Dark Diary
Episode 2

I've been outside for too long, I've talked about a lot with yudhi and there's a lot more that we don't know yet, it looks like some of my classmates who were in class before were out and they walked in groups like Wolves, they headed towards the place where Yudhi and I were hanging out here where we were all together and spending time, usually, likewise with other students who have started wandering in the environment outside the school. The first hour of lessons like his is finished but it seems there are still a few students who are still in the school class, indeed this school is quite free not so closely with the rules like my previous school.

"people have come out, yudh." I looked out of the stall. "in yuk yudh, take our bags."

"do you want to go home, jim?"

"later on. fit people have entered class again."

"don't you continue this brother? he said to be diligent?"

"no ahh. maless, who says I want to be diligent, absent in the morning is enough."

I immediately got out of my seat after finishing a few cigarettes, I started walking my feet out of the stall. "already ayokk, let's just keep the cigarette up later!"

"yes yaa wait." yudhi also moved from her seat after turning off the cigarette and followed my step out.

After that I started to cross paths with my group of classmates who had just come out of the class. "where jimm, we just until you've left already." said my friend who is a little older than me, his name is son.

"eh bgg bgg bg just into bentar ngok bag doang, later here again really."

"we've been waiting."

Quite a lot of my friends who also passed by and invited me to chat and greet each other.

My habits are still uncontrollable even though I often promise to be better, but I always lose my mind when I feel bored, am I healthy? .Basically my invisible good intentions are always opposite to my bad sense, I feel like I'm being controlled by something and like having a multiple personality.

I realize that I am now also the result of the harsh environment and social influences, but the more I live I feel "this is who I am, this is my destiny and my path" I myself will be a story and history in the future, no matter good or bad the most important thing remains to live.

"so how are you, Judh?go to class or come with me?"

"yes come along, anyway why also long time I'm here."

"hahaha also realized yes you finally." me and yudhi laughed, looking very happy.

yudhi and I then started leaving the class after taking the bag, I took Yudhi back to the place, there are still many friends of mine who are waiting.

Here we are all the same, just like freedom, sharing stories and releasing laughter, even though I look calm but my heart is very happy. In addition, it is not only we who are here because there are many others, one school has several groups or gangs, there are hordes of rulers, namely us, hordes of good children and nerds, and also hordes of players in silence. It's so complete and I don't even fully know what's around me.

"heh heh heh people have entered, yok to class." bang son cried out to invite us to class, immediately our laughter and jokes stopped, he was the leader in our entourage.

"let's go." My other friends replied.

"yes, rather than being late later can't be absent."

my other friends agreed, except for me and Yudhi. Everything began to move and began to leave the place of tongkrongan, it also looks out of the school is deserted.

"we both didn't go in." Yudhi.

"loh do not enter you yudh, where are you going this abis?" juna one of my friends asked curiously.

"don't know, too, Jimmy's ngajak." yudhi glanced at me.

"don't you come in, jim?"

"june gang, males."

"where is jim going?" bang putra keeps juna's question.

"maybe to the front stall bang." I replied uncertainly, still hesitating where to go.

"don't miss jim, class 3 will not graduate again." bang son like giving sincere advice to me.

"hahaha if the Jimmy is too late." yudhi exclaimed back, like he wanted to make the atmosphere become liquid.

"you are all the same." replied the son.

"ahahahaha." we laughed together for a moment while walking away from our place, me and yudhi will continue to walk out far from this school and the others will go back into the classroom.

What the son said made me think a little, what he said earlier is true if I continue to be lazy like this then I will get in trouble again and mother will definitely be more disappointed again, but I was thinking whether a school as free as this would be any students who did not graduate or stayed in class, I should be careful.

"we go to the front stall first, yudh, that's where we're going to hang out."

"whatever jim."

Ordinary place, our second place to always be together. Maybe after this I will go home, I want to continue my sleep until later in the afternoon everything feels tired and there is nothing I want to do, sunlight will not hinder my sleep. Only the two of us walked out of the school, only we schoolchildren were visible in the class hour, our school was not formal and free to wear any uniforms, he said, looks cool and different from the others.

"your cigarettes still have yudh?"

"it's jim, please buy me one." Yudhi sat down and put his bag on the counter.

I bought cigarettes to the shopkeeper's mother at once for yudhi, me and the others are used to it here.

"home home?" the shopkeeper's mother asked while giving her change.

"bolos keep you, mending in the old man's poor house rather than spending the same time with money."

I just responded with a laugh, I sat down next to Yudhi and gave him a cigarette, we were silent for a moment. What I think about right now is just a little advice from the mother, again and again whether it's serious or not, but it's really embedded in the mind. People like me don't mean they don't listen to other people's advice, but I always wonder if it's worth it to me? I wouldn't ask such a thing to my friend.

"oh yes yesterday bang wan was here?"

"there is!he used to ask you when you rarely went to school."

"yes? who's aja?"

"usual, same bang fajri as others, sometimes alone."

"oohh I haven't seen them in a long time, to his house it's not there."

"sometimes we wait for you to come to jim's school, maybe now they won't come here, or we'll just go to his house?"

"don't go now yudh, hurry up and go home."

"what will you do at home?"

"sfprr."

the person I discussed with the yudhi was also one of our entourage, bang Diwan and their fajri brothers they are people I know when I just moved to my current school until I was close. Our group is quite a lot, we are the Children of the Street.

"go home yok yudh." I called out to yudhi and stood up from my seat.

"quickly jim, pause again." yudhi still sat by enjoying a cigarette tucked between his two fingers.

"our way first, ordinary kayak." yok lah."

"okay deh." yudhi stood up and we started to move.

Yudhi and I are often like this, we walk like the rulers of the places we pass, like two heroes, a street whiz, we joke, laugh and cigarettes always adorn our fingers. Things like this very often we do before going home, sometimes not only the two of us, we are also a lot and our entourage varies.

"do you drink yudh often?"

"still jim, you?"

"not often, very rarely."

"when are we drunk again, like normal... "

"whatever yudh, you set it."

"hehehehe okay lahh."

drinking, drinking, smoking, those are all things we used to do.

"wait for public transport here jim."

"yes."

"tomorrow you go to school, right?"

"dongg school."

"okay, I'll take you home in the morning."

When I got home my mother always asked me why I often go home quickly and of course I always prepared some excuses because it was my expertise, even though school children like me in general are still learning and being in school today, but not with me.

People around my house also often see me as if I am like a naughty child, have no rules, not taught the same parents, "whatever school, anyway, at this hour has come home, must be truant, basic less educated." Maybe that's what they think, I can see from their eyes and I can also feel from the atmosphere. Yes, although I'm bad in people's eyes, but I'm not as bad as they look, I have myself and that doesn't mean I'm not being educated by my parents.

"assalamu'alaikum." as usual when I went home my mother and father were on the move and finished work at home.

"huh, are you home? how fast is it?" my mother was a little surprised

"already ma'am, ya want how else just learn bentar doang, take absent continue to finish the task dahh home." I answered as much as I could casually.

"it's impossible to go home fast." Dad cut my talk and always didn't believe my reasons.

I just kept quiet and I also saw my mother pause for a moment like thinking of something.

"you always make your own rules."

It was always my mother saying to me, making my own rules.

It's true that I always lied to my mom and dad and it's also something that makes me feel sorry even though I'm going to repeat it. My father didn't really know about me and didn't really know what was happening to me, but my mother knew everything well, but not 100%, because I told my mother more often because I was much closer to my mother. I only tell them things that make them happy but not others.

This place is the place I want to be, my room is the place I always miss when situations like this I better spend my time in the room than at school, more fun. When I was here all I thought about was relaxing and falling asleep until I had a dream. It may look bad but it's the best thing for me.