Am I Different?
Girl In Angkot

After school, Dinar and I rushed home. Along the way we were constantly exchanging stories about what happened in the school.

"Key, so you knew from the beginning who possessed the upperclassman?" ask Dinar.

"I just found out Din, I swear I saw him this time" I replied.

"What invites you to talk when delivering the Goddess is also the Selvy waiter is Key?" say Dinar again.

"Maybe he is also Din, we have prayed that he may be calm in nature," I said.

"Yes Key, tragic story! can his killer live a quiet life, can Key?" Dinar.

"Din't know, it's been a long time, too" I said.

"Until now, my only question is one, does Selvy's parents know because her son died so tragically?" i said again.

"Yes, too, Key, do they know? but the incident was a long time ago too, maybe his parents consider his son suicide, probably not in the process of the case anyway," replied Dinar.

Because it's so cool that we tell stories, without me realizing I'm in front of my house.

"First it was Din" I said as I waved my hand at Dinar.

Dinar waved his hand at me. I parked my bike in front of my garage, and I started walking towards my door.

Tok tok...

"Assalamualaikum, Dedek came home, ma'am," I said.

"Waalaikumsalam, a little Dek," heard from inside the house, mother answered my greetings.

The door opened, and my mother threw a smile at me.

I grabbed my mother's hand, I shook my mother's hand as usual. I stepped foot into the house to my room.

"Sir, I'll come to the afternoon market yuk!" my mother said to take me.

"Yes, ma'am, do you want to do a lot of shopping?" my many.

"Not really Dek, it happened to be a new motorbike that I delivered to the workshop for service but the word mas-mas workshop can only be taken tomorrow morning," replied Mother.

"Yes Ma'am, Oh yes Bu the pink scarf that I washed yesterday where are you?" my many.

"Still in the basket where the clothes are, in the laundry room Deck," replied Mother as she set foot into her room.

I open the door to my room, I step foot into my room. I put my bag on the study table, while my shoes were off.

I put my body on the bed with socks and the uniform still attached to my body. Slowly my eyes began to close, lulling me to the realm of my dreams.

Not feeling how long I slept, began to sound knocking on my bedroom door.

Tok tok tok tok

"Sir.. You slept?" my mother's voice came from behind the door.

With a feeling of laziness still enveloping, I got out of my bed to open the door.

"What Mom?" I yawned and rubbed my left eye.

"O Allah, the pantesan called from earlier did not tell you to fall asleep? haven't changed clothes, definitely not dzuhur huh?" ask Mother.

"Astagfirullah, not yet Ma'am," I said as I turned my body to enter my room again.

"It's past three and a half hours, next time the prayer has just gone to sleep! Keep changing clothes, come with me to the market," Tell Mom.

Without answering directly I did my mother's orders. After eating and changing clothes, I prepared to go to the market.

"Mom, what are we riding?" ask my mother who is sitting on the sofa near the tv.

"Fine angkot Dek, please get Mother's shopping bag in the kitchen Dek," said Mother.

After that Mom and I left, we started walking up a residential alley to wait for the transport car to come.

That day was our lucky day, not so long we waited for the transport car to arrive.

I'm sitting next to a girl in a high school uniform. I tried to get him to talk.

"Sister just got home?" my many.

The distance between me and the last girl is only separated from this girl in high school uniform.

I just smiled at the last brother's answer.

Actually my heart was wondering, "Why is the last brother answering, while the one I spoke to the brother next to me?" my inner.

"Where are you going?" ask the girl at the end.

"You go to the market in the afternoon with my sister" I replied.

In the front alley of the last girl went down.

"First yes Dek, Mum come," said the girl again say goodbye.

"Come," said Mother, nodding her head.

In the angkot there is only me, Mom and this girl in high school uniform. I felt strange, because from the moment I entered the angkot until now he just fell silent and bowed his head.

"Sir, get off in front of ya," said the mother to the angkot driver.

"Well, left, left, left" said the angkot kernet while knocking a dime to the roof of his angkot.

We went down first, I said the word "Come" to the girl. But the girl remained the same, only speechless without responding.

I got off the angkot, entered the market area.

"Mom, how is anyone talking to you without responding at all?"my many.

"Indeed, who doesn't speak? your schoolmate?" ask Mother.

"That's Mom, the brother who was in the car next to me earlier," I said still by stepping foot looking for items to buy.

"So it was answered that the Deck if you just came home from work," said Mother.

"It's not Mom, the sister next to me is you Mom! brother in high school uniform," I said, trying to clarify.

"Where the hell Dek, wong from the beginning we are only three who ride in the angkot," said Mother again.

"What is the meaning of ma'am? the four of you," I said again.

Before answering, I stopped at the chicken vendor.

"The chicken is just two kilos, yes" said the mother to the seller.

While waiting for the chicken, my mother answered.

"Emang you see there are 4 passengers, huh Dek? ask Mother.

"Yes Ma'am, it's me, Mother, Senior High School Brother and sister at the other end," I replied.

The chicken seller gave his trade.

"Still Mang" said Mother while giving money to the seller.

We set foot buying other things.

"So what Dedek saw meant was not a person" Mother said.

"Whose high school uniform do you mean Mom?"my many.

"Yes Dek, because I know we're in an angkot, three passengers only," replied Mother.

"But just Mom, I feel weird because the brother I asked was next to me, but the brother replied on the other end," I said .

"I still feel weird again because the brother did not respond to me at all, about the death why did ya ma'am? how can I get stuck in an angkot" I said again.

"You think the Dek kite, use all hahaha," said Mother with a little joke.

We continued to shop, but in my heart there were still many questions about the High School boy.

"What did he die of? how can I still be in the air? is he the Selvy rich murder case? Was he the victim of the car accident?" my mind is still wondering.

Question after question came to my mind. Until it does not feel the items needed by Mother have been fulfilled.