The Dear Love School

make up

❝Because no matter how hard someone displays something the best of him, will always be ugly and bad in the eyes of haters.❞

Roosevelt anindia adriana

 

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The living room was silent at the presence of the senses in the middle of the four of us. No more alyssa screams or chika noises that had previously dominated this living room.

  Now all that is heard is the sound of various tools used to make flowers, such as scissors and cutter. Perhaps the presence of the senses made them feel awkward to make a sound.

  Indra also did not say a word he just fell silent while doing his job making flowers, I was really upset why they could be like this.

  "It's over." I smiled happily when the flowers I had made were finished in the plastic pot we bought. If asked about the layout of something I am the expert, out of nowhere my talent is clear I like to organize a room or object.

  "It's great oca, I just found out you can arrange flowers so well." Praise alyssa I heard her just chuckle, I think alyssa is too much.

   "Oca anyway, if such a class had him he might have arranged it in such a way." Now the chika who chimed in on me could only chuckle while staring at them one by one.

  "What do you want your dreams to be?" Tanya Yulan, I thought for a while for the ideals I have a lot, but there are some ideals that I think are suitable and promising for me.

  "I want to be a doctor." I replied, they all glared at my answer, including the senses who were now staring at me with puzzled gazes.

  "Ca, don't you think you're good at designing but you aspire to be a doctor?" Chika said with her face showing a look confused by what I said.

  "Why do you want to be a doctor?" Yulan asked, I fell silent to go back to thinking what answer I would give.

  "Because if someone I love gets hurt I can treat him. He really likes to make his own body full of wounds." I replied with a chuckle, chika, yulan and alyssa looked at me suspiciously.

  "Who's hayoo?" Alyssa looked at me with a seductive look while pointing at my face with her finger.

  I smiled faintly in no mood to answer Alyssa's question. "Sure devan. Aye right? Devan again very active pdkt-an sama oca." Answer chika.

  I shook my head strongly in disagreement with Chika's words. "I don't like devan, he was not polite especially when hugging me at that time. Honestly I'm uncomfortable even stepping on her feet because I'm pissed." I answered while pursing my lips.

  "What?! You stepped on his foot?" Alyssa asked in a surprised tone.

  "Yes. I stepped on it, not polite, acting arbitrarily like that devan I think." I replied indifferently pouring syrup from inside the teapot for myself.

  I drank it feeling how fresh the syrup was as it soaked my esophagus. "Hm, you're right devan is disrespectful." Added yulan who listened to our conversation.

  I just saw that the silent senses did not show any reaction to what we were saying, but I was trying to make the senses know that all the things he saw a few days ago were not what he imagined.

  "Have it, I won't force you to accept devan, if you're uncomfortable." Chika said with regret.

  For a few days it was Chika who became 'Mak matchang' in the pdkt process between me and devan, although I do not consider it as an approach.

  "it's okay, if devan and I don't have a special relationship, at least I can be friends with him." I replied with a cheerful face, I do not want to make Chika feel sorry for having betrothed me and devan.

  "It's over, isn't it? I have to leave immediately, my brother is going to Korea and I want to take him to the airport." Yulan was obviously on all of us.

  Yulan does have an older sister, her brother named song juyira and is married, sister yira often goes to Indonesia to visit her father and mother who are in Indonesia.

  "okay." I got up from my seat and walked to deliver yulan who had been cleaning her things.

  "Ca, I also have to go home today I have to go together with mama to Surabaya to visit grandma." I saw chika who also came home with yulan.

 

  "Gue alone dong? I don't want to, I want to go back, too." I glanced at Alyssa who was also tidying up her things.

  "So you want to go home with all this?" Ask the three of them who have finished cleaning their things.

  "The truth." Chika replied that she saw that her two best friends had finished cleaning their things.

  "Let's take you to the front door." I had already walked up to deliver them to the door, but yulan's screams stopped me.

   "Don't ca, we can do it ourselves." Yulan said, I only answered her with a nod.

   "We say yes, and oca." I smiled as the three of them waved their hands at me, walking away leaving me and the senses in the living room.

  I sat back where I was, taking care of the trash left on the table. Indra also helped me so this job was finished sooner.

  "Get." I glanced at the senses calling my name, okay. Honestly I want to shout all over is indra not mad at me anymore?

   "Yes." Yeah." I answered trying to neutralize my feelings as well as my facial expression.

  "Tomorrow you don't have a show?" Ask indra to me, I was stunned with slightly narrowed eyes.

  "Nothing, why?" My answer is to stop all the activities I am doing.

  

   "Tomorrow I'll pick you up at nine in the morning." Saying senses, I immediately glared at him wanting to take me where? Does he want to ask me out for a date? Don't be too pity oca, he might invite you to do something else.

   "Where?" My toot.

   "I just want to take you for a walk around Jakarta." He answered while looking into both my eyes.

  "Ah, okay." I replied awkwardly, I honestly felt very pleased with the call of the senses to me.

   "Lho's? Where are your friends oca?" I saw you coming from the kitchen with a tray filled with cookies.

   "Well, back home bun." My answer.

   "Well, when the cake just ripened." Said my mother in a sad tone.

   "Eh, are there any senses?" Mother who saw the senses immediately took a seat beside the senses.

   "Here eat first mother's cake." My mother poked her homemade cake at the senses.

  Indra smiled awkwardly while taking a cake made by mother. "Oh well, said brother bara indra who often nganterin oca well if kak bara late pick oca?" Ask mother.

  I throw a shy face, brother Bara is indeed insolent how can he tell this to mother.

  "Ah, yes aunt." Answer her senses she smiled a little at you, you just laughed at the sensory responses.

  "Don't call a aunt, call me mother." Pinta mother on the senses, senses only nod small while I've been embarrassed because of the brother coals who dare to tell this to mother.

  "Thank you, Oca is indeed a new person in Jakarta so not too know about the name of the city of Jakarta. If you can later take me around the city of Jakarta." Said mother while chuckling small.

  Indra only answered 'yes' along with a laugh that made the living room atmosphere a little boisterous.

   "What's this a real race?" I'm looking for the origin of the heavy voice that I know it's Dad's.

  I saw my father sitting next to my mother, while my mother continued to show her smile.

  "This is well mom again talking to the senses, it turns out the person is really cool well." Mother's words that make father's eyes round.

  "Oh yeah?" Dad showed an expression as if surprised by what the mother said.

  Indra only smiled faintly at the reaction of the father about her. "Well, I'm sure oca's best friend. As good as dad's choice to be with mom."

  We all laughed when we heard the words of father, although not impressed funny but we want to make the atmosphere of this living room feel warm.

  I smiled at how loose the sense of laughter was, for several months I had never seen the sense of laughter.

  I only often saw him speechless with an expressionless face as if the world was his enemy. But when I see my senses laughing like this, I feel like they're not as bad as others say.

  For me the senses are a mystery that needs to be solved the secret so that everyone knows, something that is feared is not necessarily dangerous.

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  I lay my body on the bed staring at the white ceiling of my room, my mind languishing in an imagination of the tomorrow I and my senses would go together.

  It feels like a good opportunity for me to explain everything you saw that day. I can't stand having to keep quiet with my senses.

  After the conversation between me, father, mother and senses was over. Indra decided to go home.

  After the senses came home dad told me that the senses were someone who was very kind, friendly and also polite. Even dad says that senses are perfect for being my girlfriend.

  But that's a sign that my father and mother have blessed my relationship with my senses. Yes, if it really did happen, but I'm sure it won't.

I gasped in shock as the sound of my phone ringing rang, in a hurry I picked up my phone that I had placed on the nightstand.

  When I saw the name on my phone screen, I smiled a little when I found out who called me was my best friend who was a bandung.

  I immediately lifted it.

  "Assalamualaikum!"

  I chuckled at the cry from there, she was a very energetic girl with her signature Sundanese accent very attached.

  "Wa'alaikumsalam eneng." My answer.

  "Oca, where did you tea from? Rarely a phone call and a whim?"

  I chuckled softly, that's how she used mixed language when talking to me.

  "Sorry neng, it turns out that the school in Jakarta is very crowded task."

  "Mangkanya tah, eneng mah alim moved to Jakarta."

"Yes, how else you want to go with the parents." Answer me.

  I don't want to leave bandung, but I have to.

   "Eneng hilap, kumaha oca damang?"

  "Well, how's it going there? Healthy family? How's siti doing?"

  "Alhamdulillah here healthy sadayana, siti mah should not be asked him mah makmur bin prosperous." replied envy with a booming laugh he was the type of person who was frank with his condition. Want to be sad, happy, good, bad and always tell a story.

  "Not bin kali neng, but bint." My timpal.

  "Ah, uhun shone a cup of tea."

  "Eneng is rich, right? The guy is hilap mulu"

  "Uhun ca, oh ca eneng ti sakola bade aya study tour event in Jakarta, eneng and siti palai meet oca."

  "When is the tea?"

  "Tomorrow ca, place na ka bank indonesia, ka ragunan and ka old town. Paska old city later take deui oca phone. We'll meet there."

  "It just so happens, okay later on don't forget to tell me. Salamin same siti do not prosper and prosper gilap ka babaturan."

  "Sip, later eneng pites sirah na si siti, if arrogant same temen."

  "Well, okay, thank you, see you tomorrow."

  "See you tomorrow is also ocaa."

The call ended afterwards, so that's how cool he will always have a characteristic with his Sundanese language even though he often mixes it with Indonesian.

  He said talking to me should not use full Sundanese language, because I do not really understand the Sundanese language, and also because I am not a Sundanese.

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   The next morning I was dressed neatly, now it's half-nine at least half-an-hour to talk to my father and mother who were relaxing in the family room.

  I came to them with a big smile, I was quite simple in style using only a light blue knee-length sleeveless dress with a white sling bag that dominated my clothes.

  I also let my hair break down just like that I think it's better.

  "Morning mom's dad." Sapaku to the two of them, I deliberately did not say hello to brother Bara who was there.

  "Morning. Early in the morning, where are you going?" Mother asked, I just smiled faintly I was embarrassed if I had to say that I would walk along with my senses.

  Because what I'm afraid of is they think me and my senses are going on a date.

  "Objective bun, he wants to update his senses." Cerocos kak bara, my reflexes immediately glared at him could-can kak bara say like that.

  "Really deck?" Ask mom, I'm the one who's been caught just laughing while showing my teeth.

  "Fast movement of the senses." Said Dad, I immediately fell silent, fast motion how I did not know he would take me where.

  "So you guys want a date?" Ask mother again.

  "No mother, me and the senses are not dating, the senses just want to invite me to surround the city of Jakarta" answered me evasive what was said by the mother.

  "Mother understands, it's okay to believe in the senses, she's a very good child" explained my mother smiling gleefully.

  Mother has given the green light if I and my senses have a special relationship.

  "Mother how the hell? Oca's still high school, let's just focus on school first." Protests kak bara, I pout out my lips annoyed with the words of brother bara.

  Why does it seem like my brother ember really does not like the senses, but if there were no senses on that day, maybe I would not be here right now.

  "Let oca enjoy her High School, mother sure oca good at taking care of yourself, you do not think of yourself, have been dating while on the bench smp. How's that?" I was awake to hear my mother scolding my brother coals.

  In the past when in bandung kak bara was the most wanted in his school, he entered the ranks of handsome men play boy during smp and high school. Brother Bara famous play boy and often toying with the feelings of women. Until I myself was afraid to be exposed to karma from the actions of kak coals, therefore I often apologize to women who were hurt by kak coals. In fact, I also like to help someone who likes kak coals to be close.

  But unfortunately kak bara is still a big class play boy, and now he is probably because until now he has not had a lover.

  "Bun men, many women are fascinated with coals." Answer brother Bara while chuckling at mother.

  Mother only shook her head to see the behavior of her son, then mother continued her knitting work.

  Tin tin tin

I smiled when I heard the motor horn senses from the front of the house, I immediately set myself aside to say goodbye to my father, mother and brother coals.

  "Bun, yeah, brother. Oca pamit first yeah." I said after greeting them one by one.

  "Yes, watch out oca." Mother said to me, I smiled faintly answering mother's words. Then walk towards the front door to see the senses.

  And sure enough I've seen the sense of the middle of bediri beside his motorbike, he's quite casual with a regular jacket and also black jeans.

  I approached her with a small smile. "Hallo, good morning senses." My broom and then a little laugh.

  "Oca hi." He answered when he saw me in front of him.

I was confused when I saw the senses exalting a very sincere sweet smile, I was briefly stunned because of the smile of the senses that seemed to have implied meaning.

   I forgot that the senses had a very sweet smile, just that everyone didn't know it.

  Because no matter how hard a person displays the best of him, it will always be ugly and bad in the eyes of haters. Including all those who see the senses, suppose they are in my current perspective, where now for me the senses are a very handsome angel.

Translate

Uhun-iya

Sareng - same

Hilap - forgot

Alim - not wanted

Kumaha - how

damang - fine

Sadayana - everything

Bade - want

Palai - want

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