The Mystery of Jovan Love - An Unexpected End
Section Ten
The Big Problem
An hour later, Jovan was able to breathe a sigh of relief. The Flag Ceremony runs smoothly, solemnly and orderly. Not a single strange thing was feared. Angel and all her friends did not attend the ceremony. It's likely they're being sun-dried in front of the Security Post for being late.
The leader of the ceremony gave thanks. This time he no longer needed to feel how red and hot his face was when publicly humiliated. Although according to Angel, everything he did to flatter him. But for Jovan, expressing love in such ways, is not only tacky and embarrassing, but has entered the category of trampling on male self-esteem.
Jovan never wanted to be forced to do something that was uncomfortable for him. Especially the matters of heart and love. He had sworn inwardly, would only utter that 'sacred' word if the time had come. Of course it is spoken in beautiful, romantic situations and in the right people.
Once the word of love is spoken from his lips, do not want to pull it again. For this reason, Jovan is very careful with love. For him, love is not a toy that can be spoken in any situation. Especially until it is neutralized in every woman.
Jovan's calmness and gratitude, did not last long. A few minutes after the protocol was completed and the leader of the ceremony was ordered to disperse the troops, there was suddenly a hint of fanfare and indistinct voices from the line of students he was about to disband.
The men were shocked and misbehaved. His body suddenly became cold. His suspicions back on Angel who might be making a tantrum back.
Jovan's eyes glanced in all directions. Looking for Angel and his entourage, but not met. Small screams grew louder and rumbling filled the field. Jovan immediately acted decisively and disbanded the ceremonial troops. All students disperse but the excitement is getting boisterous low is unclear.
Jovan's getting it wrong. All eyes looked at him strangely like this morning. Not a few who whispered then sneered and laughed amusedly giggling mocking him.
After drying the sweat with a handkerchief. Jovan immediately ran to the toilet to wash his face while urinating which had been urging him since.
Jovan's back in his class. He sat awkwardly and agitated. His feelings were not good and his heart continued to pound erratically. Feeling something is wrong. The eyes and faces of all his classmates seemed to be hiding something from him.
"Gas, what the hell is going on. Looks like the cave is everyone's center of attention?" ask Jovan curiously.
"There's something, Bro. hehehehe," replied the mysterious Bagas
"Connected the cave, right?" Jovan was curious.
"One of them." Diplomatic bagas, exactly the politicians who are good at tongue-licking and diplomatic.
"How mean? It was the time of the cave ceremony to make a mistake, didn't it?" Jovan's heart is getting dag-dig-dug.
"No! You're doing very well and cool, as always. But.." Bagas hung his words.
"But what?" Jovan's getting to god-level.
"Let's rest, cave clear.." Bagas cut off the chat because the classroom door was open.
A 50-year-old woman with a veil and her reading glasses, entered the class while carrying a sizable bag. Ms. Rini, the Teacher of Islamic Education, who is very famous for being assertive and a little jutek especially in students who are caught dating.
The classroom was instantly silent like a grave. Bagas the class leader immediately gave instructions to pray and gave haormat greetings to Ms. Rini.
Jovan leaned his back against his stool. Then took a deep breath, trying to calm his heart and control himself. He lowered his head, avoiding his teacher's extremely unusual horror gaze.
Teacher who is famous for the jargon 'Dating is haram', do not hesitate to rebuke hard students who are found dating.
‘Oh my God! what Angel has done is the same cave, until everyone becomes strange like this. The gaze of Bu Rini was even sudden horror so." sigh Jovan in heart.
'Looks like that weird and arrogant chick, really avenging her same cave, Damn it! You fucking bitch!' Jovan kept cursing in his heart.
"Jovan!" Bu Rini's voice broke the silence of the classroom.
"Yes, Mom!" Jovan answered aloud while raising his face with an upright sitting position.
"You are waiting for Mother Fahira in her room.” Miss Rini continued her words.
“Mother Fahira?” Jovan doesn't believe in his hearing.
Thirty-six pairs of eyes were in the classroom, fixed on Jovan who was standing stiff with a deathly pale tense face.
“Pocket!" bu Rini's snapping resuscitated her students from shock.
“Why am I called Mother Fahira, Mom?” Jovan asked again after advancing to the front of the class.
“Where do you know? Hence the spout came to his room, so that you know, why it is called him.” Ms. Rini gave an answer with an order.
Meeting Mother Fahira in her very cold and rigid room, is a terror and nightmare for all Garuda High School students.
Anyone would avoid dealing with a woman whose decisiveness exceeded the hardness of a rock in the ocean. A small apocalypse struck the psyche of students who were forced to face off against the famous woman with the jargon of 'No tolerance for a violation of school discipline.'
Fahira Andanty Wardana who is usually called Mother Fahira, is not a teacher at Garuda High School. But not a single student knew him. She is the second wife of Mr. Zulfikar Kurnaefi, the owner of the Garuda Foundation.
Mother Fahira has absolute authority over the growth of Garuda High School. The most elite school in the city is famous for the application of discipline to all teachers and students.
Mother Fahira, rarely come to school. But once he comes, it is certain that it will make the Headmaster, the Teachers and all the students a little ketar even among the fog. Especially for those who are used to committing offences.
The 32-year-old woman, who is of mixed Turkish Indonesian descent, was awarded an extraordinary beauty. However, not a single student dared to tease him. The second wife of the famous Indonesian politician, has a stinging aura of horror, like a Cleopatra, a beautiful and charismatic queen.
Jovan didn't expect. This morning he had to get unlucky repeatedly, including meeting the mother of all terror.
Actually Jovan is quite close to Mother Fahira. Especially when he was Chairman of OSIS last year. But because of the mystical aura and horror that the bladder embedded in the woman. The closeness is still very rigid formal and tense.
Several times Jovan had the opportunity to chat with Mother Fahira. Intending to establish familiarity, but it is a cruel impression, crazy respect and want to win by yourself that Jovan got from the woman.
With a doubtful step and heart pounding Jovan left the classroom, towards the room of Mother Fahira which is located in the front of the teacher's office. He had never even once walked into the room he said was intimidated and horrified. A room that all students and teachers avoid.
After knocking on the door and being welcomed in, Jovan pushed the door of the cold room very slowly. He shakes his head between the open doors. Just peeking at the situation in the room which is dominated by the color of wood chocolate.
The deg!
Jovan's heart stopped pumping for a moment.
'Oh my God!' it's in the heart. 'Shit! it turns out the apocalypse came faster' he continued cursing in the heart. Jovan's heart was pounding. His soul resigned and must be ready to accept all the bad possibilities that will happen.
What he feared was happening in the field, it turned out to be happening in this haunted room. Angel who had been looking since this morning and did not find the trunk of his nose, was sitting tight in front of Mother Fahira.
This is a very rare occurrence. Angel is the only student who dares to fight at the same time has a pretty good closeness with Mother Fahira. Yet sitting listless and bowed like someone in deep trouble.
'Certainly why is the cave called here as well? What is the relationship with this trouble maker girl? wah don't nih girls want to drag the cave again on a big problem.' Jovan's inner.
"Wait a minute!" mama Fahira's orders are quite loud, firm and completely unpleasant to hear.
Both of Jovan's eyes were focused on Angel's moving back. The tomboy head of the trouble maker gang at school, seems to be crying bitterly.
'Crazy!, if an Angel can cry so much, it means he is in big trouble. Then why should the cave be dragged also in the problem? Oh my God. Angel why the hell do you always make it hard to live a cave?' Jovan resigned. The head looked up with the back leaning against the wall.
Connect – Behind Tight Pants
