Ayrisa And Her Story
Ayrisa⁰³ - Reylin's

The second break has arrived, making many students scatter in the school corridor to go to the cafeteria. Invade the cafeteria to get lunch, or just buy snacks as snacks. There are also some who settle in class because they bring supplies from home.

Ayrisa herself brought the provisions made by her mother. So, he did not have to bother himself to go to the cafeteria. Reylin, who was too lazy to go to the cafeteria and jostled, followed in his friend's footsteps to bring provisions.

Both of them ate in silence, there was a cell phone in each hand. Reylin is scrolling casually on Instagram and Ayrisa is watching cartoons on YouTube. They are engrossed with their respective phones until Reylin who finished his meal first then followed by Ayrisa.

After drinking water from her soft blue tumbler, Reylin changed her position to face Ayrisa's seat. "Ay, I'll talk," he said.

Ayrisa who had finished drinking looked at Reylin after saving her tumbler. "Yes?"

"Umm .. I'll be moving in three days. I have no intention of hiding and just telling you now, really not."

Ayrisa. He turned his memory back on this morning where Reylin came along with the teacher of Indonesian subjects. Which is where his friend tumben once late.

"So, were you late because you didn't take care of the move first?"

Reylin nodded in response. "Actually Papa I've been telling you from a week ago if it will move, but I think the process is still a long time."

Ayrisa sighed softly. "No papa, but still a friend yes," he said resignedly.

"That's for sure, Ay, at most for some early time it will rarely be content because it must be busy taking care of some things."

"Gue will definitely miss you," Reylin added.

"Yes, same," said Ayrisa slowly. His head was bowed with fingers interlocked on his lap.

Silent for a while, Reylin again said after. "Tomorrow for quality time with me? Abis's coming home from school tomorrow, but Friday's coming home soon." Without a second thought Ayrisa nodded in agreement. After all, it has also not been refreshing freely for a long time.

Not long after that the bell rang, signifying the end of the rest period. Students return to their own classes. Some bring with them their planned meals to be spent once they arrive in class. It was like students used to do.

For the final lesson in Ayrisa's class is economics, which will last the next two hours. The economics lesson for the 11th grade was taught by Bu Yuni, a teacher who is often said to be a killer by classmates. The first chapter they studied was the income and expenditure budgets of regions and countries.

Ayrisa occasionally recorded important things in her book and listened to Bu Yuni's explanation. At the end of the explanation given, Bu Yuni asked the students to work on the competency test on page twenty. Finish doing the task and collect it, coinciding with the bell that rings.

After the last student gathered his assignments, Bu Yani immediately ended his learning this time. Before going out, he asked Ayrisa to help him with the task books.

"Reylin, you can go home first, really." Ayrisa tells Reylin before carrying the stack of books following Bu Yani.

Reylin brandished his thumb. The driver also told me that he was waiting in front.

The teacher room is on the ground floor of the school building, not far from the ranks of IPS classes. Along the way Ayrisa found all the students had left their respective classes to go home.

As soon as he arrived at the teacher's room Ayrisa immediately put the stack of books on the table owned by Bu Yani, then he let out. When he returned to class, most of his classmates had already gone home. Leave three students who have a picket schedule today.

"I go first, yeah!" pamit Ayrisa while taking her bag.

"Yes, careful!" reply Retha.

Having classes on the second floor of the building made Ayrisa able to see the state of her school which quickly turned quiet. He saw the clock curled up on his left wrist, hum, it only took a few minutes for his school to turn quiet.

Just coming out of the school lobby, Ayrisa could see her mother who was waiting not far from the school gate. He hastened his steps to get to the mother.

"Mother!"

Dara smiled back. "Why so long ago? Reylin went home first."

"So I was asked to help teachers bring books." Dara nodded in understanding, then took off her bike after making sure Ayrisa was sitting properly in the back seat.

It takes almost 20 minutes to get home. At the same time with Nura who also returned home delivered by her boyfriend, Lingga. The man got off his bike as soon as he saw Dara.

"Sore, Aunt." Lingga greets Dara and then kisses the back of the mother's hand from her boyfriend.

"Sore. Go in first, yuk. I haven't stopped by the house in a long time either" Dara asked.

They entered a two-story minimalist building. After the main door, they will find a limit area of wearing footwear similar to those usually in Japanese homes. Dara invites Lingga to the family room which will be immediately found on the left.

In the house of Ayrisa family there is no living room, there is only a family room. Made that way so that there is no distance between the homeowner and his guests, the guests will be warmly welcomed like their own family.

Ayrisa prefers to go to the room first. After entering he put his bag just near the foot of the bed. He was a little tired today, coupled with the news that Reylin was about to move made him quite sad when he thought of that. His body lost energy because of it.

Remove the uniform and leave a white sleeveless shirt. Then Ayrisa pulled the chair next to her study table in front of the window she had opened. He wanted to cool himself down first before taking a shower. That has become his habit.

While relaxing for a moment Ayrisa looked outside. Sometimes there are vehicles passing by, or just small children who race using bicycles. Laughter and laughter accompanied the race.

After a few minutes, Ayrisa finally ended what she did. she closed the window of her room.

Ayrisa took off her school skirt, leaving her half thigh shorts. After grabbing his bathrobe, he passed towards the bathroom. 20 Minutes later the girl was fresh with her pants that were over her knees black and a large shirt that covered half her thighs gray.

Picking up the phone that she had previously placed on her study table, then Ayrisa walked out of the room. There's something he should talk to the mother. He took her down the stairs.

It turns out that the phallus has not yet returned. The man was with his sister while telling her about something that Ayrisa did not hear clearly. Not finding her in the living room, Ayrisa immediately changed direction towards the kitchen.

Sure enough, Dara was there.

"Mother" call Ayrisa.

Dara cleared her throat to say. He was focusing on bringing out the ingredients he needed to make dinner.

"I'm going to school tomorrow I'm playing Reylin, yeah. We want quality time before he moves." Ayrisa asked for permission.

Dara set her eyes on the princess. "Where is Reylin moving?" He asks.

"Out of town he said, but didn't know exactly." Ayrisa answered.

"How are you going to go home?"

"Kan, there's an online motorcycle. We go home at most in the afternoon, really," persuaded Ayrisa.

"Yes, I can."

Ayrisa immediately exclaimed happily to hear the mother's answer.

The next second heard the engines of cars and motorcycles entering the grounds of their homes. The window that leads directly outside makes it easier for the mother and child to see who is coming. His father and brother came home together. Then behind them followed by the Carsion— family Dara's friends who came to visit.

Ayrisa excitedly ran straight towards the main door. "Mama!" he exclaimed cheerfully.

Shera, who was also called Mama by the teenager in front of her, immediately hugged Ayrisa. He had not visited for a long time, so his longing feeling overflowed upon seeing the fifteen-year-old girl.

"Where's mom, Ay?" ask Shera.

"In the kitchen, get ready to cook dinner."

"When you go to the kitchen first, yes."

Ayrisa followed Shera's steps into the kitchen. He wanted to talk to Shera for longer because two weeks their family did not come to visit. However, before he could catch up with Shera, Elio—putra Shera— had already restrained his arm. The two-year-old different man took Ayrisa into his arms. Just like his mother, Elio also misses Ayrisa.

After being in Elio's arms, Ayrisa's head is gently caressed by Arfa—suami Shera and Elio's papa. The warmth she got made Ayrisa slightly forget her sad feelings.

"Don't block the road!" The upset speech made Ayrisa and Elio look back. They found Nephra looking on sharply.

"Kan, there's still a way there." Ayrisa pointed at the small large gap that was beside her.

"Mulu mu lo. His embrace! Lo it's my grandpa, yeah." Nephra separated Ayrisa and Elio, then brought the girl to join the dining room. The steps of the brothers were followed by Elio.