Love is Not Done
chapter 2's

As Abhinaya cheerfully walks with her mother, Bilandra walks casually towards her best friend who has been standing like a welcome statue in front of their school gates.

“Hai beautiful, good morning, kind of welcome statue you just stand up straight there” greet Bilandra with her special laugh and embrace the friendly friend likes her pain.

“Enak aja use ngatain statue welcome, I also welcome you with a friendly smile so happy that today we successfully answer all the questions that will surely make enek later” replied Ita with a sweet mouth and long to hear the answer deliver they are right in front of their class.

Ita and Bilandra are best friends from small, only recently High School they can one school and had to sit next to each other during the second grade of High School. Since the third grade of High School they are separated only their classes are next to each other. They are soulmates if there is Ita yes there is Bilandra. Even when Ita street with his girlfriend Aer. Which happens to be the Aer is adek class both of them. Flocked the term. So mosquito repellent is also nothing so unfortunately Bilandra to Ita. 

The clock has shown at half-eight marks of class entry each. The other students were already neat in their seats. While preparing his combat equipment, there were all sorts of stationery and test cards of course. Teachers who are scheduled according to each class distribute sheet by sheet of question and answer paper. The last day of the exam will have two subjects. Because Bilandra is in third grade High School and chose the IPS major, the last exam today is Sociology and Anthropology in the second hour later. Do not forget to pray before struggling with the question of – test questions to be given ease in answering.

At the same time Abhinaya has also been sitting sweet in the classroom which is like a playroom more precisely because it is still PAUD, Abhinaya school is playing and learning according to the growth and development of his age. After ensuring Abhinaya to the Miss of the teacher mama Udi calmly leave the ragil to explore anything of course with the supervision of the Miss teacher who is competent in his field of course.

“Si sister is safe, I continue to the market first then all weekly shopping for home needs, then, the list is ready also” inner mama Udi while walking to the parking lot of his faithful matic motor accompany wherever mama wants to go.

Just at nine in the morning, ninety minutes had passed, the sound of the bell marking the end of the first round of testing was completed. By taking a deep breath Bilandra tidied up the answer at the end of the table ready for her guard teacher to take.

“Finally finished already the first half of the battle, hopefully the result is satisfactory so I can backpacker peacefully happy sentosa” muttered Bilandra while sitting stretching out her two slightly achy hands.

“Haiii chick, hunt out, emang nga laper ya after this brain squeezed all out” yelled Ita from the door of Bilandra class.

Bilandra who was still sitting sweetly in the chair where she drew knowledge welcomed the cry of her best friend with the grin of a horse that showed all her clean white teeth.

”Yes girls, patient what, any laper really emang, as hard as this brain works” replied Bilandra with a lot of questions for Ita, while her hands gently stroked her best friend's head.

"Hmm as loud as possible until I did not understand again the answer I wrote some of the song verses at home and abroad, he said, until all the names of the museum are also written neatly in the form of answers” confides Ita to make Bilandra moved to hear the absurd answer of her best friend.

With a definite step and hunt them walk to the school cafeteria Bu Mur whose menu is luxurious for students whose pocket money is as big as it is. Although Bilandra comes from a family capable of even a little excess but papa Bilandra mama does not shower excess material. They will meet the basic needs of Bilandra only for secondary purposes let alone tertiary depending on how Bilandra is able to set aside her allowance. Likewise with Ita, so yes klop dech them when discussing the problem of the origin of his family.

The same menu every day but does not make the students bored is the soto chicken rice, which the chicken is just a stroke of wrinkles near the eyes and a variety of mini fried foods, namely, there are other snacks also that are packaged economically. The cafeteria is so crowded because it is fitting to rest, the canteen at the school there are three places but still feel crowded if it is crowded like this. With extra energy finally soto rice along with ubyo rampe and a glass of sweet iced tea served in front of two true friends and ready to be devoured mercilessly.

“Praying used to play the origin of sruput aja nih anak” reprimand Ita when he saw Bilandra with a slow devouring.

“Feelings earlier said someone else, ehh he who turned out to be hungry, you ran out of tests or lifted fifty kilos of rice saii” added Ita who was busy commenting on Bilandra.

“Ssttt ... already diem, hunt eat rice soup so steak beef later” replied Bilandra while her index finger was attached in front of the mouth.

“Berakis very deh, si very aja again eat you even noisy very” continued babble Bilandra who unknowingly also did not lose riweh from his best friend.

After an inconsequential argument, the two friends finally quietly enjoyed their morning meal before noon. All ordered have moved places in their respective stomachs for the next process.

They also sit under a shady tree under which is provided a long chair that is devoted to anyone sitting while enjoying the breeze.

“In the meantime enter the war again and finish the war for the first half” booze Ita while leaning on the back of a chair and stroking his stomach that feels will explode due to the khilaf eating dikantin.

“Heem really less a little more for the initial battle, because not until three months we have a national test deh” replied Bilandra with the exact same sitting position as Ita.

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In the market mama Udi is busy choosing vegetables, fish, chicken meat, kitchen spices, crackers, crackers, etc anyway a complete package to meet the needs of four healthy five perfect personnel in a happy little family. After finishing with all his shopping list mama Udi saw the clock on his wrist, a sporty circular smart watch on the wrist of mama Udi. Indeed mama Udi fashionable exhausted style. Despite having a daughter almost seventeen years and a sister who is still five years old.

“It's almost ten aja nih, cepet really this time” grumbled the mama.

“You guys I picked up Abhinaya if this is” continued mama who is still in dialogue with herself with her feet who stepped into the parking lot of the market. Lucky motorcycle matic mama whose luggage is large so it is not troublesome if you have to bring a lot of shopping like now.

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“Yeee has finally been in the last maple aja nih, be lucky for me” inner Bilandra encourages herself.

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At about the same time, Mama Udi also arrived in front of Abhinaya school. Soon mama parked her big matic motorbike and walked towards the ragil's class. With a friendly and sweet smile, Mama Udi greeted the parents of Abhinaya's friends who were preparing to pick up her daughter's son as well because it was time for the children to disperse and return to their home habitat respectively.

PAUD Abhinaya classes are crowded with children from the age of three to five years running towards each of their goals. Seen not far from the mama Udi stands Abhinaya ran by holding a pink rabbit rangsel with soft feathers, splashing in the arms of mama Udi.

“Hallo cah ayu, very fast running nak if it falls how was it?” welcome your mother while hugging her little daughter.

“Quiet mam, sister is strong so not likely to fall” replied Abhinaya with conceited young children who are proud to be able to run fast and lucky not to stumble and fall.

“Hmmm great strong boy mama, smart boy mama, son sholeh mama” replied mama Udi while kissing the cheek of the dirty boy.

“Yuk let's go home, mama has not finished cleaning the house and mama's laundry is still in the washing machine” confided mama Udi and the sister just nodding no matter what she had in mind.

At home, my mother took out all the groceries from the trunk of her large motor matic.

“Mama shopping, koknga invite sister, sister would like to join” Abhinaya's nagging look at the bags of groceries the mother.

“Iya was after the school sister mama all shopping, tomorrow again yes join mama shopping, mama shopping, mama promise deh” answered the wise mama responded to her little daughter who was sulking because she did not participate in shopping and could not pull a snack tax from her mother.

“Oke mam, next time sister follow ya” pinta Abhinaya expectantly.

"Pastinya cah ayu, already now change clothes, wash hands, wash feet yes nak” invite mama Udi.

They walked together into the house and immediately carried out the ritual of returning home school ragil. And mama certainly continued with her duties at home. Mama does not have ART on the grounds that mom can finish all though casually. Moreover, Bilandra has grown so can help the mother, at least Bilandra is responsible with herself and her own printouts. Mama papa has indeed managed to instill self-reliance, responsibility in Bilandra's soul.

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Finally the last exam is over. Wait for the result, hopefully satisfying. As usual Ita has stood looking into Bilandra's class, without her realizing Bilandra has been standing behind the closed classroom door half.

“Hayoooo find who” snapped Bilandra made Ita jumped in shock.

“Yes my surprise, can not ngaggetinnya politely” angry Ita because of shock with the work of Bilandra.

“Hahahaha anyways tell who clingak clinguk is not clear, let's go home tired I” take Bilandra while walking to embrace her best friend.

As usual the two of them go home with a faithful jambang online ijo-ijo to pick them up.

“By the way Aer can't go home right?” ask Bilandra to her best friend.

“Ngga really, would I want to go home with you, if I'm the same Aer go home together would pity you mblo” kelakar Ita managed to make Bilandra sewot.

“Hmmm tuch the hot Aer, stay there first, I walk ahead first, the fate of singles, Bilandra replied as she passed leaving the legendary couple in their school.

A few minutes later the online babang ijo-ijo was ready to pick them up.

“Put on behalf of Bilandra yes sir?” ask Bilandra on one of the online babang ijo-ijo. Because there are two chapters online ijo-ijo that stop lined up.

“Iya mbak, I picked up mbak Bilandra” replied online babang ijo-ijo.

“Oh means this father picked up on behalf of Ita yes sir?” ask Bilandra again.

“Iya mbak, I picked up on behalf of Ita” replied Ijo-ijo online babang who asked Bilandra.

Not long ago Ita was in front of the school gate.

“Come sir us jalan” sahut Ita with loud and confident. They also went home with online chapters ijo-ijo each with the same purpose of the complex just different clusters.