Joy: A Hope's
Chapter 4: Good News

“Joy! Joy!”

Early in the morning, Joy's house was ruffled because of the screams of Bayu, her best friend and friend from her childhood. The young man banged several times on the door of the homeowner until the door that was still closed perfectly slowly opened featuring a middle-aged man with a flat look.

“What's up?” ask the man in a firm tone.

Mucus!

Bayu swallowed his saliva with great difficulty. Taste, just to throw a breath Bayu did not dare. It seemed, his arrival while carrying the happy news this morning, would end up coming home while bringing havoc. He had already raised a ferocious lion that was still soundly asleep. The owner of the house just woke up. Seen from his eyeballs that are reddened and eyelids are not fully open yet.

“Jo—Joy is there, Om?” Bayu asked back. He ventured to make a sound even though it sounded vibrating or he would be claimed as a disturber of the calm in the morning.

“This you, early in the morning has made people gymnastics heart.” Rubbing his eyes, Eros muttered. No angry tone, just a firm tone as usual—has become a part of Eros.

Eros said it's not entirely wrong. Honestly, the man immediately got up from the bed when he heard the commotion—gedoran door with the cry of someone who interrupted his subconscious—outside. Damn, he said at that time while walking out of the room to the main door to see who would like to visit in the morning blind like this. Ah, not early in the morning, anyway, because now the clock has shown at half-eight past. Eros alone woke up bad luck. Maybe the effect of achieving work lately.

Bayu lowered his head, his hands squeezing each other down there. No longer fear, but guilt. He bit his lower lip before two words were spoken from his lips, “Sorry, Om,”.

There was a small murmur from Eros. “Joy again is not home. Go to the market as her mom. You go home first, later on new afternoon here again,” said Eros seems to want to end the conversation.

“Ah, Yes, Om. Yes already, Bayu parting, yes.” Bayu shakes Eros' hand before turning around and leaving Joy's yard.

A little sigh of disappointment at not finding Joy at home, and that means she has to postpone again a news that she wants to convey to Joy. Of course happy news for both of them, especially for Joy. The boy would not have expected. Therefore, Bayu early in the morning to meet Joy by going to her house so that Joy does not have to worry about it anymore. If it's like this, right, Bayu seems less fortunate and vain to come here. Where early in the morning once more. Ah, even though he was willing to erode his waking time during the semester break.

However, it was as if the god of luck was siding with him right now. Just a few meters out of the yard of Joy's house, Bayu had just passed the figure he was looking for was—as well as a person who just a few seconds ago got a rough swearing from his lips. The smile on Bayu's lips flashed along with the roar of Joy's fading motor stopping right in front of Bayu.

“What's up, Bay?” Just coming in, Joy had already thrown a question. A confused look on his face, also on the face of Santi who was sitting in the back seat. The woman glanced at Bayu questioningly.

The smile on Bayu's lips widened even more to see that confused face. Trust me behind Joy's confused face, tucked into a nervous look with the heart racing abnormally.

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“We passed the selection at SMA Harapan Bangsa, Joy,” Bayu's passionate story.

Right now, they were sitting quietly in front of Joy's house. Joy immediately invited Bayu back into his house as soon as they had earlier. They were sitting on the terrace barefoot though. In fact, Joy offers to sit on the bench next to them, but Bayu resolutely refuses.

“More comfortable sitting here,” the guy's alibi.

Joy grimaced herself to see Bayu who looked hasty as if being chased by a ghost. Apparently the guy's story isn't finished. His voice was still hanging.

“And the most exciting news again, you enter the achievement path as well as a special invitation path. You graduated in Indonesian, Joy!” bayu continued to scream loudly, to make Santi who was cooking in the kitchen look shocked.

Looks twinkle in both of Joy's eyes. The man who was mediocre when Bayu told them about their selection graduation at the high school they were pursuing. Now, I can't be ordinary anymore. This was the result that Joy had been waiting for since yesterday.

A week ago, Joy and Bayu were indeed fad about enrolling in one of the city's elite schools. Unbeknownst to both parents, Joy filled out the registration form and took the online selection exam at Bayu's home. Who would have thought, their idle intentions even produce satisfactory results, especially Joy who graduated in the department of her dreams.

“Serious, Bay?” joy asked still less believing that it was indeed reality.

The wood that was originally grinning instantly changed the look of the face to flat. The mood is gone. “See my face! Kidding again, yes?!” jak Bayu passed the emotion.

Joy chuckled, as well as grimacing in heart. Then, it appeared that the man's head shook weakly a few times. “Ya no, sih.”

However, the next second the look on the man's face instantly changed. He glared in disbelief. “Who knows if you want to prank me again. Yes, right?” joy said.

One bad habit of Bayu is to like prank friends. So, naturally if the man told the truth even though it would be very hard to believe by his friend. Such is the fate of a prankster. Can only stroke the chest while sighing with rage when their words are not heard while being serious. Wanting to get angry and yelling in front of a friend that this time he was right, but in the end would be considered crazy as well.

“Damn you! Already told also.” Bayu snatched an upset.

“So, I actually graduated in my dream major?” Joy asked again to make sure. The look in his eyes was so innocent that Bayu growled. It felt like the teenage emotions were about to explode. Joy seemed to be mercilessly making her blood rise this morning. But unabashed, Bayu nodded his head lazily. That simple thing was greeted with excitement by Joy.

“Mak! Joy passed the selection at Harapan Bangsa High School, Mak! Joy graduated in Bahasa Indonesia!” yelled Joy hyperbola.

Woo until it closes its ears. Almost broke his ear drum.

“What, anyway, Joy screaming!” reply Santi from the kitchen.

The real philosophy of life is that simple. Sometimes, however, it is humans themselves who make it feel complicated. Simply pursue what you like, pursue the dream you want to achieve until the word pass is thrown for you. Although the road is not straight, sometimes in the middle of the road you will stumble. But it should be, say try again from the beginning of the failure you make motivation until you reach the top of the end.

A proverb says, effort will not betray results. And Joy, believe in it.

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