Residual Flavour
Again and again

Seems pretty long. Time happens so fast. I know my classmates. Today I saw a guitar at the end of the room. Who does not belong to. The hours of lessons begin and everything just goes by, it's time to take a break. All my friends out of the classroom scattered to the place where the smell of food scattered.

"Hey, liya" oh no I daydreamed again, and this time Pipit surprised me.

"Eh, what pit?" I pretend to be calm. But I'm not good at pretending.

"Dreaming continues" she teased me. I'm just smiling. "Cantin yuk." take him but I don't want to

"Not the Pit, tomorrow hehehe" I refused. "Why? No money? I bought it" well he's right. I forgot to bring money today. Hmm let me be lazy.

"Yes, it's not. Males again. Udha you're there the same as Tari tuh." I lied again. "Well, yes" Pipit went with Tari, I just nodded.

I don't know what's up. But I'm back to daydreaming. What's wrong with me. I think I'm good let it be, I just enjoy this daydream. Not felt, the break time is very short. The bell has rung. For more than 15 minutes the teacher did not enter. Making the class uncomfortable. Let it be, what care about me.

A voice caught my attention. Ah, wha? It's soothing, very comfortable. L like it. I looked towards the source of the sound. A man plays guitar in his seat. Diana waved her hand sign asking me to press.

"Here, Tiyo is playing this guitar" I saw her lips dim. Because I don't listen very much. I finally got closer. It was Diana, she was sitting in front of Tiyo. The guy who played the guitar. I was pretty close to him, like with Pipit and Dance. Only the stool was too far away for us to talk often, maybe only during breaks or empty hours.

I have come to the seat as Diana, so her friend did not leave today. I listened to the guitar playing by Tiyo.

I smile every time he pokes his guitar and shakes. What's with me. I'm confused too. No matter how I keep smiling, sometimes even humming. I even forgot my daydream.

All of a sudden..

The rowdy class "Pak Herman came" shit, why did Mr. Herman come. I'm not even satisfied. I returned to my seat a little upset.

Mr. Herman started explaining the meter. Mr. Herman is an art teacher. Today, students are often asked to listen.

"Tiyo, here" Mr. Herman called him. It turned out that he was asked to accompany a friend of a friend who was about to sing.

Every time he plucked a guitar I was blown away. It's like he's hypnotizing my hearing. I keep smiling like a freak. Let me be wanting.

The fun lesson ended with Mr. Herman explaining the tone and singing. I don't really understand.

Now it's time to go home. I was too relaxed to clean up all my stuff. My friends are almost no more, only me, Pipit and Dance left.

We went out together. Dance and Pipit walked in front of me. I walked out the door looking around, completely deserted. I do like to go home last because it is inevitable to wait a long time in the parking lot, it is boring and noisy in my opinion. I see at the end there is still one person. He's the same age as me. He hasn't come home yet, I thought. I don't really care about it.

We arrived at the parking lot right after the atmosphere was not so crowded. So we can get the bike out easily.

This is what I like. No need to find a gap or shift another vehicle to get out. I can just go straight to the gas and get out of the school area.

Niggling isn't. It's okay, as long as I don't hurt anyone else.

I ride my bike at a moderate speed. I saw him again. The man with the small carrier bag. What I saw in the hallway. He's walking, hasn't been picked up or anything. I ignored my thoughts about him again.

I drove my motor past him without greeting him. Because you don't know too well.

***

I got home and broke my body. Tired, I almost fell asleep.

"Liya, change clothes first just slept" I was aghast. That's my bun apparently.

"Sayur pindang" my favorite. I quickly changed clothes and ate lunch.

This is amazingly delicious. But I think I'm really hungry. I did not go to the cafeteria today even though 2 hours of rest.

***

That night, I received a message.

Good night

Greetings scouts

We from eskskul scouts will inform, that tomorrow the activities are held outside the room.

The brothers are expected to gather in the main square.

So-called

Thank ye.

You remember, this is the extracurricular I took. A pretty big scouting organization in the country. It's fun in my opinion, you guys should try it.

I'm re-delivering my body. I remember tomorrow was a cross of interest and eskul. Must be exhausting. I closed my eyes slowly and I fell asleep.

Oiya, cross-interest is the subjects chosen in addition to the majors taken as desired for the new curriculum at this time. I was in IPA class and had to take IPS or Language. I think enough explanation later you'll understand.

Morning comes. And I blinked slowly. It was dawn. I woke up very lazy. Then take the water wudu and carry out my duties. Even though I'm not good, the obligation must still go.

***

I arrived at school this morning. There are only three motorcycles in the parking lot. Still very quiet.

I walked to class relaxed. About 100 meters away from my class, I saw him come back. Apparently he left early enough. I salute the man of the carrier bag.

I just smiled and walked into my class. Soon my friend's theme began to arrive. When the bell almost rang we left the class carrying each other. As per the classes we took when I was cross-interested I picked up the ingris and economy language. Just like Dance. But not with a finch, he took sociology.

The first hour is Economy. I was in a hurry with Dance. We met in the middle, I had a glimpse of it. The man in the carrier bag passed us. I went into his class. Yes, it's true this class of men's carrier bags.

This Economics Master is very boring. Time feels so long. And it's finally over. Rest time. Me and Tari went out and went to the cafeteria. We are back.

A little foreign here, because it's not our class. We were connected to another class, so we didn't know each other very well.

The doorbell rings. We went back to looking for classes. Me and Tari stay here. I observed the entrance watching them pass by. Get out and enter the room.

Suddenly my eyes were turned back to him.

Seriate..

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Sorry if the story is less interesting yes.author is still learning heheh..