ENDLESS HALLWAY
CHAPTER 58: IS THAT THE PROBLEM?

Later that night, after studying, Irfan tried out his new jerseys and jeans. The guy was standing in front of a large mirror at the door of his wardrobe. Turn left then right. Then to the left again. Then to the right again. And after

turning right and left many times, he kept silent. He saw his reflection in the mirror with satisfaction. When his two-year-old sister, Cevin, enters their bedroom, Irfan immediately welcomes him with questions.

"Where do I look, Vin?" tanyakanya.

Cevin watched his brother. "OKAY. Cool. I think the sweatshirts are expensive. Jinsnya. Huh yeah?" Ask Cevin.

"Clearly. I'm not jajan. Bring food to school, it's even selling abis." Irfan.

If that's the one house knows too! cevin grumbled in his heart. "Make Balqis by his side." Cevin.

Irfan doesn't care. After once again looking at her reflection to the point of being completely satisfied, she took off her new T-shirt and jeans, then very carefully hung them both in the closet.

***

At Cevin's school, the new school year.

Cevin thought the girl who was walking with her mother was just like the girl in the photos in Irfan's drawer. But after a student shrieked the girl's name, then the girl turned her head in shock and the two of them ran over and hugged each other tightly while laughing, Cevin's doubts were immediately eliminated.

That girl is Balqis!

Unknowingly, Cevin stood quietly watching her. Photos with reality can be different. That girl is funny. It can be seen from the way he speaks, his gestures, facial expressions, body language. He is also agile and laughs easily. And if you are laughing, both eyes form the angle of the character nosy and jail the owner.

"Sweet," muttered Cevin involuntarily. Pinter is Irfan.

Once home, Cevin immediately searches for Irfan, the blind Balqis devotee. He found his brother sitting cross-legged on the bed. His face looked upset.

"Fan, he's at school with me" reports Cevin.

"Udah know!" answer Irfan ketus.

"Why the hell lo? Bi Praise cooking long beans again?" Ask Cevin.

Irfan hates long beans, and is always upset to find them at the dinner table.

"Why the hell is he at school with Elo? Why not go to my school?" Irfan was upset.

That's the problem!

"Don't go to me dong protest. Where do I know?" cevin said as he threw his bag into Irfan's bed. The brother shouted in annoyance.

"Why the hell do you throw a bag always into my mattress? Why not go to your own bed?" the bag floated from Irfan's bed. Cevin hurriedly caught him. Laughing, he put the bag on his own bed.

"He's sweet, huh? Same with the photo." Cevin.

"Aretul, kaaan?" Irfan's murky look instantly turned bright. But a few seconds later it turned tense. If Cevin can immediately realize that Balqis is sweet, then other guys also dong!

"Well, seriously!" hiss Irfan, immediately panicked. He jumped out of bed and rushed to Cevin who was changing clothes.

"Vin, please take care of him, okay? Don't be judged by other guys." Irfan.

"How'd it go? I don't know him either. I don't know him." Reply Cevin.

"Yes elo acquaintance trus keep him," suggested Irfan. What a strange proposal.

"Tomorrow MOS. Three days. If anyone has a crush on him, I should wait for his MOS to run out first," Cevin reasoned.

"That's what's a crush on a new kid. Senior is another. Later if he was told to macem-macem with your seniors, which makes no sense, make it up, you believe him, huh?" Irfan.

"Huh!?" Cevin looked at his brother with wide eyes. "No. Crazy, what? It's me who's bonyok, again." Cevin.

"I'll treat it later." Reply Irfan.

"Every time I abis dibonyokin, you want a treat, so?" Cevin raised both his eyebrows high in his amazement. Irfan's a really mean sister turns out. Since his sister bonyok - bonyok for the sake of the girl is okay.

"The biggest bit anyway? Don't ask!" Irfan.

"If the bonyok died, how?! Not just bonyok-bonyok!" Reply Cevin.

Cevin...!

"That's too late!" said Cevin ketus. So real dongkol. "Bodo very much the Balqis will be held tomorrow in MOS. It's none of my business!" Cevin.

Irritatedly Cevin walked towards his closet, looking around for house shirts. Irfan followed while grinning. He knew his request was heavy and difficult to accept ordinary common sense. But he could not bear to imagine his sweet and funny Balqis being yelled at and ordered to do this was not clear.

"Sorry, Sorry. Joking," said Irfan. Embrace his sister's shoulder.

"Ah, I know you're serious" replied Cevin.

"No fool. Yes already. Please take care of him, will you?" Irfan continued to Cevin his sister.

"How?" Ask Cevin.

"Hmm…!" Irfan. Until they arrive at the dining room, Cevin opens the food hood and watches the side dishes at the table, takes an empty plate, spooning rice and ready for lunch, Irfan is still silent. Still continue to buy Cevin because it seems he was not aware of one hand still embracing his sister's shoulder.

"Can't answer you, can you?" Cevin.

"This is me thinking again." Answer Irfan.

"Can't you think not while hugging me gini? I want to eat this." Reply Cevin sewot.

Irfan...!!!

"Sorry!" He removed his embrace from Cevin's shoulder, then pulled one chair. But until Cevin finishes eating, Irfan still hasn't found a way. He finally resigned.

Cevin laughed without a sound. He stood up while shaking his head. "You're tacky, you know?" cevin said while bringing dirty dishes to the kitchen.

***

MOS day one is over. Cevin steps outside the gates of his new school with a tired body. One of the seniors, a third-grader, seemed obsessed with being a soldier. Little did he order new kids, which guys for sure, to push up. Run around the field or up and down stairs, jump and squat road.

Cevin's slow pace stopped when he heard his name called. Sudden surprise! In front of him Irfan was sitting on a motorbike he parked on the sidewalk beside the school.

"Gue pick up elo. Good brother, am I?" irfan said with a big smile. "What do you do, until you get so tired?" Irfan.

"Not to be discussed. It doesn't matter" replied Cevin lazily.

"Where's balqis?" irfan's head was looking around.

"No idea. Not to get rid of him. Whose motor is it?" Ask Cevin.

"Scygite. New! The same old carpenter. But Balqis came in, right?" Irfan.

"Yes enter. Didn't you get slaughtered tomorrow, didn't you come in today? I guess I'll tell him to pick me up. Tell me to see Balqis!" Cevin.

"It's both." Reply Irfan.

Irfan looked disappointed that he did not manage to find Balqis. His head was still looking in all directions, looking around. The school was already starting to be quiet, so the possibility of Balqis still there was also very small.

"Udah. Tomorrow there will be a day. I am so tired of this. Tomorrow I'll come in the morning. Back yuk, Fan." Cevin.

With a heavy heart Irfan turned on the motor, then left the place.

Tomorrow afternoon Cevin finds Irfan waiting at the same place. But this time his face was so happy. He must have met, or at least seen Balqis.

And Cevin's guess is right...!

"Funny he is, wear that colorful ribbon. Gngemachine. But kasian. I was tired of him earlier. Is it the same second grade kids are the same as three?" the face of Irfan instantly changed with an angry expression.

"Where do I know! People are not a group. You've talked to him? I mean, have you met?" Cevin replied asking.

"Here you go, if he's wearing white gray. Anyway nyokapnya already come first, so how do I want to acquaintance? Yuk, uh... Backtrack. I will not pick it up tomorrow. It's the last day, right?" Irfan.

"Lo don't want to worry about Balqis anymore?" ask Cevin while sitting in the bonfire.

"So. Yes it's important I already know it looks fit again MOS. Funny." Funny." Irfan laughed, sounding so happy. Turn on the motor. And along the way Cevin was forced to pry himself to hear his brother's chatter about Balqis, which really only ended after the motor entered the yard.