Gold And Diamond
Part 70 "School Break"
Kala, Mela, and Ruma eat in the canteen. Charge energy before deposit later. Too bad Ruma and Mela are unable to follow the footsteps of the increasingly glorious pretasi tahfiz Kala. Mela admitted the difficulties after finishing in juz ten, while Ruma stopped in juz twelve. The three of them talked lightly about the preparation of graduation and the excitement proposed by the new OSIM chairman and Mr. Waka.
"La, you must be ready to memorize with ten children."
Different from last year. According to the plan, at the graduation of class XII this year, there will be a special appearance for the top ten hafizah as a proving ground to the saint for the success of the superior religious class program in MAN Pasuruan. Where students and students have been appointed by each tahfiz advisor.
"But I'm really sad because Sharif actually moved. And he doesn't want to talk about where he moved. I was thinking now, what the plan was really long ago. Because rich is not possible if he moved a while it's just because I want to get married."
"Eh, make no mistake, La. Sharif really likes you from the past," said Ruma.
"Wowok if you make a decision, everything can happen in an instant."
"It's Mela." Ruma chews the soft bones of chicken claw.
"I'm so miss him who fit to come to class, continue to give us snacks. Thanks for the pentol, Mel. The loss that I feel right now is because I really think he's ten deket. You guys are too, right?"
"Yes, yes" replied Mela.
"So he can't be contacted anymore. Really-gener broke contact. And, every time I see the doll she loves, I have to feel wrong because I just realized that it's just a deposit because she's not in Pasuruan anymore."
"I'm being mellow. Should be the time we graduate, we can take four photos."
They continued to discuss Sharif which has now become a memory. Together during the organization for almost three years, they repeated those moments.
"How will Onni be with Abi?" ask Mela.
Ruma connect, "Sorry, La. We don't mean lo. Want to understand. You want to talk about that one time."
"Liet down. I'm used to it now. They're again tenuous. Until now Onni did not give an answer. Onni is really focused on her work and schoolwork. There's no time for that. But, he's the same Niar."
"Whose wild?"
"Our sister. Cooking doesn't understand? That's kind of a rich installment of yours, Mel. His face looks like Mr. Abi's rich."
"I'm an installment, huh?" Mela grimaces. After that giggle.
"I think I understand, huh. I think that's it. He.em that's." Ruma nodded.
"Emang different majors. You guys don't understand. I understand that I also fit him first to take me home, want to play at home."
"Oh, so he's gone to your house? Near means the same Onni?"
"Yes, Rum. Bye three times. Onni and Niar emang deket. Sometimes they call while not ngakak. Speaking of Mr. Abi."
"That means that the former Onni fix is really a forgotten ex?" ask Ruma again.
"Mmm .. it seems so. In fact, I never talked about Bang Kafil again. Wasting time too."
The bell rests in less than ten minutes. The three of them moved. The density of the canteen began to decrease.
While walking out of the hallway that connects between the classroom and the canteen, Kala accidentally turned to her right.
"Dam."
Mela and Ruma spontaneously turned their heads.
"Wewww, that casumu," said Ruma.
"There, yuk! I want to fuck." Mela joking. He was preparing to pull Kala's hand.
Kala held her leg. Boost. "No, yeah. Whynot. If anyone finds out, I don't want to."
"If I thought, anyway, someone would have understood. But, they're tight-lipped. Or, they're talking behind your back, you don't understand." Ruma.
"But, why did Gus Omar meet Miss Maria?" his inner. Half curious.
"Well, don't you want to see Gus Omar? Kaya Dilan's. Wear a levis jacket, hair shaggy, no skullcap. Gus the millennial, Laaa." Mela.
"Hisssh. It's not clear."
"Yes since Iqbal changed his style. Don't know, huh? Ih, scab."
"Eh, La if you're married to Gus, try to ask Gus for a haircut. I'm a little amused," said Ruma.
Shortly thereafter, Mary called.
"When? Here!"
"Duuuh," inner.
Kala Kontan pinched Mela's arm. Whispering to be accompanied. He approached, then sat down on the left seat of Miss Maria. Ruma stood to her left, while Mela squatted under Ruma.
"I don't like rich gini moments" Kala's inner. He was always suddenly embarrassed every time he met Gus Omar.
"Kala, Gus Omar sometimes comes here because he wants to ask about the development of your memorization. The deposit will be good?"
She hid her face. Nodding.
"Dad?" call Gus Omar.
Nyut! The dennyar crept up instantly. But Kala did not look. In fact, he wouldn't even want to meet face to face. His fingers are shaking
"Guys?"
Nyahuuu! Face warms.
"Huffff. I'm hot. Panaaaaaaasss," whispered Mela. Then, giggles.
Kala's left hand crept up to pinch Mela.
"Yes it's okay. I'm going to your Uncle's house."
Kala only nodded even though the thump in his chest gradually slowed down.
Gus Omar said goodbye. I feel like I've had enough of talking to Miss Maria. He also understood that Kala was not used to meeting him.
Finally the breath could escape instantly.
Maria watched Kala with a smile. Boost. Then, stroke Kala's head.
"Mom sure Gus Omar would be proud of you. He really cares about your achievements. I'm sure you'll grow up after this." Mary also rose up. Towards the teacher's room.
The bell goes in the next lesson. Kala, Ruma, and Mela move in together.
"La, I'm not imagining how you're gonna sit in the lap with Gus." Mela chuckles.
"Nowhere. I discussed that. Embarrassment."
"Then what's the cuddle?" Ruma nudged Kala's arm.
"Both, Rum," continued Mela.
"Padahan, it used to be fitting me sowan him in ndalem, it really feels not gini. Yes, but ordinary. It's different now, yes. I don't like me." Kala walked ahead.
"Lemeezzzzz, Westie. Wave a hand," said Mela who grew louder in laughter.
"Lawn a white flag, Bestiee." Ruma.
Arabic language lessons are ongoing. Kala is not focused even though he is facing the blackboard with his eyes wide open. He sizzled as he flicked his feet to the floor.
"Why, La?"
"No papa."
"Last the feast day. It's good to say less than two months. We're going to split up, Onni. Who is Onni Malem? Do I have to talk to Abi sir, huh? But I'm still awkward. Did I ask Mela to take Ruma for nemenin?" thought. He looked back while looking at Mela and Ruma who were not sitting down.
Ruma asked with her eyebrows. But, Kala went back to face the blackboard. The teacher's explanation passed at once.
