ENDLESS HALLWAY
CHAPTER 56: BECAUSE OF LIMPING

"Why do we start eating a plate together tomorrow? Let's save it." Irfan.

"Hadid! Nope! No!" Sigit immediately rejected Irfan's hilarious proposal. "Elo is delicious. Gebetan lo, the Balqis, not one school. He will not know if you are poor anymore. Well what if I did? I was just another first-class kid. If he knows I'm destitute, haven't had the exact approach that the girl has run away." Reject Sigit for the reason.

"Yes also yes Git, Eating a plate together in the cafeteria effect is very sad indeed. It could be so single until you think what the hell is that!" said Irfan, still with a look of thought, in that case it is a very clear reality.

Sigit so eager to climb the head of his buddy.

"Well, that's you know! Why is it that ngusulin is like that?" Sigit rada was upset.

"His name is also. No need to agree, again...!" Reply Irfan cuek.

"So now how's it going?" Sigit looked at Irfan with a gaze that made Irfan so unable to continue his temptation. The guy grinned.

"I'm so sorry to bother you, Git...!" He embraced Sigit. "OK deh. Today was the last day I asked for a deal. Not starting tomorrow." Irfan smiled.

"Not... Not that, Fan." Sigit immediately felt bad. "I mean, not every day. Trus, the side dish is also not expensive. Expensive, but not every day. That's it." Reply Sigit.

"No. Today is last. Starting tomorrow you do not need to go out for food again. I'm responsible." Irfan.

"You mean?" Sigit was getting confused and did not understand.

"Gue got a new idea. Look at it tomorrow. Yuk, we're going to the cafeteria. I am a very laper. Not tempeh, you know? Okay. No problem!" Irfan.

Still embracing Sigit's shoulder tightly, Sigit brought his friend who looked very confused to the cafeteria.

***

Tomorrow Sigit waited for Irfan's arrival impatiently. He wondered what Irfan's idea was. Is it really able to save them both from the threat of a caste decline.

It's nothin...! It's a serious matter.

There is no greater disaster for men than to be made the last choice by girls because of a large-scale disaster. For example, the threat of a disease outbreak that cannot be stopped for decades that attacks the entire world. Or the danger of famine due to drought that hit all parts of the world that drowns humans in a state of slumped conditions and no choice, here are the men of choice who become its inhabitants, he said, cause all the potential guys to disappear, and the remaining guys stay unpromising but well, what to do.

Than nothing...!!!

Irfan appeared when Sigit was almost senewen. Soon the bell came in and the bench next to it was empty. Upon seeing Sigit's anxious look, Irfan immediately approached with long steps.

"Sorry, Git. There's a little problem at home. But it's all good at last. As planned." Irfan.

"Yes already. Cepet story like how it's planned." Say Sigit.

"Can't now. I want to buy this. Just a break!" Reply Irfan.

The first hour of rest, Irfan took Sigit to a quiet school area. The area is an old building that has been vacated, which will soon be torn down and in return will be built a new building. Irfan wears a waist bag, unusual-usually.

"Gue brought the goods from home. Lontong." he said, after they found a place to sit.

He took out a black crackle bag filled with a spoon from his waist bag, then gave it to Sigit. The guy took one and opened the banana leaf wrapper.

"Nothing is there?" ask Sigit after feeling one bite.

"And I said lontong. Not arem-arem. There is no sign." Irfan said casually.

"Where's it good, again? Eat rice doang gini. It's a little savory, but it's still the title to eat rice doang." Sigit Protest.

"Attent. Be patient why?" Irfan reached back into his waist bag and took out another bag of black crackles. It contains a few pieces of bakwan.

"Tu Lontong ate this. It's delicious. There's airfields. Try deh. Even the one in the canteen is passing by!" Irfan.

"Eating this doang, why do you have to go to a quiet place like this?" Sigit is confused.

"Gue brought it right. Just make you the same me. Ntar if anyone asks us not to love trus, surely we are said to be stingy. If you are being given, your stomach is not full. The tail, find another meal in the cafeteria. You still have no money, make my treat?" Irfan.

"No" answered Sigit quickly.

"Eat him only for ourselves. Cannot be divided." Irfan.

"Yes. What do you say," said Sigit. "Where's the bakwanan? To dong." Further.

While chatting, the two then enjoyed each other's rations.

"Where? Delicious, right? Satisfied, again." said Irfan. After all the lontong and bakwan ration of the first break is exhausted, the collection of banana leaves wrapping lontong, then he put it into an empty bag of crackles.

"Yes, good." Sigit nodded. "Tomorrow another one, will you?" Further.

"Yes that. Want not to. Is there any other option but to bring supplies from home?" Ask Irfan.

Sigit grinned...!!!

"So this is what you mean ‘plan’? Bring supplies from home, is that it?" Ask Sigit later.

"Yo’i! Since it's the first day, so the preparations were still chaotic." Irfan.

Mr. Hadi Parjono, one of the teachers, apparently caught the two accidentally. He was immediately suspicious to see his two students in a rather quiet school area. One of the children always carried a waist bag, and what if his friend came, the child took something out of his waist bag carefully.

Starting from the accident, Pak Hadi Parjono became suspicious and intended to spy on both. Because the title alone “staking” means done remotely, of course, Pak Hadi Parjono cannot know for sure what really happened.

After the fourth reconnaissance, Pak Hadi Parjono confidently concluded that the two students had made illegal transactions aka drugs! Indeed, what he saw then the two children ate something voraciously, while chatting and laughing, but Pak Hadi Parjono was sure it was just camouflage. In order for people to be unsuspecting, of course they have to cover it up with reasonable activities.

One afternoon, during the first break, Irfan and Sigit again occupied one of their posts in a fairly quiet school area. The two are taking the menu change plan very seriously. After four consecutive days of eating the same lontong as shrimp bakwan, the two began to get bored.

Irfan just told me that Bi Puji, his assistant, is good at making pizza noodles and knows the contents. Both menus can make a full stomach. Now Irfan and Sigit are discussing how good it is tomorrow to eat a noodle pizza or to know the contents. Not long after, the two reached an agreement.

"OK, starting tomorrow, know the contents. It's white, let's be full." Irfan opened his waist bag. Taken lontong and bakwan shrimp from plastic, then given it to Sigit. "It's the last day we ate lontong with bahwan." Further.

But only two chews, Pak Hadi Parjono suddenly appeared before them with a fierce look.

"You two come with me to the principal's office!" said fierce. Irfan and Sigit gawked in confusion. Their mouths stopped chewing.

"Come, hurry!" bengpak Pak Hadi Parjono's.

"Now, Sir?" ask Irfan.

"Yes, now!" replied Pak Hadi Parjono with an increasingly violent clash, angry at the relaxed attitude of the two children.

Irfan and Sigit looked at each other for a moment...!!!

The two then stood up and looked confused following the steps of Pak Hadi Parjono. Their mouths were still chewing on the lontong, their hands were still holding the bakwan.

Until the destination, Mr. Umar Yamin the headmaster welcomed the arrival of Irfan and Sigit with a cold face. Apparently he had been informed about the alleged drug transactions carried out by the two students. After asking the name and class, Mr. Umar Yamin went straight to the problem.

"What are you guys assuming or selling?" tanyanya sharp.

"Lontong, sir," answered Irfan innocently. "Same shrimp bakwan." Further.

Mr. Umar Yamin's cold face immediately looked angry.

"You guys are horrifying!" said Mr. Umar Yamin full of pressure. "You better talk frankly. Now! Before this news spread and embarrassed the school!" Continue Mr. Umar Yamin again.

Irfan's forehead suddenly frowned tightly. He looks offended.

"What are we both doing, sir? Look-out we mediocre, not handsome, trus said to make school shy. That's not fair. The man from there was loved by him like this." Reply Irfan.

One that makes Sigit salute Irfan, yes this is true. If you feel innocent, Irfan does not care who is in front of his face.

"I'm not kidding!" snapped the Headmaster while hitting the table. Sigit paled slightly, but Irfan remained calm.

"Same, Sir. We're not kidding either. We don't know why we were called here."

Seeing Irfan's calmness, the anger of the Principal's head subsided a little.

"What's that in your bag?" ask Mr. Umar Yamin.

"Lontong, Sir. Just like the one I ate with my friend." Answer Irfan again.

"What balloon? Throwing marijuana? Shabu-shabu shontong?" Said Mr. Umar Yamin.

Irfan and Sigit. For a moment the two looked at each other.

"Kok father kejem really, recuse us drug transactions. At school anyway, sir?" irfan said, with an offended tone that was not hidden.

"Then why are you two so happy to be alone?" Ask Mr. Umar Yamin.

"Yes eat, sir. It is also called a break. Lontong same bakwan shrimp. That's the stuff I brought from home. Oath, sir! It is made from rice. Not from marijuana or other illegal goods or his brothers. Boro-boro to buy drugs, make snacks in the canteen we can't afford." Irfan.

"If it's just for eating, why should it be in a hidden place like that?" Ask Mr. Umar Yamin still with a suspicious position.

"It's a shame, sir. Time to bring supplies from home? Kind of like a kid's garden. Especially if you get caught by girls. We can't do both of us. Partially if the food is not crowded or in a quiet place, it will certainly be in the middle of the cement. I don't want us to have to share. Time to eat by yourself? And if divided, where can we be full?" Irfan deta.

Irfan took out both types of food from his waist bag, then put on the table Pak Umar Yamin and the Headmaster looked surprised, what else Pak Hadi Parjono.

"Bod would? Defective. Try aja. Surely you agree if I say my maid made lontong is very tasty. Star hotel standard. If you want to order, you can too. Make it take home. For example, for the wife of the father, is that it?" Irfan said it was a promotion.

Absolutely no matter the signal that Sigit throws with annoyance. Embarrassed, the trade is the same as bakwan lontong in the Headmaster's office!

Irfan doesn't care. He needs money again. So, the smallest business opportunity will be utilized as much as possible. The Headmaster did order lontong and shrimp bakwan, to be eaten with the teachers tomorrow. It must be because of guilt and Mr. Hadi Parjono also ordered, to be taken home.

This one is more than feeling guilty. Feel guilty!

The two grown men later apologized, and the matter was clear. Irfan and Sigit beg themselves. Irfan did not forget to leave two fruits and two pieces of bakwan. Make a tester, he said.

Pak Umar Yamin and Pak Hadi Parjono let go of the two children with a smile.

An amused smile at once salute...!!!