Story The Jutek Tomboy

CHAPTER 11

That's the song I heard. Ah I just realized this salma voice of my best friend Aish turns out her pent-up talent is very surprising. I think the sound of his cenpreng was very discordant if invited to bernyayi turned out to be even the opposite. 

Long I gaped, after Salma finished his last temple I gave a clap as hard as hard to give high appreciation to the clap of my hand echoed in this room haha lebay? Iyh that's me.

" Tumben's here, lon, why?" Her chirps, which did not budge from the seat that was behind me.

" e... doesn't exist, just want to go to the canteen yuk?" My answer is that because my original goal was to tell me about this tall guy who sucks, and how other shitty things happened this morning.

Ah but not Salma his name if you easily believe my words. He'll keep asking questions until I'm honest "you're lying to me?" Ask him casually. Questioning...But I don't think this is a question whose name is cornered.

" you are indeed not a pandaibohong lon "he said again while turning the chair flipped towards me, if it has been given a code like this I have resigned I forgot my second intention earlier, I was, want to eat dikantin while ngomel nagging, but it turns out my mouth is impatient without stale anymore I immediately tell a long story by using different intonations to alternate facial expressions. Think of the drama of kalai ah

I am glad I told Salma. Not feeling the bell in was heard loud in the ears, I say goodbye to Salma who was still sitting in the original place,

actually, I told him that Salma only answered three words, "Oh" "so?" , "Continue?" 

Is he upset with me who always interferes with his music training?. But that's because today's lesson schedule in the music room

I decided to leave immediately and leave her alone, not usually she just kept quiet like that. Did he catch me that before?.

As soon as I entered the classroom, I said my greetings but quietly until no one thought me. I walk this leg to my favorite table, the back corner table

And how annoyed I have to face this tall guy again, ah I think I want to punch his cool ass face. But I realize who I am

I look at his black eyeballs fixed I put the face of my mainstay lightly in his eyes what my expression is like. Whether he'll understand or not I don't care if I point my head at the other bench intending to tell him to leave my seat immediately.

This tall idiot even raised his eyebrows? What markings? The sign.he doesn't understand my purpose and purpose! Might as well.

"Surge! I want to sit down, move to where you are" I said flatly. Though in this heart I want it to feel like I grabbed and scolded him.

If only this varo I've made sure I'll take out the middle strands of hair that are stacked.

Patience lona, patience this is a test for you well. If I'm looking for trouble with him the same way I entered the lion's den, how not, he's the son of the main donor at this school who is the most spoiled, haughty, arrogant, but an idiot in my opinion.

Yes...I as an abandoned child who dreams of will, even "want to succeed" can only be silent and patient waiting for the miracle to come is not it? While praying and trying of course.

Well loh. Why does he mengeluarin a rich slanted smile that is so cute your life bang!.

After school as usual the three of us walked along the road to the school gate while Varo took his sped to the parking lot.I accompanied Salma in front of the school gate while waiting for his pickup car to come. 

Every now and then I chuckle at the salma stories about our elementary school days. It feels like just yesterday to be an SD child continued SMP and sekrang? Soon we will step on the High School bench, it is shocking! either the time is so fast passing, or indeed we as humans who enjoy living in the world too much.

Sometimes we complain too much about the trials that come, like we are given happiness for a whole month and given a trial for only one or two days but we even bid by saying " o Allah why do you give such a hard-hitting ordeal to me why does no one else feel it?" but when compared with the blessings given by God to us it is not comparable to the trials we experienced at that time.

So if we get a hard test thank God for choosing us to complete it, it means that only we are able to pass the test.

Salma also said goodbye to us when the invitation had come, after the salma car sped far varo began to pedal the two-wheeled vehicle where else if not take me to coffee kak ririn.

People who have been kind to me and varo from the beginning I became a cleaner to clean the floor to wash dishes and now I have moved to the front in charge of delivering and receiving customer orders.

Varo is still pedaling his bike while occasionally inviting me to joke even I've memorized with the sombre varo that is always thrown every time. For example, as it is now

" we're not the same age, are we? " he said in the middle of our conversation

" yes, why?" Askaqua. Long time he kept quiet made me more curious

" emhh but.. "the dream hangs. "but. may I spend a lifetime with you" he continued with a satisfied laughter pranking me.

I don't know, my cheeks are blushing or not but obviously I'm trying my hardest to hold my laugh, I'll just say it with my jewel in my ear.

Suddenly my ingenious brain got a call to avenge his spare change. "ih you can be found not si!" I said a little sewed

" in what is the mbul from earlier coco dieum ko just no longer paddled the bike aj." he said cut off my words.

" dieum in my heart means. bwahahaha" replied me with a laugh that was no less lively than his laughter earlier. Long silent I continued my words "right I can also fight emang you doang blwee" I said as I stuck my tongue on the edge of his ear

The heat of the sun seems to encourage people to race for sustenance in the middle of the city of Cianjur is so dense, the clock shows at 13:20. Varo marginalized his second wheeled vehicle in front of the mosque.

I went down as if I understood what Varo was thinking, I walked in before him because the entrance was different. Door on the right for women and door on the left for men.

Finished doing our prayers rushed to coffee.

And this is where I stand now, in front of the money machine and serving customers who come to coffee there are those who just order drinks there are also those who all order food

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assalamualaikum wr. wb. for all the readers of this novel Minal aidzin walfaidzin, I want to apologize as big as

if there is a wrong word, writing, and time up, please forgive me because I am still in the learning stage in pouring my personal story and experience here.

at the same time I want to say happy Eid al-Fitr 1441 hijriah.happy celebrate the victory day🙏

and I ask for support by way of like and comen in my first work this. trimakasih♡