took a seat and I heard the chair beside me shift.

"Where are you going Bi?"

"You wash your hands." I who heard the conversation only realized that the one sitting beside me was Abi.

I looked at Madina and Mira who were eating casually and joking with each other, I carved out a faint smile, then I felt someone sitting beside me, but I was reluctant to just look. Erly suddenly nudged my arm, as I looked at her she gestured with her eyes towards my bowl which was still intact, maybe my two best friends also realized that.

"Why not eat?" madina asked while stealing a glance to my left.

"Eh, this is something to eat."

"Don't just look at Mut, it doesn't make you full" said someone I memorized his voice, and as I looked at the source of the voice I saw a sweet smile imprinted on his lips.

"Loh, there's Hasan's sister," I said with a grin. I really don't think at all about it.

"From last time Mut, where have you been, anyway?" said Madina sewot. I just smiled thinly.

"Darkamun mulu anyway," said Mira looks cynical despite being hidden in a seductive tone. I don't know why I feel like something's wrong with all this.

"Sorry," I said as I began to pick up the fork and put the siomai in my mouth.

"I want to try lo's noodles, Er," said Mira as she reached out her hand and accidentally nudged my glass of water. And it happened so fast, that I couldn't avoid it and made my skirt wet.

"Yes Allah Mir, be careful dong," said Erly quite loudly. Maybe he was also surprised by the fast incident earlier.

"Sorry I accidentally," said Mira then they argue unclear while I can only cause my skirt wet.

"Now" said someone, giving me a tissue and leaving, as I turned to look at his back. I can only say thank you slowly.

"Aren't you papa?" ask Hasan who carries the tissue too.

"No, sister, just wet a little."

"I'm sorry Mut, I didn't mean it" said Mira helping dry my skirt with a tissue.

"Other times be careful" said the brother Hasan. Then he said goodbye to class first, not forgetting to pat my head slowly before moving on and followed by his friends.

"Lo is very familiar with Hasan," said Madina slowly. When we started eating again.

"Not really, it's normal."

"Lo has a relationship?" asked Madina again with a suspicious look. I just shook my head.

"Kok can be familiar gittu, rarely you can be familiar with kak Hasan." I just shrugged my shoulders, how else I didn't know what to answer.

"Lo's not hiding anything from us, is he?" tanya Mira is suspicious.

"What the hell am I trying to hide?" many wonder.

"Well, I know you have something to do with Hasan."

"Udah deh Mir, Mutia did say there is no yes certainly no will not force gittu." Erly chewed her food casually I just kept silent not knowing what to comment. And my mind drifted to the tissue I held in my left hand.

"Sister Abi is good, love you tissues," said Madina with a view that I could hardly understand, so she saw that the one who gave the tissue was Abi.

"It just so happens that he brought it," I said. Then we fell silent and continued to eat each one.

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Not a fancy thing to expect, just a simple but useful thing. (Kru Kepo)

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Time passed quickly without realizing it, until I was now able to judge something by observation and hearing. And now I know the school district very well.

This is the second month I sit on this bench, wearing a pride uniform––-grey white.

"Assalamualaikum," said Mirza sitting on her stool and facing towards me.

"Waalaikumsalam," I replied with a faint smile.

"Nyezz really feels, early in the morning treated to a sweet smile beyond the sweetness of honey," said Mirza with a charming smile, and maybe the smile could make the fans melt. Yes, there are still two months of Mirza school including to the category of students who are many fans, in addition to being handsome, friendly and wise he also has a decent intelligence to be proud of.

"Gombal, it doesn't work with me" I said in a relaxed tone.

"Yee, this is honest from the bottom of the heart. If you don't believe Akang's chest," said Mirza drama king. Just don't ask me I can't hold back my laughter.

"Don't believe it, she's her playboy tail stamp," said Madina entering the class and sitting in Mira's vacant seat.

"What a former friend of aja, aja," said Mirza then moved from his seat and joined the boys who sat in the corner.

"Yach, leave instead. Za I'm not done yet" cried Madina and spontaneously I covered my two ears covered in my white veil.

"Males I'm talking to you, boss." Mirza replied with a cry.

"Why does Mirza feel so sensitive to me?" ask Madina slowly.

"I don't know if you have a wrong word or what?"

"Feelings, strange that child since a few days," said Madina looking up at the board.

"Yesterday fit OSIS selection he also cuekin me, even though I already talked at length."

"Maybe he's in a sprain, yeah you'll try to ask nicely."

"If she's in a sprain, why would she still want to talk to you?" madina asked me to shut up and lock my mouth shut. Then Madina looked at me suspiciously.

"Woe!! what about that kayak view?" asked Erly who was in front of my desk.

"This we again discuss–" "why do you feel restless and like to disturb people?" my sentence was cut by Madina. It looks like Madina doesn't want to talk about Mirza near Erly, so maybe keeping Erly's heart going after all Erly is Mirza's ex-boyfriend.

"Ciye, early in the morning I had my gosipin," said Erly teasingly and walking towards her stool which Madina followed.

"Ciye together," said Erly again then got a toyan from Madina.

"Diem lo," said Madina smothering Erly's mouth so as not to nyerocos.

Then Mira came with her bright face, sitting beside me and directly hugging me making me and the others confused.

"There's a wind that you're whining it's not clear like that" said Madina Ketus, *** I know she's teasing Mira.

"Ciye who abis met doi," teased Zahwa, one of my class mates.

"Ciyeeeee." cried the others simultaneously, I who saw it just smiled and looked towards Mira whose face was red like a tomato.

"Ohh, Ih Zahwa mah really like to open the card," said Mira in a spoiled tone.

"If it's been made PJnya don't forget," Idris shouted from behind.

"Well, if so, what if you're a PHP victim?" said someone in the back, I don't know who.

"Ye, if shirk says it," Erly defended.

"Gue is not shirked, for whatever in this school a lot of cogan really. Oh yes Mir, don't dream of a distance falling ill" said the voice again.

"Lo why sewot is Ra?" asked Madina in a cynical tone.

"Gue does not rent, just want to ngingetin doang," said Tiara relaxed.

"Here you go, cook the argument" said Febby, he was still standing at the door, as if he had just arrived.

Febby is a well-respected adult, so if he's been out of voice, the kids usually follow what he says. I saw him walking towards me and standing in front of my desk.

"There's a day's left for you" said Febby, putting a medium-sized paperbag in front of me, I just looked at him in wonder.

"Why see me as a gittu?" ask Febby, while the children have returned with their respective activities.

"Who are they from?" ask Mira curiously.

"This is for Mutia, why are you the kepo?" febby asked, I don't know what I saw since I knew Febby always ketus to Mira.

"Lo don't want to?" ask Febby gently.

"Who are you from, Feb?" I was afraid, then I saw Febby looking cynically at Mira then looking back at me with a sweet smile.

"Know you want to know?" she asked with a seductive smile, I just frowned then nodded my head.

"From Cogan number 2." Febby answered loudly, suffocating everyone.

"Waw, I told you what, don't get too high to get sick." Tiara's voice broke the silence.

"Who is number 2?" tanyaku and Mirza bebarengan, it turns out that the child has been sitting on his stool.

"Lo don't know?" febby asked amusedly, I shook my head and looked at Mira, but she immediately threw away her face.

"Cogan number two is–––" said Febby hanging and looking at Mira and Mirza alternately and looking at me then brought his face closer to me.

"Sir Hasan" he said slowly.

"Oh, Brother Hasan," I said casually.

"Lo very relaxed get parcels from brother Hasan?" ask Febby curiously.

"How should I go?" tanyaku plain.

"Yes prancing or hysterical cake" he replied in surprise. I frowned and then smiled.

"No need to, thanks, yeah" I said, Febby just left without answering.

"Ciye, got a parcel from the head of OSIS," teased Mirza, I just shut up and put the paperbag into the drawer.

Suddenly everyone stood around me, "open dong, want to know the contents," said Erly kepo.

"No ah, just a little. Privacy." I said by suppressing the word privacy.

"What is the relationship with Hasan?" tiara asked curiously.

"Nothing, just his seniors and juniors."

"Don't lie, I saw you several times on the way to the gate with Mr. Hasan when I got home from school. No coincidence, our class is here and Hasan's class is in the east." Tiara said in a seductive tone. Yes, I often meet Mr. Hasan when I go home and often chat with gittu, he is fun and very friendly especially he always has an interesting topic of conversation and connect.

"And I've seen you being bullied by Hasan when he came home from school, I said," said Meta, making me glare. They often seem to be concerned about me. But when did I get piggybacked by Hasan? Ah they just made it up. The feeling I've never been home together, only sometimes he cantank me until the stop. But about relationships, there is nothing special just ordinary.

"What's the relationship?'' tiara asked again, in an increasingly urgent tone.

"No one, just calm your pride is still single" I replied casually. Then they exhale, maybe they are relieved because the person they admire is still single and there is still a chance for PDKT. Then the entrance bell rang and they themselves sat back at their respective tables.

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The foundation of a relationship is trust and openness. (Kru Kepo)

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"You why Mir? The feeling from earlier you just diem," I said curiously.

"Gue ain't papa." He got up from his seat and pulled Madina's hand and left the classroom without paying attention to Erly's cry.

"He's why, Er?" many confused.

"Lo that's plain pa bloon anyway?" ask Zahwa suddenly. I was a little pensive for a moment to hear that rude remark, to be honest I felt a little sick. But I try to ignore it.

"meaning?" many wonder. Erly left me with Zahwa.

"Lo is really insensitive yes, Mira is like the same sister Hasan," said Zahwa in a cynical tone, again an unpleasant tone.

"But lo with the ease of deketin kak Hasan, he said lo temennya but kok lo instead nikung own friends." Zahwa said cynically and left myself in confusion.

"Here you go, there's no need to think about it. Sometimes we have to keep other people's feelings." Mirza patted my shoulder. I realized they were blaming me for Mira, but I didn't know anything. If my sensitivity problem is insensitive, but me and Hasan have nothing to do. They should have also realized my position.

I see, in Mirza's words just now it also implied that she blamed me too. I took off Mirza's hand on my shoulder and I looked at her painfully. I think she is a best friend who understands I was wrong, Mirza is the same as them–––just judge me.

"Gue don't mean to be wrong, I just hope you're sensitive to the environment." I don't know why I feel so crybaby, because I feel my eyes start to blur and there's water running from my eyes running down my cheeks.

"Lo was crying anyway," said Mirza and her hand was stalling to remove it but I tepis, I saw her shocked expression but I ignored her and went out of class.

I heard Mirza call me, but I caught my ear and walked towards the school garden behind the XI-IPS building. I sat under a tree and cried sobbing, I didn't care if there were students watching but all I knew was that there was no one here and there was rarely anyone to touch.

Before long I saw someone crouching in front of me and giving a handkerchief, as I looked up I saw the face of Bagas who was smiling soothing, a smile that usually feels sweet.

"Thank you" I said and took his handkerchief to clean my eyes and snot.

"Lo is so disgusted!" exclaimed Bagas, I just chuckled. Then he sat next to me.

"Lo's got a problem?" asked Bagas, but I did not answer, because when my nose was normal I smelled the perfume I had memorized, when I circulated my gaze I found no one.

"Who's nyari?" tanya Bagas also spread the view. I just shook my head.

"What is my brother doing here?" manya curious.

"Consoloring my sad little sister," she answered looking at me with her shady eyes, making me misbehave.

"Lo why? There's a problem you can share with me," he said in an affectionate tone.

"Life is full of problems, isn't it, so this kind of thing is common."

"Yes, consider the matter a test from God. Someone once told me when I was down 'problems are a test in life. Don't let yourself blame fate like everyone else. Let them judge you like anything, but you must trust yourself and go in a bad way and seek the right way" said Bagas.

"Where do you know that I was unfairly judged?" I was curious, because in those words it was implied.

"Isn't that what happens to everyone, we always don't trust ourselves, so it's easy to get hurt when others judge us. And our greatest enemy is the judge of men. Didn't you?" I nodded my head, right. What Bagas said is true.

"Thank you, sister" I said trying to smile, I hope my smile doesn't feel bland. I wanted to hug her but I knew the limits of association.

"Smile, because with a smile you will bring happiness to others. And far away there must be someone who always expects to see your smile." I smiled and received the glass drink given by Brother Bagas.

"We love you, if you have no reason to smile then smile for us and make us your excuse." Said Bagas and he smiled at me before leaving me. I was still very confused and digested the word 'we' he meant.

Why was I melo so much, acting like running left Mirza kayak in the drama alone, ah maybe my mind was contaminated with the drama that I watched and from now on it seems like I have to reduce watching the drama.

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