MYS 25
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"Ann, who are you mad at? How come I got sprayed too..." I scolded. Even though I know Ana when she's angry only for a moment. A few hours later after calming down will return to normal.
But Ana didn't answer my question. He's already gone.
"Uda Nggi...don't think about it. Lo, I'll show you the results of today's content hunt. It won't disappoint you, I guarantee it." said Jono then pulled my hand towards the car.
On the way home I pretended to sleep in the front seat, avoiding the second volume of Stefie's whine. Even Edi and Ebi who tried to silence this naughty girl's mouth with a packet of Silverqueen did not last long.
"Tomorrow Sunday we go to Menganti. Promise me." Jono whispered through the noise.
Everyone has secrets in their life, so do I. One of my secrets is held by Budi. Yes Budi, the curly black absurd boy is far from worthy of being among the same species in the class. Of all the children, only Budi knew very well about my missing bicycle tire, maybe Budi also knew who the suspect was for this dishonorable act.
"Ugh... yesterday Santi saw a girl looking at your bike all the time. I think she's the one who did it," said Budi trying to align his steps next to me.
"You know who that girl is?" I asked curiously. It's no secret that Santi often borrows my bicycle to just buy credit at the counter near the station.
"Not yet. But from the picture Santi told us he was our senior." continued Budi seriously.
"Can you find out who he is? What's your name, what class is it?" I said starting to get excited myself. If it is true that the culprit is a girl then what is the motive?
"Sure. But I can't promise I can hurry," replied Budi nodding.
"Thank you, Bud."
"You're welcome, Anggi. Because your mother's oxtail soup is delicious, your eel soup is as delicious as I am happy. Send it again sometime..." said Budi while trying to roll one of his eyes but failed.
"Okay sip." reply I understand. Budi's weak point is in food. Anything the boy would do for food. "But you're not going to tell anyone about that girl, okay? Just watch out if I find out you're opening your mouth because you've been fed more than me." threatened me, just in case.
"Yeah, well. I like to eat, but it's not like that this time... I still have a sense of loyalty, my friend." objected Budi did not accept.
"Yes, you suddenly made a mistake."
When I got to class, I lay my head on the table. dizzy. Last night there was an exciting chat in the group.
-Jono has created the group 'AAS.JEE'-
-Jono added you-
Jono: Ana, have you slept already?
Ana: You know you're still asking.
Edi: hmm, someone's cranky.
Ana: Shut up, Caucasian goat!
Eddie: Goat? Watch your mouth! I just took a shower.
Jono: Anggi... will you come to Menganti tomorrow, Sunday?
Stefie: I wasn't invited?
Ebi: Alright kid. You don't invite me to follow, do you?
Stefie: Ebi! Take care you have a mouth.
Anggi: You know. See you later...
Ana: If Anggi doesn't come... neither will I.
Stefie: I'll be alone
Ana: you suffer!!!
Stefie: uh.. how fierce are you? Ana... if you were a girl, why would you be a little gentle?
Ana: To you? Oh no.
Anggi: Ann, have you done your English homework?
Ana: Just finished.
Angie: Yes. Good night.
Ana: Yes. ️
Edi: Where am I, Nggi?
Ebi: I want to?
Stefie: Anggi is racist!
Jono: Sunday is your practice day off, right?
Anggi: It's a day off. How do you know?
Jono: I heard from Amad. So leave early, so you can be there for a long time.
Stefie: What are you doing there, Jon?
Jon: there...
Edi: ahem ahem ahem
Ebi: Cough cough cough... Why don't you make sushi first? I'll teach you
Edi: don't overtake bro...
Ebi: the era of free competition bro...
Jono: Stef... You brought a lot of food, didn't you... this project is quite challenging
Stefie: okay
Anggi: what project is it?
Eddie: RHS
Anggi: let's play secrets
Ebi: The concept is not finished yet. Tomorrow you will know
Eddie: racist
Anggi: Bye. I'm going to dreamland
Jono: Good night, Ngi...
Stefie: Where am I?
Eddie: me?
Ebi: me?
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The school canteen is a hotbed for gossip or a place for all kinds of events that cause gossip, ranging from casual gossip to gossip that leads to slander. Instead of eating snacks in the canteen, I prefer to go to the front or ask for a few pieces of sushi with Ebi's abundant supply, or I choose to fast for snacks.
Budi said I was anti-social. Not really, even though we often chat together, especially on the way to class, it still doesn't change Budi's perception of me. He said again, I should have been born as a boy and been friends with Amad and the Rohis instead of being an absurd girl. Why do absurd fellows have to vilify each other?
But today I'm in the cafeteria. Sitting huddled flanked by a trio of kibul, Ana, and Stefie. What else would it be for if not discussing the long-awaited Kemenganti plan?
"What project, Jon?" I asked curiously. Even though there was already a bowl of chicken noodles served in front of me, I couldn't accept the fact that I was forced to go to the canteen.
"More like actual documentation," said Jono still pretentiously mysterious.
"Give it up." I heard an answer that didn't meet my expectations.
"How many other children do you want to bring?" asked Ebi already ready with a notebook.
"I'm still calculating," said John.
"Don't be like that Jon. Make sure how much so I can bring the food just right," said Stefie, sexy impromptu consumption.
"I and Anggi just carry our bodies, right?" said Ana for the third time.
"Um." Jono nodded while eating meatballs.
So that's the impromptu meeting discussing Jono's mysterious project that I don't want to know more about. As long as it doesn't involve me too much, it's fine.
And, after trying out the atmosphere and food in the canteen, it didn't disappoint. Except for my pocket. Realizing that I swallowed hard and had to save up so I could have a proper snack in the canteen, the price was still in the standard category of school children but my pocket money was what made me ishtighfar.
I sighed quite loudly to find the bicycle I put beside the old mountain bike was not there.
"Santi was brought by Ms. Santi. She said she wanted to pick up a book at a friend's house near the station," said Budi's mother from inside the house. He was a tailor for three generations. Meanwhile, Mr. Budi is a farmer who owns 2 hectares of rice fields inherited by Budi's grandmother.
-TBC-