Let Me Fall in Love
46. Be Calm, Babe

It feels different after bearing a new status as Akbar's girlfriend. Yes, just think of it as dating, considering Ami called the date of August 29 yesterday as a birthday. The sense of heart is tied so that it makes him want to fortify himself from the attention of men who want to get closer.

Ami is neat with his gray white uniform. This morning I was ready to go to school full of excitement. Last night Akbar reported that he had arrived in Jakarta at nine pm. After an impressive afternoon while sitting together in the gazebo with laughter with Leo and Tasya.

"Panda, I'm a skul. Fine in the room. Here salim!" Ami kisses the hand of her increasingly valuable Panda doll, which becomes a longing representative on her giver. Then glance at the initials APB embedded in the left chest of the doll sitting at the head of the bed.

"From now on APB is no longer Akbar Pahlavi Bachtiar. But, Ami Panda Bobogohan. Hihihi, maksha. Let it be." Ami kissed the heart-shaped logo before leaving the room that is always tidied up by himself does not rely on ART. Although the youngest child, but self-education applies to all the children of Sekar Mother.

"Mom, when does Aul Tea come home?" Ami started filling the dinner plate with white fried rice that was in the big bowl. For her, and for Mom who's brewing some unsalted tea.

"Tomorrow. Three nights in the hotel." I sat down on the side seat of Ami. Start praying before scooping the fried rice prepared by the youngest.

Zaky came along to pull up the chair in front of Ami. Not eating breakfast because of a new habit since college in Singapore, the breakfast was shifted to eight o'clock. It's just a breakfast loaf of peanut butter.

"Mi, ajin dispensation from now on. Schools must know long ago because this does not represent school." Zaky reminded his sister. Where the match schedule is about ten days away.

"Yes. Today I'm going to tell the homeroom teacher. The card was also in the bag."

Mom smiled. Proud of the achievements of his children who are all martial arts silat. In accordance with the mandate of the deceased husband who has passed on pencak silat expertise first to Puput. So that children have martial arts with the main purpose for self-safety and helping others. Championship performance is the bonus. Although the most lined up award trophies is the eldest Princess Kirana. But the pride for his three children is also not less the same. He appreciates and always supports with attention and prayer.

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The car Zaky was driving in arrived in front of the school gate. He has not allowed Ami to bring a motorbike to school even though his sister has pocketed SIM C. It'sit's nothing. After the silat match later in Bandung, he will leave for Jakarta, to return to study in Singapore. So he wants his days in Ciamis filled quality time with his sister, his nosy friend.

Ami came down with a carefree face after kissing the back of Zaky's hand. Almonds were already smiling widely, waiting in the lobby of the school building.

"Cie, the abis long holiday bright very nih face. It's getting pretty, Mi. Abis healing, huh?" Almonds line Ami's steps in the middle of his crowd and students who arrive.

"Where is healing time, Mon. Yesterday abis cape wedding event Teh Aul. If the face is bright reflection of the mood." Ami responded with a relaxed and full of smiles.

"The one who married your sister. Why are you happy as a newlywed?" Ledek Almond who initially protested because he was not invited. After being informed that no school friends were invited because they learned from the experience during the application event which only invited three friends. And almost all of his classmates on the demo.

Ami snorting. "Yes different dong. I'm happy because....." He purposely hung the speech as soon as he reached the top of the second-floor stairs. It was only when he was going to split up the direction of the class that he said, "TO PO." He ran after he had tongue. Leaving the chuckling Almond and feeling anxious.

"Guys, Kia hasn't come yet?" Ami greets the crowd of Ifa who is somehow looking at what is on Sonya's phone. Look serious. He was surprised because his friend was not there. Kia always comes earlier than him.

"Not seen, Mi." Yuma who represented answered without looking over. And then I even heard screaming.

It sparked the curiosity of Ami who then approached the second bench from the front. "Woy, see what the hell?" Dissipated suspicious if his friends were watching an adult spectacle. As was the case a week ago, Marga sniffed Ozi and his colleague were watching a 15-second me sum artist video when the teacher did not enter and was replaced with a task. Just got humiliated by being yelled at by the entire class.

Adolescence and adulthood are times of self-search. The curiosity rate is high and wants to try a variety of things including trying the taboo ones, which only halal couples should do. Ami, Zaky, don't get to laugh at the current. Make the science of religion as a foundation and filter wherever you are. Must be good at choosing a positive relationship circle. Biarin katain colot too.

Mother's advice at the dinner table was still ringing and will always be remembered. Starting when Zaky complained about how heavy the temptation in Singapore because there are campus friends always force him to join clubbing every weekend while dating freely. They are wooing for solidarity reasons.

"This, Mi. I got a delivery from a friend at Angkasa High School." Sonya repeated the video play as soon as Ami stood by her side.

"Astagfirullah. Delete-delete! Don't be forwarded to anyone else, Sonya. Just as we sin your fingers because more eyes see." Ami with a serious face.

"Yes, I deleted it. I haven't been forwarded to anyone. This was just as well. That's why I love to see the kids first." Sonya was suddenly afraid to hear the word sin. He also deleted it.

The 45-second video has just gone viral in the country. Featuring a pair of high school students who helped each other remove uniforms. Until there is a scene that should be done by a halal couple. Seemed intentionally recorded.

"Don't get deleted, My! I haven't seen." Just the sudden cry of Vino made Ami ruffled his waist accompanied by a sharp gaze.

"An jir. Angry jawara. Forgive me. Just kidding, Mi." Vino raised both hands accompanied by a ignorant grin. Everyone in the class knew that besides Ami who was hilarious and humble, he was also strict in raiding sacrilegious videos in class.

The entrance bell rang along with Kia who had just entered with a breathless sigh. Immediately absent finger print.

"Kia, tumben's late?" Ami welcomed Kia who had just sat with eyes in need of explanation.

"Riva pain typhoid. Yesterday afternoon to the doctor and he said he should be treated. So last night I was taking care of him at the clinic. You see Mama must nemenin Mr. selling nasgor. Last half six new replace with Mama. Just got in. The gate was gonna be closed." Kia was fanning her sweaty face with the book freshly removed from her bag.

"Oh Allah, Kasian Riva. It's healing fast." Amu sincerely prayed for Kia's youngest sister who is still sitting on the SD bench.

Kia nodded while assuring.

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During the break, Ami did not go to the cafeteria but to the teacher's room. He met Ms. Elin, his homeroom teacher who had been teaching at the first hour. He conveyed his intentions and goals while showing the card of participants in West Java province level silat match.

"Rahmi who last year champion in East Priangan huh?" Miss Elin confirmed her memory again.

"Great boy, Rahmi. I wish you another champion at the provincial level. I'll take care of Rahmi's dispensation. I'll report to the principal."

Ami guaranteed and thanked. He left the teacher's room and stopped by the canteen. There was no time to eat on the spot as soon as the bell would ring. Two servings of siomay and packaged tea were brought home to class after waving to friends. The food was for him and for Kia.

Ami sat on the bench of Ifa for fear of waking up Kia who slept while face down with both hands folded on the table. The friend refused to be invited to the teacher room because of lack of sleep. The classroom was quiet because everything was in the cafeteria, making Kia sleep soundly.

Seven minutes later the bell rang. It was as if an alarm to Kia who then raised her head accompanied by a long yawn.

"Drink first, Kia. Let it fresh." Ami handed me a cold tea packaging as well as a siomay box.

"No need, Mi. It's Ami's." Kia shakes. He was too pleased with the kindness of Ami who was always attentive and kind to him.

"It's mine. The siomay is over. Let's drink first. If the teacher hasn't come yet, he can eat his siomay." Ami wiggled her tea packaging. Then help stick a straw into Kia's tea.

"Thank you, Mi." Kia sips her tea with haru flavor. A cold and fresh sensation drained his dry throat. Which is only moistened by swallowing saliva. I was hungry because I didn't have breakfast. The discipline at this school is very high. At seven in ten minutes, the gate began to close. Make her panting ready to go to school and run towards the gate that will be locked.

"Look out, Kia. We are friends. The teacher came late. Eat first to be warm."

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Ami holds Kia back from going home together. I was asked to wait in front of the ATM center in the lobby of the school building. He called Zaky to tell him about his sister Kia who was sick. Until we agree to visit him.

Three hundred thousand dollars came out of the ATM machine. Since High School, he was given pocket money once a month by Mother by way of transfer. Being given the confidence to manage finances as wisely as possible according to needs rather than desires.

"Eh, why is the salt so fat?!" Ami widened his eyes when examining the exit receipt. It's the 31st. Should have been thinned balance stayed tens of thousands after being pulled three hundred thousand just now. The fact is even greater than the monthly pocket money given by Mother every date.

Rushed Ami checked for mutations in her phone. I was worried that something was wrong with the transfer. But he gasped when he saw the incoming money mutation with the sender's name clear.

Ami said hello when her outgoing call was connected.

"Hey, Cutie. You're back at school?" Akbar's voice sounded cheerful since answering the greeting.

"Newly disbanded, Brother. Now you want to stop by the clinic to see my sister, my friend who is sick with typhoid. Here again at the atm. I'm surprised the salt's getting fat. Brother transfer huh?" Ami was impatient to hear an explanation.

"Oh yes forgot the ngabarin. Yes, Cutie. I transferred at nine. Make your pocket money. From now on I'll give you pocket money at the end of the month."

Ami gawked with her mouth gaping. Really speechless.

"Hallo, Cutie."

Akbar's greeting made Ami wake up from her shock. "Sir. Where much more. I'm not a wife yet."

Akbar laughed at Ami's innocence. "Ami is ready to be Madam Akbar, hm?"

"Isa. I'm still a skul." The red hue on Ami's white face could not be hidden. "I mean.that's..hmmm."

"I'm the one who's giving, it's not Ami who asked. Don't don't get it. I'm just saying it because I love Cutie."

Ami closed her eyes with one hand spontaneously touching her swishing chest. Fortunately, his position was in the corner of the ATM Center. His heart warmed, his face warmed.

"Thank you, brother. But I can't wear it not just for snacks. For example, use also for nolong difficult friends." Ami felt it was trust money and wanted to be clear. Because Akbar called it pocket money.

"That's fine, baby. It's up to Cutie to wear anything. I support you to do good with others. If the money's less, Cutie says don't hesitate."

Again, a sizzle flows through the body as it is called affection with a feeling-filled intonation. Ami bit her lip because her heart beat so hard.

"Sister, thanks again. I want to take Kia's sister to the clinic. Kia my countryman. His family is less capable. So A Zaky and I would love to pay for treatment." Ami spoke a little softly for fear of being heard by Kia who was waiting outside the glass.

"OKAY. I also want to lead a meeting. It's five minutes late. Cutie's phone call was my priority." Akbar's voice was not impressed at all. Even with a happy tone.

"Arghhh why don't you tell me that you're busy." Ami patted her forehead. Feeling bad.

"Be calm, babe. You're BNI's future ghost." Akbar returned the words of Ami accompanied by a handsome grin that would not be seen by Ami.

"Big, Panda. Already ah. Assalamu'alaikum." Ami can not stand the work of a cornered heart. His face re-flashed with an embarrassed smile that published his dimples. A very sweet smile. Unfortunately, Akbar did not see it.

Akbar answered the greeting accompanied by a crisp laugh. The day is getting excited because of the mood booster from Cutie. He imagined Ami's shy words accompanied by a smile that showed dimples. It must be so sweet, he thought.