The Pledge of Love Embroidered Heaven

CHAPTER 13. Similar Prisoner

Today the class is so boisterous and rowdy that there are empty hours. Mr. Lazardi happened to not be able to enter to fill Biology subjects in class because he attended his son who was graduating S1 in Bandung, he said.

Especially because my mood is good today, empty hours I use to make a small note as memorization material when the school exam later, count nyicil from now on. The Zebra Sarasa Clip pen I often use to change colors to write and mark things that are different every important point. There are only two chapters I have been able to pursue today. Appreciable. There are two more chapters.

It felt like my neck was so sore, I finally chose to tidy up my book and stack it with Biological notes. I looked towards Jihan who was sitting next to me. He's still writing, but not biology records like mine. It's an Arabic script that I don't know what that means. ‘Oh maybe he's again doing Arabic practice’ I thought. Unsatisfied, I looked back at what Fey was working on. He seemed to be busy playing with a device held in his hand. Jovan and Sadam? I tried to raise my neck slightly to look at those sitting behind Fey. It seemed like the two boys were engrossed in playing ludo.

When I got bored with the activities in class, I just buried my head on the two hands that I stacked on the table.

BRAAKK!

The sound of a table shake from behind. But I didn't press it, I'm still in my comfortable position right now, burying the axe on the table. ‘It feels good this time to lie down in kasur’.

“Hoy! try to read this in articles in the mass media, today's news, January 31, 2020,” his voice filled the room. Fey began to read the core content of the news he got through a news article. “The number of coronavirus deaths in China continues to climb to 213 people. Based on WHO official data related to reports of covid-19 situation, 1,370 positive cases occurred in China, 1,370 people suffered serious health problems, 170 people died, and 12,167 others were suspected of contracting the virus. The coronavirus has spread outside China from 68 cases in 15 countries to 82 in 18 countries. Some of the countries reporting an increase in the number of cases are Japan from seven cases to eleven cases, Singapore from seven cases to ten cases, Malaysia from four cases to seven cases and France from four cases to five.

The class was silent for a while, as Fey read the news just now.

“Singapore? Malaysia? Ow hell! we are about a close relationship again with two countries that have been corona first,” Sadam chirped.

Hearing the word Singapore, I immediately raised my head back which felt heavy. How are Mom and Dad there?

“Wah, Indonesia started an emergency as well lest not-don't ntar, not to mention the problem of the rupiah exchange rate, plus the problem of corona,” added Charisa, who was busy with her broomstick was sweeping a part of the classroom floor.

“Yes already, which is clear now we must be careful if interacting with the new we know. Because I don't know if that person is carrying a virus or not. Now we have to be sensitive to know the early signs or symptoms if the person has contracted the coronavirus,” added Aldion, who also responded to Jovan's remarks.

“If from the information I got, the symptoms are similar if people are suffering from the flu. Coughing, sneezing, sore throat, high fever for weeks, then again the chest feels tight. That's the information I got!” exclaim Jihan, trying to convey some information known from health articles that he also read.

Hatchiii!

There was a sneezing sound that belonged to Jovan.

“Hah! Jihan how is this not a sign of corona?" ask Sadam, meaning to fuck Jovan.

Jihan was brushing her teeth, revealing her tight, white teeth. “Well, every time everyone sneezes around corona.”

“Tau tuh,” protest Jovan. “Ngakgak clay tuh at the side, Charisa again nyampu debunya much so,” he said, while glancing towards Charisa who was sweeping some floor tiles that look dirty.

Don't want to be blamed Charisa ended up joining the fray. “Yeah, you run out if you run out of the outside bring a lot of sand dust, even though doormats are ready in front of the class. I don't want to be mistaken, ntar said no more pickets!” gerutu Charisa's.

Jovan shrugged his shoulders. “Tau tuh!”

Seeing Dhanisa who had been silent, and did not join in with their chatter. Makes Fey a little excited to tease him.

“What is Nisa times, huh?" Fey's eyes were trailing towards me.

Hearing my name being mentioned, I immediately glared at him. “Heh! take me with you! I've been quiet here.” I snorted in annoyance.

Fey just laughed.

“Friends, have his attention for a moment, yes!” Rivan, the 12-A class president, tapped the eraser onto the board. There was still an empty hour left fifteen minutes before the break. In front of the class, Rivan delivers a message.

“Tadi Pak Lazardi suddenly nge-WhatsApp, he said we were asked to form several groups, where each group was composed of five people. The group was formed for the manufacture of hydroponic plants as materials for later practice exams. So now that we form a group first,” Rivan was silent for a while, like he was thinking something. “So how according to friends for members we choose for ourselves what, does it fit with the presence?” Rivan asked all the students in the class.

The boisterous sound was so felt again, when some students issued proposals so that the group was divided heterogeneously, while others proposed to be sorted according to the presence.

Class conditions are less conducive. Rivan who saw his friends look rowdy, and difficult to set, back patting the eraser he held onto the board.

“OK, I think bored yes if the work of its member groups continues to present. Now how about if we vote, let's be fair,” proposed Rivan, show the soul of his leadership.

“By also,” sahutku.

“The important thing is fair,” said Nabila who sat in the back row of the door.

“Nis, you write the names on the board and I dictate the names of anyone who enters each group,” Pinta Rivan on class secretary, etc, who else if not Syafahira Dhanisa. Looks like his friends are quite reaching Nisa until he is appointed to be a class secretary.

I went to the whiteboard and made a charting table of the names of the groups that would fill groups one through five. Rivan began to mention one by one the names of students until everyone in this class was enrolled according to the number of students listed in the press.

Cringh ...

“Ih! it's noisy! if I budeg, you're responsible!”

“Nisa, let's eat!” he said it to my ears. I was annoyed as much as she could be-so to tease me.

“Nisa, Mang Danu's special meatballs are open,” whispers into my ear.

"Tell?" I'm not sure.

Fey nodded. “Bener, and now I'm sure it must have been invaded by other students. I go first, yeah!"

Fey ran out of the classroom screaming. “Bakso! meatballs!”

Special meatballs made by Mang Danu have been closed for two weeks. It seems like Mang Danu has his own recipe for making meatballs to taste good and enjoy. Meatballs made are still the same as the shape of meatballs in general. It's just what distinguishes the color of the meatballs are purple and followed by the sauce is also purple. So do not be surprised if the first break hours of the canteen where Mang Danu is selling are already crowded with students who want to buy the sale.

I wanted to race to the cafeteria with Fey, but I had to put up my shoes first which I deliberately removed in order to sit cross-legged on the seat. “Fey, wait dong!” I shouted from a distance.

“Jihan, you are still a long time to the cafeteria?”

Jihan nodded. “Iya. Y'all gofirst. I'll catch up.”

“OK. Suspend to school park yes, Jihan.”

“Ayoo game! who's fast he'll get first!” fey shouted, his voice starting to fade outside the classroom.

“Hei Fey! tell Mang Danu to save for me!” the sound of my screams also began to fade as I ran after Fey whose back had started to disappear behind the classroom walls.

In the school garden bench, I also Fey was sitting casually under the shade of the school garden tree accompanied by a soothing breeze. This lunch break meal was once I enjoyed with a bowl of Mang Danu mix meatballs. With my painstaking effort just queuing up and jostling, I was finally able to get it.

“Great wisdom to eat with a gentle breeze gini, yes!” said Fey, who had already formulated the meatballs.

I was still stirring up the contents of the bowl while mangut-mangut, a sign of approving Fey's words. Using a meatball fork that filled the bowl earlier, it began to land in the mouth. “Hm makyus,”.

Fey who was sitting across from me seemed so excited about bribing one meatball leader after another into his mouth. Seeing him eat so made my throat instantly become thirsty. I then reached for the mineral water close to Fey's hand, but accidentally my hand nudged Fey's Nescafe until the spill hit my back. Hands feel hot and sore. The water used for brewing is hot water.

“Yeah, Nisa. How hot isn't it?” ask Fey, worried.

Fey seemed to reach into something from inside his pocket. A plain white handkerchief. Slowly and slowly Fey tried to remove the remnants of the beverage spill that was still attached to the skin of the hand.

Fey looked at something from my hand he was holding.

“Nisa! you're married?”

Instantly, both of my eyes opened perfectly, surprised by Fey's question just now.

"Why did you say that, Fay?"

“Tumben you wear innai on the nails to the hands of everything else,” he said, then his eyes circulated the tail of his eyes to the fingers of my hand next to him again. “Your left hand is the same. All I know is, usually innai used to beautify themselves, when married."

Hearing Fey's words, my facial expression instantly turned tensed, anxious and panicked all into one. But I'm still trying to control my body's gesture so Fey doesn't suspect anything.

“Oh this, no really! This I just try aja masang innai in my fingers, about good what not. Well learn that. Experiment,” answered me a little surprised. Ow hell! I hope he doesn't suspect that I'm actually married.

Fey began to link his originally wrinkled forehead.

“Ouh, great really. Very good even the result, Nisa.” Fey praised.

I was just grinning in response to Fey's praise.

“Hmm has Fey. Nothing, not a very perih-perih kok.” I put Fey's hand away.

“Bener?” fey's gaze, seriously. “Nih, use this handkerchief, to relieve a little bit of the pain.”

After the talk, we resumed eating again, before the break was up and went into the next learning activity.