Residual Flavour

Residual Flavour
A broken relationship


Aliya Dewi Lestari's


Yes that's my name. The crowd called me Liya.


sometimes for fun they call me Ali. Fried qitella in the market.


I don't know maybe because my word is crunchy but makes drag. Hehe


I'm very spoiled, because yes, I'm the only child in the house..


how not, all the affection given to me. full of favors that can not be wasted..


with the passage of time I grew into a teenager.I'm 16 years old, now I've got High School.it's fun, very..


it was a few weeks after the MOS (student/ospital orientation period) was held. I began to look for identity, because today is the time of the election.


i'm rattled..


at first I hesitated to enter the same eskul as before when I was in Junior High.


but one day someone raised my spirits.I openly smiled.


it's amazing liya, my heart's churning..


I finally decided to enter a room.


All eyes were on me


. 'Hey is there something wrong with me'


I keep on venturing. It turned out that there was my classmate, I was sitting next to her.


One week after the extracurricular introduction


I already have a familiar friend, so it won't feel so awkward anymore. My choice to follow back the same extracurriculars that I had before was confidence and steadfastness.


Scout Organization.


That's what he chose. There I feel happy and can do anything. Adventure and responsibility, and entertainment can be found there. Even many things become learners for life, education that will not be obtained in school.


Today there are about 15 new members who are ready to be appointed.


They're all lined up in the field. He remained silent for a while waiting for further instructions.


We asked the senior to line up somewhere. You could say this is a field located behind the school. The atmosphere today was somewhat silent as all the students had been home since about an hour ago.


A grown man came, he was young, white, pretty handsome in my opinion, but fierce.. Iiihh is horrified.


We stayed for almost 30 minutes. Stand up like a fool..


Suddenly....


The rain drops fall, just drizzle. Not really raining.


"Face your heads up to the sky"


"Place your hands"


'What's more, there's nothing' but slowly, I enjoy it. One by one the water drops on my face. A sigh, plus a slow breeze. Cold air infiltrated into the slit of this thin shirt.


The sound from behind me heard.


"Deans. Here geh. Play titanic" the man's voice sounded in my ear. She spoke to Ana, my next-door friend. Yng did not respond too much to Ana.


'Why is he. How strange. Without sin also said that.' it was me who turned out to feel strange. Her.... Funny.. Unichowo. Strange indeed, a little. And it looks romantic. Ah, what else is this that I think. But I was curious about his face. What he looks like. I was too embarrassed to face the back.


All activities begin after the rain starts to stop. At 5pm everything was done.


"Al, who are you?" ana came up to me at that moment while asking me.


"Alone na" answered me. "Can nebeng not? My house is there. I tell you the way" he said, pleading a little. I also agree.


I delivered Dea right at her house. I went straight home. On a long enough journey. I still fucked with that guy. I don't know how weird it is for me. I haven't even seen his face. It also makes me smile meaninglessly. Imagine seeing it in person.


I got home almost adzan magrib. I did not like the clutter on the road. My mother was waiting in front of the house. "yoke just came home. her clothes are shoulder again"


My mother should be a little angry with me, but let it be, later also good.as long as I take a shower and take a bath.


The ceiling of the room seems quite beautiful for me who is currently still faithfully watching it. Today's trip is quite tiring for me. how not. activities towards the members were not as easy as he imagined. I had to run, memorize, search, even surround the school a few times.


at the end they had to prostrate and then be watered by the water with flowers sown in it, but not only that. The water smelled bad, what else did their seniors do. Maybe a form of exposition.


Late night. I also fell asleep by myself.


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Hi reader, this is the first episode after the story yesterday.please be entertained yes.do not immediately stop here.wait for the next episode ya. see you..


sorry a lot of typo or mistakes.author is still learning heheh.