ATIQA
Chapter 1: Late

Atiqah woke up late, the alarm of his phone forgot he was setting. Hunt he pulled a towel that leaned neatly on his study chair, out of the room.

"Sir, why don't you wake up anyway? mba late" Atiqah upset with his sister Robi. His sister was dressed neatly sitting in the dining room. His father had left early in the morning to take his mother to the market to sell and help there when his work schedule was late at night.

"I woke up earlier, but I didn't wake up. Own wrong. I left first mba" Robi finished breakfast and then put on her backpack to go to school. The school is close to home, just pass the alley and cross. Robi is a 3rd grade Elementary child who is forced to be independent, because her Mother's Father is busy making a living early in the morning.

Atiqah duck bath aka lightning shower without shampooing. He was soaked with hair vitamins to look fresh and fragrant.

"Atiq...tell again?" Dawn happened to pass in front of his house after taking his mother to school.

"Yes mas" said Atiqah while turning the house key and put it in a backpack.

"The anther, so it's not too late. Angkot in front of the already quiet" Dawn turned her motorbike towards the direction when she came.

"Well dad? later Fajar's girlfriend is angry" has not been answered, Atiqah has taken a helmet on the hook. Directly wear it and nangkring on the motorcycle seat. Dawn smiled with the habit of Atiqah who likes to speak stale but willing.

"No, my girlfriend came home this morning. Same mother should not be long, pamalih said" replied Fajar slightly shouting because they were already on the highway.

"Ooh.means that yesterday was his girlfriend in Dawn" muttered Atiqah, his heart slipped.

It is too late to wake up and have to hunt, unfortunately he must know the harsh reality about the woman who was with Dawn yesterday. His first love is getting harder.

"Kok diem only?" ask Dawn when you stop at the red light.

"Huh?? What mas?" Atiqah is daydreaming.

"Kok diem from earlier. Are you disappointed you have a boyfriend?" the red light was a long time ago. Atiqah is 5 minutes late, but the distance is still good enough to arrive at school.

"A little mas. Did Fajar marry his girlfriend?" difficult Questions to answer. Dawn remained silent for quite a while.

"Kok replacean diem. Isn't it that if you're dating, the goal is marriage?" Atiqah asked again because Dawn was still silent.

"not necessarily. Actually I am confused. Boyfriend and son of rich people in Bandung. Mas did not care for his family" Atiqah put his chin on the right shoulder of Dawn to be more clear to hear the man's speech in front of him.

"Don't break the spirit of dong mas. If love is to be fought. Don't worry about it dong. Mas Dawn is handsome, it's a sufficient capital" whereas Atiqah is happy to hear the words of Dawn who does not intend to marry his girlfriend. There was a chance for him but his mouth was betrayed, the wise sage gave encouragement and input to Dawn. And his last words were honest words, because indeed the Dawn in the eyes of Atiqah is very handsome.

"Beautiful but don't dare to take it seriously" said Fajar, a jargon that again hits. The two of them laughed out loud until they were unaware that there was a pair of eyes watching them from the red light.

Great walls of favorite public schools in blue are visible. Dawn stopped the motor in front of the closed gate.

"You're half an hour late" Dawn saw the watch on the left wrist.

"Yes, die me! The first lesson of Bu Asih, mas know yourself how the killer" Dawn that alumni of High School know how the character of Bu Asih math teacher.

"Well, it's really over your history Atiq. Take his punishment, rather than skip. Runyam more later. You can be called to the school. You don't want to, do you?!" Fajar called the parents of Atiqah with the greeting of Paklek Bulek because they came from the land of Java, precisely Magelang.

"Yes mas. Yaudah, I'm going in first. Thanks for the ride, even though I was late. Hiks hiks" with weak steps Atiqah walked towards the closed and padlocked school gate.

"Atiqis...The helmet" cried Fajar still on the bike. Atiqah felt his head that felt big and heavy.

"Astaghfirullah.forget me mas. Sorry sorry" Atiqah ran over to Dawn, gave her a helmet.

ttin...

the sound of the motor horn shocked Atiqah.

"Bengong aja, ajar kesambet new school waiter tau tasa" Ardi came with his motorcycle, he was just as late. Atiqah grunted in annoyance to have to meet with Ardi. His rejection last Friday came back to mind.

"Damn! why be late with him anyway" grumbled Atiqah staring into the school yard, looking for Mr. Imron security.

"Hello.pa Imron. Can you open the gate, right? papa told the principal I was late" said Ardi to contact the school security with the latest mobile phone, the symbol of the fruit bitten in half.

"Based on the rich, it's delicious. Late school but not getting scolded. Asem" Atiqah again grumbled, still staring in the direction of the school grounds.

Imron soon ran in a go-ahead from the corner of the building. School side door.

"Sorry den Ardi, I was in the cafeteria again. Understandably not yet breakfast" grimaced as he reached for the gate key in the right pants pocket.

"No papa sir. Can you move aside, right? I'm the same bike I want to pass" said Ardi ketus to Atiqah.

"Ish.iya yes" Atiqah shifted and walked in after Ardi and the bike entered first.

"Neng Atiqah is late too?" mr. Imron asked, closing the gate again.

"You know, it's just!" Atiqah immediately ran into his class on the 3rd floor.

Just one floor, Atiqah's legs have been limp. The breath ngos ngosan. A moment later his body was pushed upwards.

"Eh..why?" Atiqah still continues to climb to the 2nd floor with the help of Ardi.

"Loyo is really. No breakfast?" Ardi still pushed the back of Atiqah from 1 floor child below him. Atiqah snorted in annoyance, Ardi's guess was correct.

"Yes?" Atiqah was still and her stomach was rumbling. Ardi pulled Atiqah's hand down back to the ground floor.

"Lho..lho..why come down? my class is on the 3rd floor. I'm too late" still following where Ardi took her.

"Not breakfast yet, right? don't be afraid. Later I said to Papa make permission to Bu Asih. If you're late with me" blinked one eye.

How do you know the first hour of Bu Asih? indigo child kali ah. Grunts Atiqah in the heart.

"Sit down! what do you want to eat? chicken porridge, meatballs, chicken noodles or fried rice?" ask Ardi again after they have arrived at the school cafeteria. A large and complete canteen.

"Fried rice. Emm...can the same omelet? also sliced cayenne pepper and do not use pickles?" grimacing, scratching his suddenly itchy back head. Because not shampooing so gini gatel my head. Batin Atiqah's.

"OK ready. Wait here, don't go where!" Atiqah. True said Ardi, Atiqah kesambet school waiter. He obeyed all the words of Ardi. Atiqah hated Ardi.

Seriate...

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