TUMBAL SEVENTH

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“Loh, Mbok, where's Dad?” ask me on Mbok Tini who is busy preparing breakfast menu at the dining table. Usually at this hour Dad's been sitting waiting for me and Tania in the dining room. Of course it sparked curiosity when Dad didn't find it in his chair.

“Have left for work,” replied Mbok Tini with his trademark cold style without expression.

I just nodded slowly and then ria.

Not long after my phone rang, I sent a message. Tell him if he has to go to the factory early because there is work that needs immediate handling. As well as telling me to walk to school or take an ojek.

***

“We walk, Brother, to his school?”

“Yes, how else. Deket this is his school,” I replied.

“Deket anyway, Sis, but the way up and down and winding. Capek, Sis,” whining.

“Ya already, come here big brother. Want?” Quickly Tania shook her head. Then grunt in annoyance, and walk with a stomp of feet.

“If you walk like that there is even tired, Dek. The road is ordinary, which is relaxed is loh.”

Tania stopped her steps. Basic spoiled! The road has also been complaining a lot.

“Hai, tumben y'all on foot. Usually delivered,” asked Bayu, who just happened to leave school as well.

“Kok know that I'm the same adek I usually delivered? We're different schools,”.

“That's it, from Tirta.”

My heart warmed suddenly when the name Tirta was called by Bayu.

“You must be tired yes, yes already, here ride on sister's bike!” bayu's word to Tania, and Tania immediately went up.

“Yes, Deck. Ih, take care of people early in the morning!” my nag.

“Ngak bothered,” said Bayu, while guiding his bike on which there was Tania sitting casually. Just like the king's daughter.

“Sorry yes, Bay!” my words are not good.

“Casual aja times,” sahut Bayu, while raising his eyebrows. I'm starting to touch it, I guess.

“It's arrived. Comeondown! Nahusahin people only!” omelku, while lowering Tania from the bike Bayu.

“Don't diomelin keep his sister, pity. No bother. I sincerely confess.”

“Ayo say what's the same Kak Bayu?”

“Thank you, Brother!” said Tania, then.

Bayu nodded, then rubbed Tania's cuby cheek.

“Yes already, there go into the school. Sister further way to school sister, yes.” Tania nodded then ran into her school area.

While I continued the steps leading to my school which was still several hundred meters ahead again. With Bayu. We walked along and told a lot of things. Bayu while guiding his bicycle.

I also told him about the discovery of the underground passage in my house.

“Then we have to investigate that passageway!” invite Bayu, and I nodded in agreement.

“I've arrived at my school,” I said. Stopping the steps right in front of the school gate.

“If I still have to continue the steps up to several hundred meters ahead,” said Bayu, and we continued to chuckle.

“Oke, spirit and caution on the road!” Bayu simply replied with a nod. Then he continued to ride his bike. While I was going to school.

“Hai,” said to Tirta when she got to class and she was already sitting on her stool, but did not get a response. He was silent without a word as well as expressionless.

Okay, alright. Wait revenge!

“Tadi with Bayu?” he asked after a moment of silence. I didn't bully him. Let him know how it feels to be diced.

Braaak!

Tirta hit the table suddenly and without feeling guilty walked out of class.

I'm jumped. Bummer. I have a few other friends who happen to be in class.

My emotions were ignited, so I chased and pushed his chest from the front until his back hit the wall.

“You want what the hell, huh? You yourself if asked, said, sometimes not answered. Turn dibales dicuekin you angry!” my nag.

“Udah ngomelnya?” sahut's cold. My eyes were perfectly rounded seeing his response.

“If you have, I want to go to the toilet. Want to come?” coined.

“If you want to go to the toilet, yes, go to the toilet!” my ketus.

“Yes, if so release his hand.”

“Yeah,” my sissy, when I realized I had been presumptuous to have gripped the collar of Tirta's shirt, and I immediately let go. After that he left while justifying his collar which was falling apart due to my brutality.

Oh my God! Why was I so brutal, anyway?  I swear I am ashamed. The attention of other students again. I sat on the elongated bench in front of the class rubbing my face violently.

Ck, why did I get out of control so, anyway?  Duh, very embarrassed and feel guilty about Tirta. What am I supposed to do?

Standing up from sitting with a single jolt when I found Tirta walking in front of me, I immediately blocked her arm. Automatic steps Tirta was stopped.

“Ak-I'm em-min-apologizing about earlier. I-I don't know why ... eum, why I became like that,”. Gerogi, shy, guilt combined into one.

I walked with lethargic steps to the classroom a few meters behind him. Sad, and afraid that Tirta will be angry and will be forever ilfeel to me.

When I got to the bench where I was sitting, I decided to write the word ‘maaf' on a piece of paper and then I shifted slowly to the front of Tirta. He shook his head just looking at the paper in front of him. There is no intention to reply.

Argh, bodo is very important I've apologized. I finally resigned.

The teacher came, and we started to take the first lesson.

When I was confused thinking about the answer to one of the very difficult questions in my opinion. Suddenly Tirta put a piece of paper on my lap.

Sontak made me glance at him at a glance. After putting the paper in his head, Tirta returned to the focus of writing as if nothing had happened.

I slowly took the paper in my lap and opened it slowly. It turns out the answer formula is what makes me difficult. A smile on my lips. This I take as a sign that Tirta has forgiven me.

***

After school while I was waiting for an invitation in front of the school gate, Abdi and his friends came to me.

“Gini Ran, I got an invitation to a classmate birthday event. If you want to come to the event, you must bring a friend or a party with it. About you want to not come and so my friend was present at the party,” he said after we previously talked to each other.

“Eum, how yes, I can not promise because my father rarely ngizinin to the show start,” answered me as is. Abdi nodded in understanding.

“OK, but if your father gives permission means you want dong to come be my escort to the party.”

“Eum, maybe,” I replied, continue to put up a horse's whin.

“Ya already, if so I'm waiting for your father deh, want to ask permission with him,” he said.

“Terexistent,” sahutku.

Moments later, Abdi's phone rang. After receiving the call, he rushed home first. It is said that there is something important in his house.

“Iya, be careful on the road,” concluded me, and Abdi and his gang went home first.

After that replace my phone that rings incoming message notification. Soon I opened it and I read a message from Dad telling me he couldn't pick me up.

“Try if you can't pick it up said from earlier, can't I already get half way. Huh, round trip on foot,” dumelku.

“Wait!” call someone from behind when I want to swing a step. I also looked back.

Espue  ....

“You better not go with Abdi!” chirps.

“Dih, nguping yes?” godaku, pointing at him.

“Not nguping, but did not accidentally hear,” the pretext.

I'm thieving. “Indeed why can't you?” tanyaku later.

“Just don't!” emphatically.

“Jealous, yes?” Again, I teased him.

“Do not GR you!” his jolt.

“I just don't want you to have the same fate as Lani,” he added.

“Lani who is it?” I was curious, while tailing to walk behind Tirta who was guiding his bike. When Tirta Hedak explained who Lani was, I aligned my steps so that now we went hand in hand.

And Tirta told me who Lani was. Lani killed herself because she was pregnant, and according to Tirta's vision the culprit was Abdi, but Tirta had no evidence to accuse Abdi. So that he can only be silent and while continuing to look for evidence.

Between believing and not hearing the explanation of Tirta. Because all this time Abdi's behavior looks good and polite not strange.  But there is no harm in listening to the advice of Tirta.

“Why stop?” my many. When Tirta stopped his steps.

“It's arrived. This is your house ‘kan?”  I'm observing around. Then the horse. Scratching the actual nape does not itch.

It was so fun to tell this story with Tirta, I didn't realize where it was.

I enjoyed my time with Tirta today. You see, this time we talked a lot in joking and small laughter. I want to stay with him today.

“Yes already, get in there! How about dumb?” tirta.

“Oh yes, eum, let's stop by!” take me for a second, but hopefully he'll stop by for a moment.

“Thank you,” reply. Then get on his bike, and leave.

While I walked into the courtyard of the house with lethargic steps. Sit for a moment in the chair on the terrace. It feels beautiful when imagining the moment of the trip home with Tirta earlier.

“Non, why smile there?” Mr. Ramat's baritone voice shocked me. Quickly I shook my head. Then get into the house.

When I arrived in front of Tania's room, I felt astonished because the atmosphere inside was very quiet. I slowly opened the door and turned my head inside. Sepi, Tania's not inside. Then I looked in the bathroom. There was nothing in the bathroom either. Continue searching the entire room. Tania I didn't find.

Then I asked Mbok Tini about Tania's whereabouts.

“So permission to play to his friend's house,” replied Mbok Tini. Chilly.

“Hah?!” I was surprised and stared. Strange, not usually Tania like this. Who is playing at his friend's house?

“Friends? Which friend, Mbok?”

“I didn't notice!” ketus Mbok - Tini.

“Oke, where to go, Mbok?” tanyaku. I don't know why I suddenly feel worried. After being shown where Tania was going, I immediately ran to look for her.

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