Rashi & Its Bucins
12

...“Knowledge speaks, but wisdom lists.”...

...♔...

Only after being away from that place did Rashi look for Yatha's face again.

Landed kisses on both of her swollen eyes.

"Yatha is sad yah, colonized by her sister?"

"Yatha is not wrong. Yatha just waiting for Mama, howling yatha dolong." Sheds her tears again.

"That, yeah. Her brother doesn't know Yatha means anything."

"Yatha did not want the same victory. Yatha doesn't like bad people."

Rashi chuckles. Using one hand to wipe Yatha's wet face as they began to re-enter the school building. "Yatha plays just as well, okay? Later if Yatha is bullied again, Yatha immediately goes."

"No longer going there. Same with Mama."

"Yes, Mama is here. Mama picked Yatha up too. We had lunch together. There's chicken katsu, right, Mas Ervan?"

Ervan who was gawking, gasped suddenly asked. "Hng?"

Yatha's gaze was now diverted to Ervan.

"This is Mama's new theme, his name is Mas Ervan. She's saying Mama's picking up Yatha."

"Where's the Canda?"

"Borny brother Candra in class."

"Cock bobo? It's not twelve yet."

Yatha's nap time is twelve o'clock.

Rashi smiled just stroked him, happy because he had been distracted from the sadness earlier. That fast he recovered. Directly recounted the entertaining events earlier in the playgroup before being damaged by a bad boy.

"Want me to go to the cafeteria?"

Rashi turned his head, realizing Ervan was starting to get confused as to what to do. "Yes, if I may. I made a deal with Sara, anyway. Join me, yuk."

"Have been taught a cute chick."

They arrive at the cafeteria and Rashi becomes the center of more attention due to Yatha's presence.

The boy did not want to come down from his carrier, busy laying his cheek on Rashi's shoulder. Secretly, Rashi felt his stomach start to hurt again. Hurriedly looking for Sara who waved at him in order to get closer.

"Rashiii! Yathaa!"

Rashi approached, followed by Ervan. "That's Sara's sister, honey. Wow, I bought Yatha katsu as it turns out."

Perhaps because he felt familiar among the strangers, Yatha would lift her face and get down from Rashi's sling. Sara had her on her lap, kissing Yatha's cheek. "IIihhh, how swollen are his eyes? Who's crying out for Brother?"

Then Yatha confided about the bad boy in the playgroup. As expected, Sara's response excited. "Bad kid emang. Yatha if digituin directly push back. His hero Brother cannot lose. If Yatha volunteers, they'll be scared."

"So, Miss Linda was." Ervan confirmed. "The biggest one there. The children enslaved all the macems of his mother."

"Ohya?" Rashi raised an interested eyebrow. "When Miss Linda is good, youh."

"Did, Rashi! Who did you meet?!" Sara shudders. "Miss Linda is the most .. do not understand what to draw using what words. I was like Medusa. The lyrics are instantly cursed to be a rock."

That's how it looks, Rashi admitted. And his attitude is cynical. But the Miss Linda he met knew enough of the difference in attitude. Well, maybe because Sara is the type that can not be glared at, so anti with people face judges.

"Mama, eat it with Mama."

"Just like a brother!"

Yatha remained rebellious until Sara let go and she moved into Rashi's lap.

"Aaah, Yatha, make Brother sad, ah."

Ervan raised an eyebrow at Rashi who seemed to get used to it. "Adek lo call you Mama, anyway? Not Brother?"

"Not seen if the same Bang Rasya. Calling Papa. I'm like a husband and wife having a baby."

Rashi's hand was busy feeding Yatha who suddenly wanted to eat on my bench, while being bribed. "Call doang Mama. Know her, I'm her brother. It's just a small fit of mine just like that." Rashi's gaze moved to another tray containing two sandwiches. He then shifted it to Ervan. "Make it, Van."

"Not to."

"No pa-pa. I don't eat bread. Sara forgot, dad?"

Sara grimaces. "Yes. I just bought it. So yaudah, kirain was with you brother."

The three of them chatted like familiar old friends. Ervan who basically does not have much awkwardness just enters the conversation, especially when Sara again blasphemes her brother who sleeps in class.

Throughout that break, Rashi knew, most eyes repeatedly stared at and glanced at him.

...*...

Back at school, Rashi finds Candra still sleeping at the table.

It should be out of tolerance, Candra is left to sleep throughout the class, but in fact there is no teacher who reprimands even though there are some who try to call names. Friends around Candra also did not care, as if it had become a habit of the young man to sleep like a dead person.

Different from the break, Rashi can't just let Candra. Touched softly Candra's back while calling out to him, but Candra still slept soundly without moving.

"Tampol, Neng. Or water sirens, let's be conscious."

Rashi laughed at Ervan's suggestion. "Don't dong. People sleep when disturbed." The clap turned into a swab, not having to forcibly awaken Candra.

If he sleeps like this, it is likely that last night he was sleep deprived. Regardless of whether it was wrong or not, Rashi let him calm down first.

"Not built, yeah. Let it be here. I'll pick Yatha up first."

"Do you want to go home?"

"Masa ninggalin Abang himself. But thanks, Van. Repot."

Ervan winking. "Repot is the same beautiful girl. My pleasure, Princess."

Basic nosy.

Rashi leaves class to go pick up his sister. He remembered that Yatha had been difficult to be asked to return to the playgroup because she did not want to be disturbed again by her son Miss Linda, although then Rashi managed to convince her to dare to come and promise a prize as a booster of her soul.

Coincidentally, Xena also walked in the same direction alone, so Rashi caught up to her side.

There is something about Xena that Rashi is interested in.

His eye.

It shows no interest in beauty, popularity, cleverness or anything about Rashi as most other classmates see it.

People like him are always attractive in Rashi's eyes. Especially when you know, it turns out Xena is exclusive. Rashi did not see him join any group.

He's always alone.

"Lo didn't wake up Candra?"

"Catian." Rashi crumbs the jacket when it feels cold. The pain in his stomach started again. Rashi had not had time to drink pain killer because Yatha did not want to escape and there was Sara and Ervan around. Somewhat quite bearable when in class, but walking began to feel very painful. "Maybe yesterday play the game until what time. Let's go to sleep."

"Lo came home with Candra?"

"The "plan. Wait for him to wake up but."

"Take care if you want. Guys I'm willing to definitely nganterin cute chick."

His answer made Rashi frown in amusement.

Amidst the conversation, suddenly a young man came hugging Xena from behind. His body is tall, skinny but not in the category of squeaky, it is gallant. His face was quite handsome, complete with a smile of an asshole.

Definitely the type likes ceplas-ceplos, perverted and free.

He looked at Rashi in blatant awe when there was a mask covering his face.

"So this is a schoolgirl who said she could make Widya beautiful? Can I meet you, Beautiful? My name is Hendra."

Rashi looked at Xena. I want to know how his reaction was. When found that the girl just snorted quietly, Rashi understood what to do. "Hello. Lo's Xena's boyfriend, huh?"

"Yes, who's the boyfriend?"

"Obviously not lo, anyway."

Hendra chuckles. "Dear I'm just this," again, he kissed Xena's head, "but if you want to be an affair, you can."

"Maybe if the DP is a billion."

"Just a billion, huh? Don't want to add?"

"Realistic first, it is. If it's too late, renegotiate."

Xena rolled her eyes. "I thought it would fit."

So anyway.

His girlfriend Xena is a relaxed type of person. He looks like a jerk, at first glance, but the air of his existence reminds Rashi of Ervan who is easy going. People like them are always easy opponents for Rashi.

They talked until they split up because of different directions. Xena and Hendra head to the underground parking lot, while Rashi once again heads to the playgroup to pick up Yatha.

Fortunately, this time Rashi did not need to find Yatha crying. The boy held his bag and sat quietly on the bench on the porch of the box building earlier, then jumped to run when he saw it.

"Mama!"

The pain was incredible when Rashi had to bend over. "Hmmm, it's great unfortunately Mama. Same with the brothers in Dalem, right?"

"Yes, Mama. Yatha has promised."

"That means Mama's making her fruit pudding, yeah. Now we go to Mama's class first, yuk. Candra's brother is still there." Rashi felt unable to carry Yatha with her stomach hurting like this.

He too quickly forced his stomach to contract even though it was advised to be careful. Little Rashi was worried that the liquid was again coming out in the seams like in the beginning.

"Yatha street ahead of Mama. Let's memorize the way to Mama's class."

"If Yatha memorizes it, Yatha can samperin Mama, right?"

"Can. What matters is the break time, huh? I promised Papa, right?"

Again a sense of tightness enveloped his heart as Yatha walked cheerfully through the crowd of Maespati disciples. He became the center of attention for being the only little boy who went against the current heading to the school building, holding his little red bag while occasionally running to get up.

Rashi always felt like falling every time the feeling of 'wand his son was born, one day he would be like that' appeared to strangle him.

But Rashi knows he can't be sad, especially in a crowd like this.

Hurriedly brushed aside the sorrowful before he huddled up and forced a sob without control. Rashi tries to catch Yatha who is too far ahead there. Sadness diverted so worried and pain in his stomach running fast, afraid Yatha could fall.

And true. He crashed into the leg of a woman carrying a guitar bag on his shoulder.

"Yatha!"

"Ups!" The woman blinked in a daze, even though she bowed, helping Yatha to her feet. "Hello, Champ. It doesn't hurt, does it?"

Rashi was forced to crouch down to check his sister's body. "Running, eh. Apologize to her brother, honey. Yatha hit her leg."

"Sorry, Brother."

The girl laughed. "Liet down. Uh, lo Rashi, right? New kid in 11-1?"

Rashi wants to rise. But the pain in his stomach was too big and out of tolerance until his legs limp, almost fell down to sit if his body is not held by someone.

Ringisan Rashi escapes out.

Because the way the person was holding back was precisely pressing his stomach folded inwards.

"Hey? Are you okay?" The girl immediately panicked.

"Mama?! Sakif mom?!"

"MAMA?!"

Rashi had to laugh, hurried to his feet. "It's okay. It's just the way he calls me. He's my brother and he completely knows about that." Then Rashi turned away, in a jolt of silence finding a pair of eyes when he looked at her flat. It was a bit surprising because the person who helped her had a typical Eastern Indonesian face with dark brown skin. "Thanks." -."

"Mama." Yatha pulled the tip of her skirt while looking up worriedly. "Mama why? What's your sick mom?"

"No, Honey. Mama was just shocked."

"Lo's sure?" The woman was definitely not Yatha who could be lied to, as Rashi grimaced very sickly.

"Yes. I'm just mens. Bias."

"Ah, I see it. By the way, I'm Mela. Melati Sukma Dewi, who owns the Maespati music club. This lo nolongin, who looks devil, my slave. Her name is Hara."

"Oh, hay. Please meet you, Mela. Thanks again, Hara. Hello to you."

Jasmine has an attractive face that seems masculine. Completely matched his title as chairman of an extracurricular club of this prestigious school. His existence reminds Rashi a little of Mahesa, because Melati seems to have a fairly high self-confidence in herself, and feels very-very able to control all situations.

It was evident from how he observed Yatha curiously, then so casually said, "So you actually brought the boy to school. Don't get me wrong, you're already here. Everyone's talking about you. The girl who said she gave up the beauty of Widya. I saw you earlier and trust me, you should be a goddess."

Rashi laughing. "And so you are."

"You're welcome, Rashi. And it's so nice to meet you, um?"

"Yatha." Rashi rubbed his sister's head. "Name is Yatha."

"Ah, okay. Yathas. Gimme your hand."

Since Yatha quite understood her point, she reached out—tak beafraid as Rashi spoke casually to Melati—though surprised because the girl clapped their palms.

"Now we're friends. Okay, Champ?"

"okay."

"Cool-in. By the way, why are you going to enter the building again?"

"Candra's still in the dalem."

"Dear God, are you really Candra's cousin?"

"Is that a bad thing?" Rashi frowned. "Sorry, I mean, everyone's like 'lo Candra's cousin?' today." today."

"Not exactly, seriously, but yeah, you know. Don't think it." Jasmine shrugs her shoulders. "Hey, I still want to talk but I shudda go. But if you need something, especially about music, or you want to join my club, just go to my club. Open to the public, especially for you. Okay?"

"Okay." Rashi laughing. Feeling a little strange with that Jasmine attitude even though to him remained ordinary. She drags Hara away to the point that Rashi forgets that she will have a pain in her stomach.

She's a fun girl. Clearly visible in Rashi's eyes there is an intention behind his good attitude. But ... who is that young man beside Melati?

Rashi likes to see his face. Though not handsome. No. gabe. He may be of Papuan descent or who approaches it because his skin is not dark black either, just a typical dark brown. Surprisingly, he's sweet. And his cold gaze, it provoked a smile on Rashi's lips.

Hara, huh?

What class is he?

"Mama?"

Rashi looked down, smiled at Yatha, invited her to the school building. They instantly met Sara who had just come down from the second floor, tearing up saying Candra was already resting quietly up there.

"Udah is said to be the same Uma do not sleep! Still sleeping!"

"Ra, it's, yeah." Rashi rubbed Sara's hair while taking her up again. "Relope. Free rage. Wake up by yourself Candra. Just calm down."

...*...