Our Story: The Sudden Chancellery
11. Julian Fuck

In the days that followed, Gala finally found out that Julian's arrival to their school was because Gemma herself had asked for it.

In the near future, there will be a solo female acoustic guitar competition between SMA/SMK, and the school wants Gemma to represent. Rosa said that Gemma has been a bit messy lately and has had trouble making arrangements for mandatory songs given by the committee.

Julian agreed because his school did not send a guitarist to advance. He regularly comes to their school up to h-4. After that, the boy no longer appeared at school at all. And Gemma is seen often practicing alone in the school music room.

The surprising thing is, during this exercise, Gala did not hear any protests and Yahya's anger. Perhaps the man did not know that his son was practicing playing the guitar. Moreover, Gemma trained very intensely for two weeks. But Gala did not ask directly, because their relationship was now very cold.

“Gemma's map with ngizinin, tauk!" diana sumringah.

Gala frowned in disbelief. "Seriously? How can?"

“Yes, sumpeh, don't lie to me. I felt strange at first too. At that time, I was the same Miss Rosa who went home to ask for permission directly from Om Yahya. But his reaction was completely beyond my expectations. Doi even ngizinin, even Gemma now does not need to hide if you want to play guitar or walk with me outside the house. Yes even though the race he said this for the first and last. That's a good start, right?”

Gala smiled knot. Is it possible, Yahya began to be moved to let his son enjoy the talents and youth he had? Ah, it is possible that Yahya's hard and arrogant attitude slowly softened. Everyone can change, right?

Now, Gemma is ready in a room prepared by the committee, not far from the stage. There were students from other schools. Some were practicing, some were drinking, some were on the other end crying. Really, the atmosphere there is really not conducive, stormy, and make groggy.

“Say Julian's school didn't come. How is it even on the list now? Didn't they not attend a technical meeting yesterday?” diana commented when she saw the names of the school that performed today.

“Times anyway?” Gemma frowned, and found the name of Pelita Ibu Peritiwi High School clearly printed on the notice board at number 5.

“My feeling is not good,” said Diana looked at Gemma with anxious gurgles on her face.

There are about 150 schools participating, but only 57 schools left that were declared to have passed the preliminaries held yesterday. Because of the number of schools that participated at that time, the allowance was divided up to three sessions.

“Why didn't we meet them yesterday?” gemma asked with the same feeling not good.

“Maybe because we entered a different session from them,” Diana said. “But you've also been practicing, Gem. Pede again..”

Suddenly the two of them simultaneously turned their heads towards the stage after the 5th sequence number went up to the stage. The eyes of the two of them were equally stretched in the first second the strings were plucked, as the melodious sound of the guitar blaringly filled the entire corner of the building.

What. The. Hells!

***

Gala looked at Gemma from a distance. Just like the guitar competition Gala had participated in the other day, now, she is here to give full support to Gemma, although until now, Gemma and herself are not adamant.

“Julian breng*ek!” Maki Febri suddenly saw a student start strumming his guitar.

Not only the exact same uniform that belongs to Julian at Pelita Ibu Pertiwi High School, the arrangement that was brought was the same as Gemma will play later!

Gala's jaw stiffened, anger made her blood rustle. That arrangement is what Gemma has been training diligently for the past two weeks. There is no difference at all! All notes are exactly the same!

Oh no!

Without remembering that between him and Gemma there was a cold war, Gala went straight into the waiting room of the contestants and found Gemma was packing to go home. On the chair, there was a sequence number of 52 participants that he let lying down just like that. The corner of his eyes was already wet and his eyes were blushing softly.

“Gem...” call Gala gently. He touched Gemma's trembling hand. Suddenly, the girl raised her head until their eyes stared at each other.

“Surge! I want to go home!” said Gemma while slowly brushing Gala's hand.

“Aduh, how about?” diana asked worriedly to see that her best friend had looked fragile and desperate.

Gala pulls Gemma towards the end of the room, and Gemma follows without a fight. The guy tries to persuade Gemma as much as he can. “Gem.. I know, if you are now down. But in my opinion, you can still progress.”

Gemma's gaze on Gala grew sharper. “No! It's late, Gala! I'm practicing two weeks, TWO WEEKS!" Gemma covered her grief and hurt feelings through anger with a rising voice.

"Gue sure you can. I'm here to help you. Lo now calm down. let us think together how arrangement. There's still time to do it again or improvise."

"Why are you just now nawarin help, huh?!" Gemma squealing. "Gue painstakingly permission the same Dad! I had a hard time regulating my emotions for training. During this month, my mood dropped! You are the one who refuses to make me. This all happened because of you!"

The Gala breath was blowing slowly. "Gams. I know I was wrong. So please, let me make my mistake..."

The girl looked even angrier with a face as red as a boiled crab. "You know yesterday I didn't cuekin, none of this will happen! I'm not going to ask Julian to come here and I'm not going to have that arrangement!"

Silence, Gala was silent for a moment. Gemma was right, this is all her fault. If only he had not kept Gemma lingering, it was certain that the girl would have had friends exchange opinions about what arrangements she would make. Of course the arrangement will not leak, there is certainly someone who accompanies him to practice, and of course Gemma will be more confident with Gala beside him.

In essence, the girl's main anger was not at Julian's cheating, but she was angry because of Gala. Gemma was really frustrated with that guy.

"Gue doesn't know where my fault is. Now, let me go home. I want to calm down..." Gemma kept trying to get away from him.

Now, Gala has trouble swallowing her saliva. His voice was choked and suddenly the air around him felt thin as Gemma was heard giving up on their confusing relationship. Furthermore, Gala is only able to whisper, “Lo is not wrong... I was wrong..."

Gemma's steps stopped. "meaning?"

"Gue will be clear later if all this is done..." Gala suppressed her feelings to avoid getting too emotional. Really, he wanted to admit something, but this was not the right time. "Now most importantly, I want to see you move forward. I want to see you ahead, compete, and be happy to be yourself. It's an opportunity, Gem... Rare and not repeated!"

Gemma looked at Gala in silence. His brain was trying to digest every word the handsome guy spoke

"Grand... I promise I will be clear and not be cold again. But you also have to move forward, right? There's a school name you brought here. No need to win. At least try..."

Gemma looks resigned. All this made him dizzy and lost his direction. "Promise?"

Gala smile. "Promise..."

The girl finally nodded slowly at Gala.

Shortly after, their meeting is finally interrupted by the arrival of Febri and Diana.

With a sour face, Diana stood next to Gemma. "Sori really I have to yelp on, but in my opinion, there are still three hours left, maybe you still have a chance for rearrangement. About Julian, let me settle him. Just relax!"

"Yes Gem... Very fond of. You have arrived here, a big loss if you have to go home because of Julian problems," continued Febri justify Diana. "Lo is more talented than the girl... We've seen it ourselves."

Rosa came and patted Gemma on the shoulder. "Gem.this is your last chance. Remember what your father said? There won't be another race your father will allow. It doesn't matter whether you win or not, you have to try first."

Gemma shed tears. Canpur's feelings stir between being moved by his friends, disappointed in Julian's betrayal, and still present to Gala.

Seeing so much support he got, Gemma grabbed his guitar back and sat down where it was.

Gala smiled a little. He pulls up the chair sitting next to Gemma and tries to help as best he can by giving Gemma another idea. Gemma itself looks very serious to make new arrangements.

The arrangement made two weeks ago versus the arrangement just made, who will win?

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Julian we have anything?

Haiy... Long time no see...

Christmas and the new year, the author is a bit crumpled.

Forgive can only continue, doain smg tomorrow2 author more easily get time to write and more ideas come out.

Happy New Year everyone 🥳🎉🎊