Let Me Fall in Love
87. Win Win Solution

Ami and Padma split up in the lobby of the school building. The road split because Padma had to turn towards the stairs. As for the 12th grade student, no longer climb the stairs. Because the class is on the ground floor.

"Femin!" The voice of the man calls. Made Ami turn his body backwards.

"Egons." Ami returned the smile of Almond who was approaching half-run.

"Cie, the abis holiday from Bali. Finally went to school too. I'll see Ami again." Almond lined Ami's steps down the corridor of the library room.

Ami only responded with a crybaby. "Don't ask for a gift, Mon? Usually people who go home on vacation like to be billed by-by.

"I am so different. Meeting you again has been a special gift for me." Almond looked over with a sweet smile.

"If I was a fan you would have been ge er. Unfortunately, it's common." Chirps Ami relaxed with a straight forward look. He replied to a classmate who greeted him.

"Huh. If it wasn't Ami who said that, I'd have made a friendship. Wonder me. Can't be the same. Yes yes. I'm the same person." Almond issued his Jakarta language while turning his head with a veiled expression.

Ami giggles. "Good, Mon. Same thing I can be mentally strong. Uh, that's your class. Why do I keep following me?" He stopped his steps in the middle of IPA 2 class because the Almond class in IPA 1 was already missed.

"Don't know yet? I moved to IPA 3." Almond sauntered leisurely leaving Ami who was gawking as if in disbelief.

"Is this what Kia's surprise meant yesterday?" said the inner Ami who then turned her head back when she heard Kia's voice calling her. Not only see Kia, there are also Ifa and Marga who come together.

"Kia, what surprise do you mean Almond?!" Todong Ami after a tos fight with Kia, Ifa, and Marga.

Kia nodded and grinned. "Almond who asked for the same all do not tell Ami. Let it be a surprise, he said. He's a Ridho same class. So Ridho moved to IPA 1."

"When the Almond looked at the songong. But for the two days he was in our class, his son was nyenengin too. Friendly him. Even for holiday souvenirs from Dubai." Sahut Marga the Chairman of the Disciple.

"Mi, all the ciwik feel the blessing there is Almond in our class. Can wash the eyes at close range same face Arab blasteran. Sonya took the first selfie. Hihih." Ifa Law.

"Hais, the more subtle this kabeh mah." Ami turned the eyeball and then continued the steps that were also followed by the three friends.

Kia pointed to the back bench of the second row as her seat with Ami. And the Almond bench that sat with Vino, was in front of him.

Almond who was already sitting in his chair, turned his body back and was as comfortable as a smile looking at Ami. "Mi, don't want to say that welcome."

Ami looked at Almond who was clearly beaming in the face. Indeed, Almond once said he wanted to join the class of IPA 3 because it was compact. "Welcome, Almonds. Hopefully at home join IPA class 3," he said appreciating the efforts of his good friend.

"of courses. Dreams that become real can be the same class as Ami Blanket. There are souvenirs of Dubai for you, Mi. Go home skul. You're in the car" Almond smiled broadly.

"Wehhh....Thank you, Mon. If I am the gift of Balinese milk pie. It will be divided into breaks."

"Mi, I share it with you." Vino patted his chest, offering himself up. Who got a nodding answer from Ami.

The sign-in bell just sounded. All the students were sitting neatly facing forward because of the Marga ultimatum.

"Mi, when will Ami and A Zaky stop by nasgor again? Yes, yes." Whisper Kia when the teacher just came in.

"A Zaky has flown to Singapore. Yesterday we took a plane from Bali." Sahut Ami no less whispered.

"Owh." Only one short word could be removed from Kia's lips.

***

The day keeps rolling. Ami was getting used to the presence of Mr. Bagja who lived one roof with him. Father continued it every day to go home in the morning before the afternoon by inviting Mother to monitor the plantation business that has been pioneered since officially retired. Not a few, the land that has an area of 3 hectares with the types of commodities that are now grown is red chili, cayenne pepper, cucumber, pakcoy, and broccoli.

"Ami, stay back and Papa wants to talk." Mr. Bagja joined the dining table after dressing neatly. Arresting Ami who was about to move after breakfast. He saw the clock, there was still enough time before Ami left for school on Friday morning. He sat next to Mother Sekar.

"What's up, Pa?" Ami saw a serious expression on dad's face.

"Papa wants to invite Mom and Ami to move home to Papa's house. Dad asked Mom first. And Mom's answer is up to Ami. I'll follow Ami's wishes. About going to school because the distance is so much further, Papa will assign a driver to shuttle Ami. Room for Ami, yesterday Papa has prepared his position side by side with Gina's room on the second floor. How does Ami agree?"

Ami momentarily thought to look at all the words of Mr. Bagja. "Pa, sorry. I just want to stay here. There Papa's house is too big and there are no inhabitants. If there's Gina Tea, it's still mending, so I've got temen. About the shuttle, I was waiting for the age of 17 because I wanted to be independent. Because all this time the school is always picked up. I'm so excited to be able to take the bike to school."

"Night now I can't, Pa, Mom. Padma wants to stay here. Sunday night is okay. For tonight I was the one who went there. Let me stay here with Padma and Bi Ela."

"Take Padma nginep there." Said Mrs Sekar who was also embraced by Mr. Bagja.

"No way, Mom. Instead I miss sleeping together with Padma in my room. Yes, I used to be there. Tomorrow afternoon, I'm with Padma. You should obey me!" Ami Cengengesan gets Mom's shot.

"Does it look like Ami."

Ami gave a thumbs up. "Udah deal yes. I have to go now!" He moved from his seat. Kiss Mom and Dad's hands. Then say hello and step with enthusiasm on the last day of school because tomorrow is off.

"Don't worry, Queen Mother. We have to follow Ami's wishes as long as it's good. Give him confidence. Our democratic attitude will form a self-contained character. Counting the exercises, let's go far later to go to college, mentally trained." Mr. Bagja as if he could read the meaning of the expression of Sekar's face that turned moody.

Ibu Sekar breathed a long breath. "Time goes round very quickly. Ami wants to finish High School. I don't know why I feel like Ami never grew up. I still feel SD. Is it possible because the nature of rame and ignorance does not change ya." He could also chuckle at last.

"Hm, it could be because of that. I just remember when I wanted to visit here but had to use the password before entering. At that time Ami SMP. His password must answer the guess correctly. Good thing I can answer that smart." Mr. Bagja also chuckles to remember those memories.

"Oh yes I remember. I was in the kitchen again. Pas would approach, Mr. General even blinked his eyes." Mom smears a smile.

"Well, what was it like to be battered? deg deg ser, isn't it?" Mr. Bagja propped up his chin with his face leaned very close to his wife's face.

"Just be it." Sekar's mother put on a smile with her index finger holding her husband's lips that would attack his cheek.

***

The phone attached to the tripod featured the face of Ayang Panda who was seen still in the office, sitting in his big chair. In contrast to Ami who this afternoon was dressed casually after bathing. Ami has told Akbar that Padma will stay at his house tonight and I will stay at Mr. Bagja's house. That's why video call communication was brought forward this afternoon.

"Padma will be the first to know our relationship, brother. I'm sure Padma could be a good confiding friend. Hopefully he doesn't pass out knowing who APB is." Ami giggled slowly.

"If it were me, the first person I'd ever tell you was Cutie's sister-in-law. Ramah."

"Wad. I'm being deg-degan. Kirain wants to go straight to Mom?" Ami stared with a surprised look.

"important. Before coming to Mom, confide in my own cousin who I believe can be trusted and can support." Akbar remained calm and relaxed.

"When do you want to talk, brother?"

"Maybe next week. Yesterday I told you that Rama wants to meet four eyes talking about personal affairs. But we haven't had a click. Tomorrow I go to Sentul to join the slalom event. Sunday Rama wants to tour Harley to Anyer."

"Hm, on being busy with each other's hobbies huh. I want to watch Ayang racing slalom deh." Ami smiled grimacingly.

"Yuk I'm picking it up now yeah. Wanna?" Akbar is challenging seriously.

"No. Impossible. Pray from here. May my dear be a champion." Ami blinked her eyes with her lips raised five inches.

Akbar commented smilingly looking at Ami's adorable style. Don't know what, if gestures like flirting with faith, squirming imin. Ah her basic Cutie is plain, her inner groan.

"Amiiiii, Padma is coming." The shout followed the knock on the door, making Ami smile obliquely while looking at Akbar.

"Alarm is sounding. We have to keep up." Ami waved her hand while winking her eyes.

Akbar is seen exhaling rough breath with a sad face.

"Don't be sad, Ayang. Handsome face is sad so it looks like a shrub plant. Don't you know what shrubs look like?"

Akbar shook his head. "I'm an IPS kid, Cutie. What kind of a shrub?"

"Similar....two with you taught me what comfort means, perfection loveaa 🎶"

Akbar laughed crisply seeing Ami cosplay singing with a comb rolled into his mic.

"That's laughing. It will level up. Ah ah that Padma called again. Bye." Ami turned off the video link first. Then he calls Padma.