Cookie Jar
#40 Tombalist
Anggara leaned his head against the shoulder of the youngest sister sitting beside him, they both waved at Valerine's figure displayed by the man's mobile screen. The three have been making video calls since more than two hours ago, even Valerine has introduced Anggara and Cherryl to her father who is lying in bed because he is still recovering.
‘Thanks for your time, guys. Love yes!’ valerine said and then closed the call.
Anggara smiled widely, “Gue was very much the same he.” said, turning to Cherryl who just rolled a lazy eye in response.
“Kalo kangen samperin dong!” said the girl then while walking away from the sofa to visit the kitchen to take a cup of ice cream from the refrigerator.
The brother clucked, “Lo thinks America is only five steps away from home, what? It's really nice to have a mouth when you say.” he said cynically.
Cherryl laughed softly with a spoon sitting in her mouth. Without saying goodbye, the girl breezed past Anggara towards the stairs and into the room. His brother also did not care too much because he was also busy himself in a campus chat group that he had not opened.
At nearly eight o'clock in the evening, Cherryl plans to spend his time reading novels while eating ice cream. He did not remember buying a fiction book to read a few months ago, even two or three books that had changed hands to Irina and Lily to borrow temporarily.
“Umm..Eh what is it?” cherryl muttered as he flipped through the rug-scattered novel until a brown-coated book attracted the attention of the girl.
He read the synopsis of the book then scratched his head, “....in Salma? Samala. Oh, Salamanca.”
The girl took her phone and opened the browser app and typed the word ‘Salamanca’ in the search box. He put on a face of admiration because he just knew that it was the name of a city located in Spain.
“Interesting. Read this aja ah..” monologue then slowly open the plastic wrapped in the novel and Cherryl again amazed to see the book divider tucked between the cover and the first page has the shape exactly like a leaf.
Bribe after mouthful of chocolate ice cream into the girl's mouth as time went on, at first she was not comfortable reading a series of sentences contained in the book because Cherryl did not like to read novels. Reading the Bible is sometimes the cherry girl has evaporated even though it is only about five minutes. Especially if it's a textbook, don't ask. But eventually he began to enjoy and slowly entered the story, sometimes pausing to find the meaning of words that he did not understand because the vocabulary of the raw novel is somewhat different from the one the girl knew.
“Wih cool, if I am the same Sebby way to Spain how yes...” mumbled while wiggling legs, smiling anxiously imagine the figure of a guy who is now clearly not in status as ‘small friend’ it again. Their relationship was already too complicated to be considered that way.
Cherryl suddenly remembered the incident this afternoon with the guy who made the girl cover her face with a pillow because of her own salting. Then he took the phone to call Sebastian. Not long to wait, the call is connected.
‘Ryl?’
The girl choked when she heard the quiet voice of the guy, she intended to chat but instead it became this way.
‘Cherryl?’
Called inhale then open voice, “Sebby..”.
‘Iya what? Why is that, why is diem? Kan lo the nelfon.’
“Hehe gapapaaa.Erryl Just want to hear Sebby's voice. Sebby again what?” ask Cherryl and close the novel and throw yourself on the bed with a supine position.
On the other hand Sebastian who sat on the balcony of his room smiled broadly while keeping the guitar he played before the girl called, “Again relaxed, catch the wind. I said tired, why not sleep?”
‘Ooo, not to mention Erryl trying to read novels. Excitement turns.’
“Novel? Tumben, novel about what?” ask the guy again.
‘Yes about professional archers who have trauma. So he tried to find himself but went to Spain to meet his mother. I just read a few sheets anyway.’ obviously the girl.
The guy nodded slowly even though the girl was not there, “It looks good, later if I have finished reading the story to me huh?” her door.
‘Let's read it yourself aja deh kalo dico diceritain doang mah.’
“No, it was Cherryl who bacain for me. In fact the more exciting because the story ngeliatin lo it gesin really.” reply Sebastian fast, he does not know yes if he heard that the heart of the cherry girl added pounding.
‘Ih Sebbb, amused tau dengernya.’ Sergah Cherryl with a whining tone, while the guy just laughed in response.
“Geli or seneng? Yeee...” god again, if only the girl was beside him at this time he would have hugged tightly because of anxiety.
‘Geli. Don't keep on gombal. Not good to know malem-malem!’
“Hahah yes yes, sorry Yes Mr. Princess.”
After that the state of silence for a moment until Sebastian decided to turn on the loudspeaker and save his phone to the table, his hand again took the guitar he saved earlier, “Udah this malem, you sleep huh? I sangin sampe sleep, how?”
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“Cherryl”
Bruk!
‘Ehm. Uh no. It means gapapa earlier I hurriedly finish the goods so good sleep, hehe.’
“Hhhh. Yaudah get ready first. Wash your feet, brush your teeth, use a blanket. I just sang. Cepet yes, Honey!”
‘Iya bentar dong, bring once Prince this one!’
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Lily ran up to Cherryl who was waiting for her in front of the class, the two girls went in as they always did. They greeted Devin who was sitting sweetly on his stool while watching a video from his phone.
“Again, Devin!”
The guy turned his head and nodded with a smile, “Hai, morning also you guys. New dateng?” tanya and the girls nodded in response.
“Oh yes earlier Mr. Indra said Cherryl after the second break to the broadcast room yes, if not wrong later the last four hours of lessons emptied because it would be made for the announcement of the race yesterday.” said Devin then Cherryl only beards, because yesterday Asya had sent him a similar message.
“OK, thanks Vin.”
Time passed and by now all the disciples had gathered inside the hall for the announcement of the winner of the Seventeen August race and the awarding of the prize. Only Cherryl and a few of the organizers were on duty so Sebastian and Thomas could sit down with the others.
“Bang, although yesterday was not announced directly we also already know who won not anyway?” thomas said to the upperclassman who nodded in agreement. Of course they already know clearly who will win, because honestly yesterday in every race there must be only one or two participants who stand out and seriously play, the rest is very chaotic.
“Papalah will be home our spit today.” said Alfian then brandished his thumb.
Also true. It was announced that after the announcement was completed, they could immediately clean up and go home with a record of every picket officer must still carry out his duties first. Then several teachers came forward to award the prize to the designated winning representative. After disbanding there are those who immediately return to class because they can not wait to go home and there are also those who are still in the hall to wait for the distribution of gifts, most of which are snacks so that they can be divided, especially the group race.
Sebastian gets a lot of snacks either from his winning group or some girls who give him free as a small gift. But of course after that he rushed over to Cherryl and gave everything he received to the girl.
“Buset a lot, Seb.” said the girl who had difficulty damming snacks with both arms.
The guy rubbed Cherryl's head quickly and whispered to the girl, “This brat we walk yes, pretty still this afternoon. Cherryl drug, first yes Ly!” he said then just leave.
Cherryl silently froze while Lily stared at the interaction of the two with a suspicious look, “Apani, how come you're getting a head swab?”
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TBC.