It's Not Sleep That Makes Me Dream, But You
Chapter 66: Cheating and Caught

Groups of 10th and 11th grade students lined up to the edge of the highway. They run inside a white line dedicated to pedestrians.

The students who were almost in number ran in an orderly manner according to the command of one of the supervisors of marathon running activities from members of OSIS.

A few meters in front of them, four students who were also wearing OSIS uniforms, carrying a cardboard of mineral water, near them there were also several more boxes. they stand in front of a fork in the road, where one of the lines in the fork is not so wide and leads to the rice fields.

Four supervisors in OSIS uniforms distributed bottled mineral water to each student who passed in front of them, some also took their own mineral water. Because their numbers are so many, the line becomes a little chaotic when there are some children who are impatient with each other scrambling their turn to take their mineral water rations.

One of the supervisors immediately blew the whistle he brought, assisted by two friends, the supervisor who served there tried to order the queue.

From the junction, the row of participants running the marathon is directed to go to the marathon track which is directed to go to a track whose path is not so wide, the road is not so wide, that is the path that leads to the rice field area. They turned neatly after waiting in line for mineral water.

A mountain appeared to turn blue, faintly visible at the end of the eye view. On the right and left of the paved road where the rows of students ran, lay swathes of green rice fields, some of which had turned yellow, felt cool and reassuring when looked at.

Some farmers seem to be busy planting rice. There are also those who are repelling rice-eating sparrows using homemade tools, made of a rope, bamboo, and some cans. The sparrow's repellent device stretches across one plot. It will sound if the rope is shaken, similar to a bell. Its function, to scare sparrows who want to eat rice. There are also those who are resting in a hut in the middle of the crater.

A little boy was seen running in a rice field, chasing a grasshopper, his clothes dirty with mud. There was also a woman who came to bring lunch for her husband who was poking rice fields.

Around there are many agricultural activities as usual that feel pleasant. Because many trees and rice plants on the right and left, the wind that blows feels cooler, at least it can reduce the sultry feeling in the body even if only a little.

The students seemed to enjoy the view on their left and right. Some are talking to each other about agriculture, about animals, about the harvesting process, and much more. While running casually, they exchanged information. Unknowing students ask their friends who understand what makes them wonder about agriculture.

Indirectly, in addition to exercising, they also learn about agricultural science through simple discussions.

I who was still in the ranks of the 11-A class group of girls was still reluctant to accelerate, choosing to walk casually while enjoying the scenery around, leaving himself in the fresh breeze of the rice field area.

Thanks to the mineral water he got from the supervisors of the activity at the fork in the road, his strength is now slightly recovered, his throat is no longer dry, relieved.

While walking, I lowered my head, then flushed it with bottled mineral water that he was carrying, my shirt was a little wet in some parts.

Her eyes are hotter now, because they're right over her head.

Exercising when the sun is hot is not a pleasant thing for everyone. Moreover, the distance to return to school is still quite far, it feels really self-torturing.

After a few meters of running in the rice field area, there are two-three simple stalls lined up on the right and left side of the road, right next to the wide rice fields, on the side of the road.

In front of the shop there are some farmers who are sitting on long benches provided, chatting while enjoying coffee.

Some students then pull over, jostling each other to come to the stalls, buy cold drinks or snacks sold there, so that the seller looks troubled.

Actually, they were not allowed to stop at will, they should keep running in their respective rows so as not to take longer and can arrive at school appropriately longer and be able to arrive at school on time. But how else, the mineral water distributed by the supervisors on the street was not enough to relieve their thirst, so it's only natural that they prefer to snack at the stall.

However, when compared to those who served in the stalls, the number of students who orderly still more, they want to get to school again soon, and end this grueling marathon running activity.

I am one of those who are orderly and do not pull over for snacks. It's not because I'm a good student, who tries to follow the rules of the activity. I didn't pull over to the stall because my pocket money was left in class.

If only I had not forgotten to bring pocket money, I might have pulled over and bought snacks in the stalls.

I continued to run slowly, slowly he moved away from the stalls, his heart was a little sorry for leaving his pocket money in the bag.

A few meters not far from the stalls, there is a walkway that is wider than the other paths. Some boys who seemed to be very familiar with the rice fields looked to turn, separate themselves from the line, heading to the path.

"Mending us through here, shortcut. Let's get to school." Said a black boy, he was talking to his girl friend who was in the line.

It seems like they live in this area, to the point that they know that there is a shortcut.

"Geez, you can't cheat! Later if caught by the supervisor you can get punished." Answer the girl you spoke to.

"yes, worse still, your penjaskes value can be reduced later" said one of them.

"Allah..will not be caught..."

The boy in black then turned to his right and left, watching around, whether he was watching or not.

Once it felt safe enough he continued saying, "Lagian, there's no supervisor."

His friends followed behind. The group of girls who had talked with the boys who passed the shortcut then continued running in an orderly manner.

Seeing and hearing the brand chat from afar, made me interested in going through shortcuts as did the black boy and his friends.

I looked to the left and right to ascertain the situation, then turned towards the path, following the herd of black children.

I don't know who the boys who know that shortcut are. It seems like I've been left far behind from my class group, and I'm mixed up with the ranks of other classes. I started to see foreign faces around.

I then greeted the black boy and his friend. It turned out that they were students from the 11-C class. I put on a flat face when I found out about it, I was left quite far from the sound of my own class.

The black boy seemed to be living in an area near here. He explained to his friends, including to me about the paths that were there.

It turns out that the streets are connected with urban areas places. He knew which shortcuts to go to the supermarket, which were shortcuts that led to the city park, and others included roads that connected to the school.

"Well, if the path of the largest size is later penetrated to the back of the school. The place where the somat sir used to throw garbage." It was clearly the black boy.

"Oh... gitu~" said me and the others simultaneously.

"Lo's sure, aren't we gonna get caught?" Ask one of them.

It seemed like he was still hesitant with this idea of a shortcut, he was afraid of being discovered.

"Let's remember, you won't get caught, if there's a supervisor who sees us, he must have taken a whistle!"

"yes, too..." He said, rather calm.

Following the direction of the black boy, me and the others walked straight while enjoying the scenery around them.

This shortcut they are going through will indeed make our marathon running trip feel faster and lighter. If me and the others stay in order and run in line, then they will run far enough to turn after passing this rice field area.

We also have to pass through the residential area again, it takes about thirty to forty-five minutes to get to school if they follow the path set by the committee.

But if they pass by a shortcut then they only need to walk straight following the path and will arrive at school in just about fifteen minutes.

The back yard of the school began to be seen in my view after fifteen minutes of walking down the path.

The smile of victory I carved on my face and the others so, they almost reached the finish line.

They then run happily, speed up the pace, to get to our destination soon. In my head, I have imagined the fresh iced tea made by the mothers of the canteen.

The plan is he will immediately go to the school cafeteria after arriving at school.I will also immediately fall asleep in class, his body is very tired, thirst also began to attack back.

"Priittt's..Priiitt.."

Suddenly a whistle sounded from the front.I, a black boy and his friends stopped from running.

Near the bushes in the school's backyard, a man wearing an OSIS uniform suddenly emerges from hiding, we are caught by the superintendent.

With a stern look the supervisor looked at me and the others, firmly the supervisor looked at me and the others, while me and the others were surprised instead of playing.

"Haha... get caught!" Said the supervisor.

"Gawatt, we're busted!!" Excite me.

Because of being caught by the supervisor, I, the black boy and his friend had to receive punishment for running around the basketball court twenty times.

The shadow of the fresh sweet iced tea was instantly shattered from the imagination in my head.

That pleasure must be delayed first because of his cheating deeds. In fact, he intends to end the suffering of running a marathon, but instead must increase the burden because he had to run around the basketball court twenty times.

The heat of the sun was getting stinging, the sound of birds singing was melodious in the ears, the participants ran the marathon finally arrived at the school with a neat row, then scattered after arriving at the school gate, and the, they ran to classes and went to the cafeteria, while me and the black boy and his friends still had to run around the basketball court.

Seriate...