
2 Hours I was kicked out by the math teacher for not paying attention to the lesson, until at last the bell rang which signaled the end of the lesson for today. The bell also means a sign that I can go back to class and pick up my luggage before going home and going to the training ground.
When I entered the class, it was seen that all my friends had started to get ready to go home or go to the club room. I too, I just take my things like bags and stuff, and then leave immediately.
After I picked up all my luggage like a bag and the others, I prepared to drop out of class and go to the training ground. But my hand was pulled by someone, pulled by a very soft hand and so smooth. I immediately looked back, who pulled my arm and it turned out that it was Salma who was trying to keep me from leaving immediately.
"Don't go first" he said in a soft voice, he still didn't dare to look at me as usual because of what he did during the math lesson.
I didn't really blame her for that much, but it seemed like it was causing her a burden of mind. "What do you want? I have a rehearsal today" I need to go to the training ground immediately
Then Salma handed me a book, I knew it was mine. The book that covers superheroes in Hollywood movies, it's my Math notebook. I was a little confused as to why the book was in Salma's hands, I checked my bag and sure enough there was no book in it.
"I'm sorry Rizal. I didn't mean to get you punished, I just wanted to see your notebook" he said, handing over my Math notebook.
I picked up the book, I don't know why there was a whisper telling me to open the book and look at the contents. I opened the book, and it turned out that Salma had recorded all the lessons that were taught today when I was expelled from class.
The writing is very beautiful, when compared to my handwriting may be like heaven and earth, very much different. My handwriting is like the writing of an ordinary man who is new to writing, while the writing of Salma is like the handwriting of a goddess who writes beautiful destiny on the figure of a person like myself.
After checking the writing, I looked into Salma's face. His face was a little clear, hoping that I would forgive him. It was obvious, I wasn't angry with him at all. I didn't have much time to think about such a trivial thing, my mind was more focused on how I could break through to the main squad in the Cananga Mining team.
However, seeing Salma like this there is a sense of guilt and also a little amused as well. In the end I stroked her head slowly and gently while smiling at her a little. "I'm not angry with you, don't be sad like that"
Hearing my words made Salma a little cheerful again, her familiar self began to return slowly. "You're not really angry, are you?" Salma asked again and I just nodded, then all I saw was a beautiful sweet smile from her beautiful face.
I also smile, his sometimes so innocent and innocent nature makes more value in my eyes. I was drugged by his smile, until I didn't realize there were still many people in class and saw the play I was playing with Salma.
Rumbles were heard in my ears, public voices telling me to embrace Salma and express my true feelings began to chirp like birds of complaint.
In the middle of such a position, I saw Salma also a little confused. I did not know what else to do, before Derry immediately pulled my arm and Salma to get out of the class that began to get out of control.
"Then if you want to make out, look at dong's place!" Derry said as he adjusted his breathing, running around fast enough in the hallway of the classroom made us breathe in very quickly.
"Give it up, but next time you can't do something like that again"
After that, the three of us went out of the school. We first went to the school parking lot, accompanied the prince from class 10-C took his Harley Davidson.
While walking to the parking lot, Derry and I had a little chat about the club. Derry was a little depressed with the Youth team's training menu which he thought was terrible for him, and also he felt a little bit of a longing to be training with me. "If there's no you, it feels very different pal" he said
"Just wait, guys, I'll catch up with the three of you. First of all I have to prove myself in team B" I replied with great confidence.
Derry smiled, I saw his eyes show a lot of confidence in me, he was sure that I would be able to face the obstacles that I would face very well. "We're waiting for you, buddy! Don't let you even stay away from the three of us" After that I and Derry did tos aka secret greetings that we often do both if we meet or want to separate.
The sound of a loud motor began to hurt my ears, Derry fluttered the gas rope motor several times like checking whether the engine was hot or not. "I'm going first, buddy!" Derry then took out his Harley Davidson motorcycle and left me and Salma both in the parking lot.
I saw Salma's face, she was upset but I didn't know why. I tried to ask but he remained silent, unwilling to talk until I was confused about his attitude.
Then as I was about to leave first, I heard a very small voice, like the sound of a muttering person. I turned around and apparently Salma was using something that I could not hear clearly, she was reading a ritual mantra of one of the heresies.
"Why Salma? How the hell is that?"
"Why-why, cool ya can tososan the same friend yes" His voice like a person who was upset, and it seems he was upset about my closeness with Derry earlier.
I put my hand on him, asked him to do the same thing I did with Derry. However, Salma seemed to reject my invitation but I realized that it was only his attitude that would not lose to him.
"Oh don't want to? Yes, I went home first, then, drugs!" I pretended not to care about her, and it was true that Salma immediately pulled my arm just like she did in the classroom.
"Evil!" He said with a lot of annoyance and I just laughed.
We did tos as well as I did with Derry, after that we split up because Salma's invitation had come and I had to go to PPC to attend the daily exercises scheduled for me today.