Remember
Max's Concerns

“REMEMBER”

It's lunch break now. Me and Ihsan immersed themselves in the

one of the school garden tables near the canteen.

Unlike the child in front of me, I brought

own from home. Two slices of sandwich bread, and a box of milk that

I bought it from the cafeteria earlier, making me feel strange when compared to

other children, especially men.

How else, I'm only allowed to eat

food like this by my supervisor. Hmh!

Because it's uncomfortable, so I'll just leave it on for a moment

table top.

"Dy, the duty of Mr. Bambang yesterday that you have

collect that ... I'm asking for another reference to chapter 6."

Ihsan continued to babble, but I gave a cold answer

the same every time he corrected the answer on his sheet.

"Yes, I'll explain."

Ihsan glanced towards my food. "You don't

ate it? Too bad, ’lho," he asked while taking and eating

last bread. This kid!

"I'd like to eat it later, but damn it I have

greedy friend like you."

"Haha. Sorry, sorry."

"You've eaten a lot, haven't you? What's your stomach

didn't explode?"

"Ahu mahih hapar. Hadi helum semfah sahapan."

"Slow down your food first, just talk!"

Ihsan immediately drank his iced tea and packed

these sheets.

"I want to give up these things first. Heedfully

must be collected before the break bell is finished."

"Yes, go straight back to class. Awhile

come in again."

"Yes already. I'll go first."

That way Ihsan left and left me on the spot

these.

At the end of the lunch break, I sucked milk in

this packaging is through a straw, and I can feel the wind blowing

myself.

My eyes that had seen around caught the figure of a girl

my classmate was carrying a sheet alone. Just like Ihsan, though,

it seems like he was also about to collect it to Pak Bambang.

But that's not what attracts attention and makes

my eyes follow in his footsteps. It was a lonely aura I could feel

from her.

"When do you want to keep looking at the Gita?"

The same wind carried a familiar voice

my ear. When I turned my head, I saw that the Princess was already standing while clutching

some sheets are one centi thick. This time he looked different

he usually shows.

Oh, ja. If I notice, the Princess is not wearing

excessive makeup like when SMP first. His face looks more

natural. That is proof that he has changed even if only a little. Also when she smiled, her eyes were beautiful

and his buying face looked even more charming.

"Tumben is alone, Dy? Where's lhsan?"

"To Mr. Bambang's desk."

"Hm. Why not come?"

"...."

Why should I come along, while soon

coming in?! My legs are still hurting because of Gita yesterday. Basic, why

he is not sensitive so, ’sih?!

"Where are you going yourself?" askaku.

"Oh ..," for a moment she looked

the sheet," I'd like to collect this too. Many children in class

who put it to me."

"Keep, why don't you tell the Gita to

leave it to you too?"

"Eh?" The princess turned and looked riled up.

"Ah, that ...."

"What's wrong? I've been watching you and Ihsan all this time

not so close to the Gita. You guys quarreling?"

"Bu-no, no! We're not fighting, though,

’kok!"

The princess hurriedly tried to deny my assumption. However,

for some reason she pensively for a moment, then calmly sat down next to me

and asked in a serious tone.

"On the matter of Sinta ..., do you know?"

"It has. Including the matter of being accused of embezzling money from the village."

Upon hearing this, the Princess's face stiffened. "You

know where?"

"Gita used to call me."

mumbled something. "Thus ... Gita would rather tell you a story, though,

huh uh?"

His voice was so slow that I barely even heard him. All I saw was his lips pawing while staring at the table. Spells

what's that he read just now?

"What's up, Put?"

"Eh? Nothing, ’kok."

"Really?"

"really! It's just .. I feel Gita so

changed since her brother left. He seems to be getting more and more

stay away from everyone who's ever joined that place."

"Even with you?"

"Yes." Yeah." The Princess's voice faded. "I

so worried about him."

I thought of something for a moment when I saw her sad face

Princesses. Why did Gita stay away from her best friend since childhood? Why did he stay away

from us? Why did he seem to not want anyone else to come in

her life?

If he really wanted to stay away, of course he didn't

will be friendly when I meet me at basecamp that time.

Of all that, I can only guess that the Gita is not

know what to do. The Gita may be indirectly being ostracized by

around because of the way about her brother. And the reason he stayed away from

we, it could be because he does not want his best friend to be isolated only

because befriending the younger brother of the man who was once accused of trouble.

I understand why he called me at the time.

Maybe I'm just a close friend who wasn't there. So, he can

pouring sadness.

"The gita hasn't really changed. He doesn't want to

stay away from us," I said.

"You mean?"

"I asked you before. If I bring

we all make an event on behalf of our organization first, you want

coming in?"

"He?"

"That's what he wants," I hurriedly

cut it. "When we met at that place, Gita was still acting like

back then. He even told me that he still misses our memories

." used to."

"But ..., how? The village has also

we look at our organization badly. Our activities will not either

approved."

"I knew. If we don't try, what

what use?"

"...."

"First we gather the members that we used to

ever joined. Not necessarily all, ’kok. Who wants and intentions only. Oh yeah, it's,

tell me I brought. Don't be Gita."

"Why?"

"Later there will be many who do not want to, ’kan?"

"Hm. Well then, I'll take you later

the others."

"OKAY. So, Sunday morning we gather at basecamp,

yep. I want to tell you something."

"Yes, I'll tell the others later" said

The princess with a voice that was getting more and more swallowed.

"Why? You mind?"

"No, I was just nervous talking to Gita

later."

"Just calm. Gita hasn't changed, ’kok. If not

believe me and Ihsan will work on it."

"You're just there."

When she said that, the Princess only laughed and

sounds hollow. With that smile still on his face, he

turn in the other direction.

Shortly thereafter, the bell signaled the end of the clock

the break also sounded.

"Come back, Dy."

"okay."

The princess went to class. While I follow

beside him and slowly felt a little strange.

When we got to the door of our class, my steps

slowly stopped. The princess was astonished that I kept looking at her, and so was she

come stop.

"What's up, Dy?"

Just as he asked, I realized something

I think that's weird. "Not that you wanted to collect

those sheets?"

"Hm? ... Ahhhh!"

※ ※ ※ (Bab 03) ※ ※ ※