
The wind blows from the window of the gamelan extracurricular room that opens. The wind was soft when it hit my face. Sometimes I sleep because I feel peaceful.
Right now I'm in the extracurricular gamelan room, sitting on one of the chairs on the desk deck in the middle of the room where we are, extracurricular members of ordinary writing do whatever it takes. While reading the comics I bought while going to school, I tried to spend time.
In this room I am not alone, across the table, precisely in front of me, there is Nat who is also busy with himself. Nat is busy working on PR physics that will be collected tomorrow. Now it's half three, so more or less, Nat and I have almost an hour in the extracurricular gamelan room with a position like gini. Some times we talk, just make a pleasant conversation and diem each other because they are busy.
It's been about a week since I joined the extracurricular writing group, and I feel comfortable with all of them. Almost every time I finished all the maples, I immediately rushed into this room to spend free time or write something. You could say, this gamelan extracurricular room became my shelter at school.
For a week or so, I routinely come here. Sometimes there is Jodi, sometimes there is Nat, Sometimes there is Jodi and Nat, Sometimes Evi, Sometimes we all come, that is, just comfortable. Although our extracurricular group does not have many activities like other extracurricular groups, we still have routine activities, really, any writing for weekly mading. In addition, there is also a meeting about what we will do to participate in the school anniversary event that will soon arrive.
We already have a mantep going to sell works, although until now we do not know at all about what kind of work we will make to sell.
"Argghh."
Nat suddenly stretched his spine while saying so.
"Hoamm.." While I yawned, it got drowsy.
I flipped the comic sheet to continue reading further comic stories that I enjoyed again, then asked, "is it over?"
"Belom, stay a little." The answer.
The atmosphere is quite calm, I like it. But it would be different if Jodi who is here, he is quite noisy about it, not chat continues.
So calm, I could ngedenger other extracurricular groups that are again active, even though this room is in the corner of the school, a bit far from civilization. I can also hear vague sounds from the extracurricular group of athletics who are again training.
"For a long time ngebosenin, yes." Said Nat.
"What?" Ask me.
"Our work today."
"It's not like this every day, is it?"
"Yes, anyway."
Whether it's done with PR yet, Nat closed the book. Then, he made his OSIS skirt a little, before finally leaning on the chair he was sitting in while thinking something.
"We've been thinking about this for a week, but there's no meeting point at all." He held his chin.
"What?" I said, flipping the comic sheet.
"Writing work that we will make, when you have no ideas at all, anyway, yan?"
"She, anyway." I'm just talking.
"Times?"
"Yes." Yeah."
"What?" Nat this time asked more seriously.
Oh, so he's as curious as that, huh? I just thought of one thing. I don't think this will be accepted with Nat and the others because maybe this is not a good idea for them. I also did not expect more, anyway, thank you, not nothing.
"What if we make a collection of short stories?"
After hearing the idea from me, Nat immediately put on a serious face while holding his chin.
"Hmmm…"
Nat touched the middle of his glasses, he thought about it deeply, the atmosphere around became silent.
So, suppose my idea is approved, the concept will be a short story anthology. Because extracurricular members write only four people, so we have to work harder to produce a book that is not thin. Clearly, each person wrote more than one short story title, to be collected into one book and printed.
"What do you mean by anthology?" Ask Nat.
"More or less so. How's it?"
"Good idea, tuh, yan!" Nat looked a little more excited than he was.
he then said again, "Then, because our group members are only four people, each of us means we do not want to have to write more than one title, yan?"
I nodded, saying the word Nat because the reality is like that.
"It's a real hassle." I said.
After the two of us agreed to the idea, Nat immediately informed Evi and Jodi through our WA group. They both agreed and immediately entered into a meeting if there was time.
Today Jodi is again busy with the same extracurricular group Music, she again exercises the same Flowers and others. While Evi again did not enter because of a fever, Kasian.
"Finally our ex-kul group has a purpose as well." Nat spoke with a feeling of relief.
"Yes, thank God." I said.
After that, I chose to continue reading the comics again because there is nothing we need to talk about anymore.
While Nat who seems to be starting bosen there is one room with me, he seemed to move from his seat, around the room of the gamelan musical instruments that are there. Sometimes he fiddles with musical instruments that he wants to try. Honestly, the activity was a bit disturbing me who was enjoying reading comics.
The sound of a ball being hit with a wooden whimper from where I was. From the window of the room that opens, I squirm towards the front and immediately squirm towards the football field. I am concerned there are 10th grade children again maen kasti, like exciting. I know they're 10th grade because of the sportswear they wear.
"Snat!" I suddenly called Nat.
He didn't respond. As I squirm towards him, Nat again cool megang-megan gong.
"Snat!" I called again.
"What?" This time he was horrified.
"Lo's been playing, hasn't he?" Ask me.
"Earlier, I'm at home sometimes still the same as the neighbors' children." Nat stood up after saying that, then he continued, "Emang why?"
"There's maen kasti, it's like fun."
"Where?"
Nat walked up to the window afterwards. He squirms out the window, more precisely towards the six tenth-graders who are playing.
"Well..on the main caste." Nat said excitedly.
"He em." I said while closing the comic book.
"Can you play?" Nat asked as he continued to look out the window.
"Never. But I know how to manya."
"Absolutely?"
"Yes, I've never played at all."
Nat then looked at me deeply. "Don't you ever play?" Ask.
"Gue is rarely a sport, sports lessons are also often truant. So, it only makes sense that I never play the game." I explained.
"You trying?" Nat asked.
"Absolute curiosity, but…"
I had not finished talking, suddenly Nat, the glasses girl, short-haired and sweet-faced suddenly a little screamed out the window, precisely towards the 10th grade children who are playing.
"WEII, CAN YOU COME TO MAINN?!!"
I don't know what he's doing. Suddenly he wanted to come.
"Ngapain, anyway? join me." I said.
He looked at me for a moment, continued to squirm out the window again and shouted, "WE'RE TWO PEOPLE, MAY IT BE KANN?!!"
I'm still confused.
"Yes, I want to play. The same as well." Nat said with a smile towards me.
"Haa??"
Seriate….