Miss Cupid & Mas Cupid
8. Shocked

This morning the students of class X IPS 1 were preoccupied with the division of the group for geography subjects. Ms. Retno, the teacher of the subject was out of class.

"High leg..! You guys don't have a dooongg group! Let us vote for the division of the group." He screamed in front of the class.

"What's a tall foot, Mal?" Ask Adiba.

"Yes, what the hell is lo Mal? Don't know me." Afen.

"High leg. Kala, China, Tika, Anggi. They cheat constantly. It's the group"

"Yes God! Since when did you follow Pak Budi make such an abbreviation?" Anggi hit Kemal with his book.

"This is the son of Mr. Budi." Iqbal.

"Sa ae lo canned biscuits!" Wildan squeezed the paper into a ball, then threw it towards Kemal.

"ah! The dizziness of my nutmeg shits is unclear to all of you." Kina nibbled her temple.

"Yes than I call one by one. Feet are high." Kemal doesn't care.

Kala who was lazy to argue, just immediately cut out small papers, making a lottery for group determination. After all the disciples took the paper they joined their respective groups.

"Mazy Baiq!" Kemal shouted while standing up provoking the attention of the entire class.

"What the hell lo, Mal? Sit down, ga lo!" Kina half snapped.

Since morning Kina has not looked fit. It was so dizzy that his head. But what is permissible, he does not want permission to get sick because at home there is also no one to accompany.

"Good good, good charity. What else?" Dika folded his hands to the chest.

"Lah. I'm crunching him again.." Hindu grumbling.

"Mazy Baiq. Anggi, Kemal, Adiba, Iqbal." Kemal smiled proudly introducing his group.

"yeah! What the hell is that." Sarah said with her stone.

Although not born in Medan, but Batak blood flowed profusely in his body. Sometimes he speaks with the tongue of his ancestors. Because actually only a very few Batak languages are understood. Understandably, born and raised not in the land of Batak. Plus, her mother is also Javanese.

"It's good that your name is replaced by Kemal Budiono deh. Long time very similar lo the same Mr. Budi" proposed Mella.

"Oh, so gini is playing now.." Indra taps the temple with the index finger.

"Then my group is called Kain Batik." Further.

"What??" Tanya Tika who is a member of Indra group.

"Azka, Indra, Bara, Tika" Indra replied with a smile lifting her lips.

The class atmosphere became boisterous. They were then busy making names for their respective groups. I don't know what his motivation is. Though Bu Retno himself as a geography teacher who is teaching in this class does not need the names of the group.

"Come on, Kina. help me think of our group's name." The son will not lose to the others.

"Tau ah. bodo is very much the same name of the group. I'm so dizzy. I want to sleep." Kina doesn't care.

On the other hand Kala also prefers to keep his head down on the table.

"Name of our group Taste of the Field. Besides because he has Medan's blood.." Wildan pointed to Sarah. "But it also stands for Ragil, Sarah, Mella, Wildan." Continue with a proud applause.

"No, no, no, yes.. But that's okay, it's worth appreciating." Kemal said while giving a round of applause.

"My group name is miss. Dika, Kala, Nanda, Miss." Dika stood introducing the members of his group one by one.

Nanda clapped his hands, and asked Kala and Rindu to join in clapping as well. Misses laughing and clapping is also the end. Kala clapped his hands with ogah-ogahan.

"Good bro, I'm proud of you." Nanda patted Dika's shoulder.

"Thanks, bro.we have to fight for our group." Dika replied, who did not know where he was going. And don't know what to fight for.

The class became quiet. But it only happens a few seconds. After that it came back boisterous.

"What's Lo's group name, Fen?" Ask Kemal to Afen.

"You know, I don't follow that" Afen replied.

"ah! Tell me the group Lo minimal ideas. Can't make an abbreviation?" Wildan chimed in with a slightly mocking face.

"Yes, pake sok no follower anymore." Nanda.

"NILLY!" Kina half yelled.

"What the hell lo, Kin?! Shock me!" The protest of Satria sitting beside Kina.

"Yes, what the hell is Lo, Kin?! Elo overheated? His AC feeling was already on fire from earlier." The son protested while covering his ears.

"Fans. China, Son, Afen, Satria." Kina replied expressionlessly.

"GOOD! STEADY! COOL!" Kemal Shouts. Again, clapping his hands. A sign of appreciation for the idea of his classmates.

"Oh, so elo dizzy from thinking about the name of the group that time, Kin.." said Anggi with a small laugh.

The others laughed. Some started to open textbooks. There are also those who are ghibah.

Suddenly Ms. Retno returned to class. And the mood calmed down again.

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"That's four, sir." Kala ordered meatballs to Pak Sabar.

"One noodle is white, do not use celery, dibanyakinnya fried onions." Patience continued.

"Hehehe.. Patience has memorized it." Kala laughed happily, because the meatball seller had memorized his favorite meatball order.

"Memorify dong, neng..who else eats meatballs with fried onions all over? Hahaha" Patience laughed.

"Is the orange bit? Theothers?" Bu Isti chimed in.

"Yes, Mom, the mother also memorized. Add another iced orange and iced tea two yes, ma'am, that's three sweet." Kala smiled, flattered.

Yes, even though the truth is that Pak Sabar and Bu Isti not only memorize the likes of Kala, but some other students he memorized.

"Tumben mas Ge and mas Mahen haven't been seen yet." Said Patience again.

"Hehe. yeah, sir, they haven't left class yet." Answer Kala.

"Sir, the meat is three!" The familiar ngebass sound sounded like it was behind Kala.

"Eh, here comes Ge. How was the pesen?" Ask Patience Sir.

"Yes, I just got out of class, sir." replied Grady.

"Yes, Neng Kala said that too." Bu Isti.

"Well, what's three? Who's one for, Ge? Neng Kala and his friends are already this cool." Patar sir is curious about bin kepo.

"Some, make my friend, sir." replied Grady.

"Oh, the mother who sat in front of the Mahen mas huh?" Ask Bu Isti.

"Yes, ma'am." Grady replied briefly.

Kala quietly circulated his gaze. Seeking the existence of Mahen.

Oh, Rani. Thank goodness that Ge has started to get closer to Rani. I just set the moment for them. I hope I managed to make them. Inner Kala.

Grady and Kala met with a momentary glance. Then both look awkward and clumsy. Kala was still unwell at his request the other day. But seeing Rani who seems to be close to Grady and Mahen, Kala then thinks that they are familiar and know well.

"It's Mbak Kala, drink it already. Want to take her or mom?" Bu Isti's question broke the silence between Kala and Grady.

Kala gave a red note to Bu Isti. Then Bu Isti gave some money as change, while bringing a tray containing drinks for Kala CS.

"Udah, I'll take it myself, ma'am, as always.." Kala took over the tray from Bu Isti's hand.

"Later the meatballs I intervened, neng.. all of you." said Mr. Sabar.

"Oh, you may sir once, hehehe" replied Kala.

They almost always bring their own food and drink. In addition to not being too troublesome for the seller, Kala also always likes to talk briefly with the seller.

"This is the fried onion. Hahaha.." joked Pak Sabar while giving a bowl containing special meatballs for Kala.

"Thank you, Patience.." Kala developed her smile as Pak Sabar delivered her order meatballs.

"Tumben, neng. kok sit not together with mas Ge and mas Mahen." Ask Mr. Patience to look at the table Kala CS and Grady alternately.

Their seats were also not that far away, so Grady CS also actually heard Mr. Patience's question just now.

"Hehe yes, sir, let's change the mood." Answer at that time.

Then Patience approached Grady, Mahen, and Rani to deliver their meatball orders.

There is no show of greeting between Grady and Kala. So did Mahen and Kina. They looked at each other and shrugged their shoulders. Tika and Anggi who do not want to interfere in the affairs of the four of them prefer to enjoy meatballs in silence.

"Gue sit here can ya? May dong?" Said a student who suddenly came and took a sitting position beside Kala.

Said a male disciple who suddenly approached Kala CS. Making the four friends widen their eyes. Bummer.

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