Daughter of the Widower: The Single Daddy'S Daughter
#33 Away from the Comfortable Zone
“You're Rasyiqa right? Greetings know ya.”
“How are the news? Said you had been sick yesterday.”
“Yes, yes up to four days. No problem, right?”
Why are these school thugs hounding me? No matter how good your face and attitude, I know your other intentions. What is it that asks my problem? Heh! Have you heard of privacy?!
Action again my sweet smile, “My news is good, kak~ How did you test brother?”
“Currently dong~”
“If there is a learning problem, Rasyiqa can ask for help brother-sister.”
Duh, I'm so sorry. My 46-year-old father is more handsome and smarter than all of you combined. Thanks for the offer.
They already have acute singles disease, right? Do you not be upset like Sekar who was left married his betrothed? Not even seventeen years old, like an elderly crocodile!
Oh, and please don't gather in front of me like that. Even though I'm used to it, I'm still an Agoraphobia* patient*!
“Excuse me brother,” a hand grabbed me. He pulled me out of a bunch of guys who didn't know that age.
Aaron?!
“We have a class discussion in a moment. We first,” Wah. Her polite words did not match her horrible smile.
Duh. Sometimes Aaron can be an easy target to hate. It was easy to understand Aaron who was polite but was actually mocking. I need to get rid of it before it starts to heat up.
“Thank you for accompanying me. We went back to class first yes kak~” I made many times acting with my sweet smile.
“Yo! See you later.”
May we never see each other again at this jumbo school.
Heh. Students may be willing to relieve the stress of the war with this one week. Everyone is eager to forget for a moment about the school and the final semester exam grades that are coming up ahead. Sure, before they get tortured again by the value remediation program next week.
“Sorry yes, I'm late. You get bullied by obscure people so,” Aaron still pulls me trying to go down the stairs.
Aren't you being too mean to your own upperclassman?
You were also wrong to have me wait in the exam class alone. I can join other classmates. How else would it be if our exam class was moved to another class and merged in half with the upperclassmen?
But since I'm tired after the last exam, I won't protest anymore.
“Rasyi has permission with uncle if he returns home longer right?” you noticed I got to deep ya~
I replied, “Already. The group I've been reading since yesterday kok.”
Our talk takes time. Crowded trees accompanied us to take shelter from the sun. Until we enter our beloved class.
Conducive to discussion is already felt. Well, we're late huh?
“Rasyi~ New to?” Jagad Loh?
He followed our steps into class, “Iya nih. I'm stuck in traffic,” I just laughed a little.
We got to our seats. While Jagad took an empty seat and sat down on the road beside me.
“This is he who helped arrange the same place permission from the school, ” the class leader who led the meeting realized our arrival, “Kak Jagad~”
The jagad who had just sat down, developed his smile. He gave his index and middle fingers together. Cheers and joyous applause rose from the entire class.
“Well that's the problem now..,” the class president was staring at me.
Duh. Please don't look around like that.
Jagad looked back at me, “Om Rizki don't want ya?”
Mmm.. actually that camping problem….
“The story is not a child. He's the one who wants to come,” Jagad replied.
Firna voiced her classmate heart, “But if Rasyi is not allowed, we also can not do anything.”
Actually after that day, I didn't try to ask again. I told him I would try to get them to change plans. Without me knowing, the plan was getting more mature even the teacher stayed with me.
“Beginnya deh,” Jagad like have something in his wish.
Whahuh?
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This atmosphere I can't explain at all. A hodgepodge could lose more to it than this.
The dining chair of the canteen is empty. One side was already filled with classroom children scrambling for seats. I've been taking a seat across from them. On their back side, I could see the gossip girl unit. Whispering with eyes that can't switch from the face of the person beside me.
Papa, I know you must be uncomfortable being stared at by so many Junior High School kids. However, don't look back at me too. Rasyi also did not understand why it could be this way.
“Content, om, we want to invite you to talk,” Jagad sitting right across from Rizki put a brochure sheet on the table, “This is the place we want to go for camping.”
Rizki's eyebrows shot up. Heh. He must have sensed something strange now that I never discussed it again.
Jagad looks confident, “We also have three teachers who will join. I'll come myself, too, om. Location problems, schools also often use. So for camping three days two nights will not be a problem for Rasyi.”
Rizki sighed. Somehow it seems like he already understands the situation.
Rizki's face looks reluctant, “I can't allow Rasyi.”
Uh. I had expected him to get even more angry with this bustling impromptu meeting.
“But om,” Jagad still insists, “I also come, we also definitely take care of Rasyi.”
Rizki doesn't seem to want to know anymore, “Sorry, but I can't believe it. You are all still small.”
Maize look pissed, “But, Om⏤”
“Already, Jagad,” Aaron tried to stop him, “It is not good for Rasyi away from home for days.”
“Can't dong!” Jagad is getting louder, “Rasyi want to try to be brave. Time to keep blocking?!”
Rizki looked at me. Indeed not only because I like to camp since I was still a Sekar, but I also want to try. I don't want to avoid it anymore.
“Iya, pa. Rasyi want to try camping,” I turn my body axis facing him, “It looks like Rasyi maksa, but Rasyi is intent on facing her fears Rasyi kok.”
I held his right hand which still felt soft. Grasping tightly in hope for him to listen to me this time as well. Keep hoping that he believes I don't want to back off again.
“Please..., let Rasyi try first. Please~” I hugged the grip of our hand showing that big I want.
“Nothing will happen, om. I guarantee.” The jagad is excited.
“Iya, um. We take care of Rasyi.”
“Please, om~”
My classmates heartily pleaded. Rizki was silent for a moment. He held his head looking inexhaustible. Did we take her heart?
“Alright,” Rizki looked helplessly upset.
I developed a happy smile. One class seemed satisfied with their efforts, especially Jagad.
“But,” Rizki raised her left finger breaking our pleasure, “There are some highlights.”
^^^^Revelation~^^
*Agoraphobia :
Excessive fear of a place or condition. It usually requires a friend or relative to accompany her in a public place.