The Casier Wanna Be

3 New Classes

Inges walked lazily down the long hallway with a row of silent classes filled with the voice of a teacher who explained the material in front of the class. When other students are in class, sit sweet and learn from a teacher, and, Inges had to leave the classroom for the library to carry out the noble task of summarizing three chapters of historical subjects as punishment for his delay in coming to the class of Mr. Mar'ah, his history teacher. He really embodied his words that he wanted to be in law that day. After all, if he forced himself to follow the lesson, he would definitely fall asleep and would get a worse punishment. So the term 'Better late than not at all' doesn't apply to him. He chose late, received the punishment at the beginning, it was better. Despite his woe, he will score below KKM for history lessons.

Inges growled as he recalled how the mocking laughter his friends had thrown at him when Mr. Mar'ah stuffed him with a short talk, while Pipit uttered the word ****** no sound he could see from the tail of his eyes.

His friends are sometimes outrageous, but they are already bored with the behavior of Inges who still expect Antox who openly reject Inges every Inges attracts the attention of the OSIS chairman. And now is the culmination, Antox, though indirectly, has declared his relationship with Anggun, and impliedly stated 'stop wishing and forget me Inges'. So about the message Antox captured Inges.

Inges took off his shoes as soon as he arrived at the library doorstep. Let out a rough and desperate sigh. Ms. Wati greeted him with a smile, as if she knew why Inges was there during class time. Forty-five of the most annoying minutes of his life will start right now. If he could change the historical material to summarize the story of his favorite legends such as the story of Ken Dedes, Nawang Wulan or the story of Princess Mandalika might be more fun and make his eyes feel open.

Inges put a notebook and a package book on the table. Step onto one of the shelves looking for reference books that are requested by Mr. Mar'ah in addition to being concise. The lessons of past history, should drag this. Why selogan past let pass in the special education curriculum of this lesson. Inges felt his irritation overflow. And amazingly, the book he was looking for was at the very top level. Like mocking him, the book perched mocking Inges whose height was impossible to reach despite having maxed out. Complete is his suffering. Inges gave up, before finally a chest field smashed into the smooth back of his body.

Inges tiptoed in shock, wanting to turn around but a hand held him back. The hand rested lightly on his shoulder. For a while time was like slow walking. Although faint, Inges can smell the scent of masculine perfume mixed with the body scent of someone who now took the book he wanted to reach earlier.

"You want to get this book?"

"Ah, yes." Inges recalled the possibility of him knowing the voice or not, nil. Inges turned. They're dealing. "Thank you" he said with a smile. Stranger, Inges does not recognize the student who helped him. Not a junior, not maybe a classmate, but never saw him also in the row of upperclassmen. "Excuse me." Inges passed by the student without any intention of having another conversation.

The student smiled wryly as Inges passed him by just like that. Bizarrely. He felt offended, why his handsome face did not work well in front of Inges. Although they did not know each other, at least he was quite confident that Inges would invite him to talk longer, longer than just say thank you.

The student was sitting one bench away from Inges. Screeched. Inges did not feel disturbed by his presence. How do you look like my frostbite? The question in his heart. Feeling unresponsive, the student moved to a chair right next to Inges.

"Your eyes are sick, myopic?"

Succeeds. Inges turned his head, stopping his hand from writing the summary.

"Minus half, why?" answer Inges plain.

"Pantes."

"But still okay even if I don't use glasses or softlense." replied Inges again, and returned to writing.

"What class are you in?"

"Two."

"Ga be polite."

Inges turned, "I mean?"

"Take dong back!"

Inges remained silent for a while looking at the student who seemed to be a new student, then wrote again on his notebook no matter the request of the male student.

"I already know you" said the disciple again feeling neglected.

Inges was silent again, this time letting out a rough sigh.

"I told you thank you if you forget, so what do you want? If you are not sincere, I have returned this book to the place before, I can take a chair, it was his intention I want to take a chair but your hunt came to know nothing." inges said a little irritated, he fretted and it seemed like the longest sentence he had spoken in a lifetime.

The student laughed a little loudly, fortunately there were no other students besides them there, only Ms. Wati watched and occasionally shook her head to see their behavior, Inges rolled his eyeballs lazily then recorded again the summary of his history.

"Okay, you won."

The student sat quietly and sweetly. Letting Inges write quietly while occasionally looking at it. At first Inges was uneasy, but he ignored it considering the face of the teacher of history later who would be angry if he did not summarize well, as the name implies, Mar'ah.

***

At exactly three in the afternoon, Inges exited the OSIS room after the meeting was over. He had wanted to go out since then because he saw the presence of Anggun to follow the meeting even though he was not a member of OSIS. What else is the reason for not accompanying the chairman of OSISnya, being a loyal girlfriend, making Inges' eyes sickly during the meeting. He wanted to protest but was afraid to look pathetic. Only his teeth were gritted and answered lazily when Antox asked about financial matters.

Inges was leaning under a flamboyant tree waiting for his invitation to come. Occasionally fanning hands in front of the face due to rage. A new Honda Jazz car that he did not recognize as a car that will pick up, stopped in front of him. Her father's feelings were not buying her a new car for her brother Ganny. Suddenly the owner of the car came out.

Guess who! Jeng jeng jeng

"You coming with me?" ask the new student full of confidence. He leaned against his car while opening the black glasses perched on his nose.

Why does this person always appear in front of him? Why did they go home at the same time? But if the assumption is not wrong third class did go home later than the hour it should be because it had to take additional lessons.

His guess was correct, it seemed like the student was his upperclassman. The few female upperclassmen who saw her on the approach whispered indistinctly past Inges and the new disciple.

"No, thank you. Somebody pick me up." refused Inges smooth. Try to be polite rather than later at the protests again. "Please go first!" push it even smoother.

"You sure? It's hot again."

"Remain sure, sure enough even."

"Who would pick you up?"

Inges let out a stifled growl. Today was hard enough for him with Antox's surprise, Mar'ah's sir's punishment, and a new mirid, now in addition to that, an annoying bonus maybe.

Inges was silent and felt he had no obligation to answer the question.

The student was grieving with Inges' abandonment.

"Look at the eyes of the person we were talking to, that's just being polite." the student's lecture.

Inges is still silent, this time he'll be really acting annoying, bodo very.

"Eh, you really don't want to answer, don't want me to take you home, later you messy you know." he said again and managed to make Inges added to his annoyance.

"Makasij you know the offer, but Inges really do not want, no interest even, sister just go home, nothing, I've been invited." this time Inges answered with a soft voice spoiled made like a drama, which he felt people would be annoyed to hear too.

The student let out a laugh like in the library earlier. Inges cuek duck.

"You're funny, I like you" said the student in between his laughter, but Inges left his ears.

The white Avanza stopped in front of the black Brio. The passenger glass of the car was lowered. Her big brother's head appeared from there.

"Cashier, let's go home!" call Ganny in a shitty crumpled voice.

Inges straightened up, "First," he told the upperclassman he did not know his name.

The student still noticed Inges walking away. A trace of interest appeared in his heart. "Cashier?" he muttered softly, "Didn't he just say his name was Inges?" laughs softly "Interesting."