Let Me Fall in Love
119. Akbar to School

Stepping in the new moon. Feb. Ami has mapped out the activities and exams he will face starting from the Mid-Semester Assessment in the first week of March. Continued the following months with UAS, School Exams, to PTN entrance selection. And May's graduation time.

Oh yes, do not forget the tasks that will be tucked away every month. Moreover, starting this month there will be additional lessons on every Saturday. Bye bye while on holiday weekend. There will be no more holidays on Saturday. Holidays are only on red dates. This 2nd semester, the last period of sitting in this High School, is really packed with study schedules, assignments, and exams.

"Panda, I'm a skul. It's fine at home." Ami kissed her hands and hugged her pandas before leaving the room. Such is his habit every day, every time he went to school as if the doll represented the giver.

Ami usually enjoys going through the school days. Communication with Akbar went as well as usual. But for this month did not come to Ciamis. Retreat to early March, all work visits.

Until March did not feel coming to say hello. That is, entering the time for the Midterm Assessment exam for a week. Ami's consistent learning style makes her not feel overwhelmed. Especially when feeling stressed. Not at all. That is because applying the guidance of coach Akbar that must be disciplined and consistent. So there is no term learned speeding system overnight in the Ami dictionary.

"Mi, there's a yellow guy in the parking lot. That's Coach Akbar's car, right?" Sonya screamed at the door during the break on the sixth day. Last day of PTS. He had just returned from the ATM Center in the school lobby when he saw a striking car and became the center of attention of students who some selfie.

"Yes. Again meeting with the Chief." Sahut Ami relax. Obviously he knew because Sunday afternoon Akbar had arrived at the Lake. And last night to his house. Accompany studying in the living room. English Language and Cultural Arts Lessons.

"Eciee, with Ayang dong back home." Ifa teases Ami who is both in class for bringing supplies from home. Others went to the cafeteria and some went outside the classroom, opening books.

Ami did not answer with the word. But with lip gesture smiley and play his eyebrows. Therefore, he left school to be escorted by Mang Kirman. Because I promised to go home with Akbar.

"Mi, how does it feel to ride the yellow?" Kia asked with a chuckle. Exchanging tasting snacks with Ami's.

"Yes that's it. Riding a four-wheeled vehicle." Ami stabs with a dimsum fork in Kia's carry. Then stick it on mayonnaise and sauce.

"Seriously, Ami." Kia shakes Ami's shoulder with anxiety.

"Kia, is this really your own dimsum?" Ami switched the subject. Prefer to discuss the food at the table.

"Yes, last night made it. Why, not good?"

"So much to know. I like it, I like it." Ami sincerely praised and gave her two thumbs up.

"Alhamdulillah." Kia smiled with a blushed face.

"Kia, there's good news. Adyatama Group, the family company of Kak Rama, this year will provide college scholarships for prospective students who pass the selection of achievement path. The quota is for 10 people. If Kia escapes SNMPTN, I'll sign up. You do not need to find another scholarship. Because Adyatama gives full scholarship until the final semester."

"Oh my God, Mi..." Kia was surprised with widened eyes. I could not continue because I was happy to hear the news. Despite his announcement of an estimated 1 month away, since he lists SNMPTN, every day always prays the night. Praying for ease in order to go to college.

"Bismillah yes, Kia. May we both escape. Academically, our report value has met the requirements. We pray that we can enter the bottom quota at PTN through this route. We are the Unpad child and UI child. Hihih." Ami invites tos.

"Aamiin Ya Rab's. Thanks, Mi. Ami has helped me so much. God willing, I will not forget it at any time." Kia's eyes turned condense.

"Udah ah, don't be melow. We will remain friends even if we part. Later if you go to college in Bandung, pas back and forth must still play to my house to see Mom, because I will live in Jakarta."

"Yes, Mi. God willing."

The entrance bell has sounded. Time to prepare for the final replay. Cultural Arts Lessons.

"Eh, one more one forgot. Kia knows it. This scholarship information is from A Zaky. Aa will be decked with Papi Krishna, Papinya Kak Rama. Said that if Kia graduated, Aa told me to sign up for Adyatama's scholarship selection. Next Aa will lobby to Papi Krishna."

"Oh Allah, A Zaky is very good." Lirih Kia with a sudden hoarse voice because of haru. Unable to describe the feeling that now arises in the heart. Various mixed flavors. A flash of Zaky's shadow as it rubbed the top of his head was present in the mind. Embossed taste rustling and bristling.

***

Ami walked towards the Headmaster's room at Akbar's request waiting for him there. His steps are light while holding a bag and carrying a medium-sized paper bag. PTS is over. Time to relax for a moment.

There was Akbar and Leo, and Mr. Muhtar the principal, as soon as Ami entered after saying hello. Sitting on an empty sofa.

"Well done, Cutie?" Akbar did not hesitate to call Ami with a favorite name even though there is a principal.

"Alhamdulillah." Ami smiled and nodded.

"Fine, have a drink." Mr. Muhtar shifted a bottle of mineral water in front of Ami.

"Thank you, sir. Just had a drink. I used to bring my own tumbler." Sahut Ami nodded politely.

"Sir Muhtar, if that's what we want to say now." Akbar moved from his seat. Raising hands to shake hands farewell. Actually, the meeting was over half an hour ago. He was still in his room, Mr. Kepsek, waiting for Ami to come home. Spend time with casual chat.

"Sister Leo, we're all in the car." Ami who walked parallel to Akbar, looked back as Leo walked behind him alone. Last night, Leo came home. But not in the middle. Ants play chess with Mr. Bagja in the middle room.

"I'm lying on the hood of that car, Mi?"

"Udah, Cutie. Don't think of Lea. There's a father who's gonna pick me up." Akbar without looking back.

"Hey..... If it's no longer at school, I'm a nutmeg!" Leo growled softly. Let it not be the center of attention of the students who some are still walking leisurely in the school corridor.

It turns out that in the lobby of the school building, there was Tommy standing waiting. Come to pick up Leo. Be parted car.

Although most of the students have gone home, there are still some who hang out. Ami does not know if many eyes are fixed on three objects. Himself, Akbar, and the yellow one whose door was opened to the top. Among them there are classmates who are still hanging out on the concrete benches of basketball fields. At first glance there is the coco Sonya, Ifa, and Marga. Sit while swinging your legs.

"Cutie, please vc Mom. I want permission first." Pinta Akbar before driving. Last night I told you that today I'm going to pick up Ami. But let more afdol, want to repeat permission.

The video link is connected. Ami saw her mother in the car. "Where are you going and how pretty?"

"Nemenin Papa to the condangan. Mr. Jaja's neighbor in front of the house Papa married his son." Ibu Sekar showed the figure of Mr. Bagja who was driving.

Ami mangut-beard. "Mom, this is Brother Akbar talking." He turned the phone sideways to the right until Akbar's face appeared on the screen.

"Mom, this is Akbar to pick up Ami. Akbar wants permission to take Ami to lunch in Seruni." Akbar.

"By, Mas Akbar. Don't be so late afternoon."

"Ready, Mom. Thank you, Mom. Assalamualaikum."

Ami ended the connection after Ibu Sekar replied his greetings. The car started to drive out of the school parking lot.

"Where was there such a difficult matter?" Akbar began to open the conversation after the car drove on the highway.

"Sir, Brother." Ami rounded her index and thumb with a confident expression.

"My smart wife." Akbar rubbed the top of Ami's head accompanied by a smile and a glance of pride.

Ami smiled grimacingly with a blushed face. "Don't wipe your head again ah. I want to be on your shoulder.

"Hehehe. New nyender, Cutie. It will not be rejected." Akbar glanced at the glance accompanied by a mesemic smile.

"No need to ah. Don't provoke the danger of electrocution."

Akbar chuckles. His eyes stay straight ahead. "Oh yeah, where are you going to change clothes, baby?"

"In the car, shall you?" Ami tilted her body staring at the driver's reaction.

"That's right. Who's been luring?" Akbar carried Ami's hand and swiped it into his thinly-floated jaw.

"Aww, ticklish, Brother." Ami suddenly withdrew his hand because of the sudden jubilation and goosebumps of Roman fur. Only now feel holding the jambang Akbar. Both of his cheeks were blushing like a ripe tomato.

"Well, it's a punishment if Cutie gets hooked again." Akbar remained staring straight ahead with a faint smile.

"Yes, geez. Not gonna anymore." Ami raised two fingers. "I want to change clothes at Kia's house, sister. We will pass the way. At least Akbar just wait in the car for a moment. At least 10 minutes." Obviously, Ami told Kia that she finished the exam.

Akbar pulled the car over at the shoulder parking lot of the highway. His gaze followed Ami's steps that quickly entered the alley of the sports equipment store.

Ami said his greetings in front of Kia's house which was behind the shop. The man got the house out with a big smile. Kia just got home 10 minutes ago.

"I'm sorry Kia, repotined. If I change clothes at school it feels uncomfortable" said Ami in Kia's room while removing clothes and shoes from the paper bag.

"Look out, Mi. Just my room this big. Much different from Ami's room. Especially the facilities, far away." Kia's tone sounded inferior.

"Your room is comfortable, Kia. So want to sleep instead. Can't complain, yeah. We should be grateful that there are still many below us who are less fortunate."

"Astagfirullah. I'm sorry I wanted to appeal." Kia Sahut. And he immediately came out of the room because Ami was in a hurry to change clothes.

Kia waited for Ami in the living room as well as the family room because the house was not too big. Yes, just scroll through social media and see Zaky Wijaya's instagram account. Apparently there is no recent post. The last is still a photo of Zaky holding baby Pasha. With the caption 'Hi, Mama' which makes him automatically always smile mesem. Dare not to comment. There have been hundreds of comments from Zaky fans who represent offering to be her mother baby.

"Kia, how do I look?"

Kia looked up in surprise as if a thief caught red-handed. Not felt from earlier stalking Zaky's account. He stood up with an expression of amazement. "God, Ami. Very different when wearing the same uniform wear a dress. Beautiful plenary and mature look. I'm envious of you. I want to be beautiful like you. I am in love with Coach Akbar."

"Ah, Kia. The praise is excessive. I'll be ge-er." Ami blushed while tidying up her pashmina.

"Seriously, Mi. I'm sincere muji. I'm not a sycophant. Ami is perfect." Kia held up her two thumbs.

Ami came out of Kia's house while carrying a paper bag containing shoes and school uniforms. Kia's family happened to be at the relatives' house. He was just a greeting to Kia and did not forget to thank her for the ride.

Akbar stared unblinkingly at Ami who had changed her costume. Get out the alley and walk towards his car. He pressed the button until the car door automatically opened to the top. He entered and stared with a shy smile.

Tbc