Room No.11B
Part. 44

I sat alone in the classroom, currently at 07:10. Intentionally I came faster, the goal is that I am more free to choose a chair for a more comfortable sitting position, no more. Today it seems I'm not excited, for some reason. Maybe it's because of the dream I had last night. My body has no energy. My body doesn't seem to have bones.

Classes started this morning at 08:00, and no one of my friends has come to this day. I was sitting right next to the wall, my shoulders leaning against the wall. My eyes closed. Ah, enjoying. Peace. This kind of atmosphere I miss so much.

Tiinnggs.

I opened my eyes, there was a message coming in and I saw my phone. A kemala? What's so early in the morning he chatted?

- In, you go to college today? - asked Kemala in chat.

- Dong lecture. It's in class. Why La? - reply me.

- Later during the afternoon meeting yuk, need a chat later ;b - Kemala replied again.

this afternoon, huh? Where do you want to meet? - I asked.

coffee shop yesterday! Let's meet the cashier's sister, right? :D -

- You can go to the coffee shop. Just be patient;) - I reply back.

- Okay ;) -

Initially I was not excited, gegara chat from Kemala invites to meet the energy in my body immediately soared. Like shit. My view feels brighter. And I am very ready to learn today. Thank you Kemala.

***

After the prayer and lunch, I waited for Kemala in front of the faculty building. Yuda went straight home after the lecture was finished, there was an appointment to accompany his mother and a coffee invitation that yesterday he said he had to be forced to retreat, thank God I could be with Kemala all day at the coffee shop.

I saw Kemala coming out of the faculty building, his face looked lethargic but his sweet impression was inevitable. He walked slowly towards me. Once the wind blew his veil, mesmerizing.

"Have you been waiting here a long time?" ask Kemala.

"Not yet, not two days. Hehehehe." I replied of origin.

Kemala pinched my hand.

"Adaaww, sick woi!"

"The abbot of lo rese. Walk on!" bring him.

We also walked to the coffee shop. I reached into the bag, took something I wanted to give to Kemala.

"Nih, let's not badmood." I gave him a chocolate bar.

"Waahh brown. Make me?" his face looks radiant.

"Yes, I gave it to you. I read the article, if you eat chocolate, there is an endorphin hormone that is injected into your blood, and it makes you calm." I explained as we walked along.

"Ah, the hell time is in?" ask Kemala while tearing the brown wrap and then biting the tip.

"I read three articles in Giigle. According to the article I read, there's research that chocolate gives women greater satisfaction than listening to her favorite music, winning the lottery, or falling in love." I said.

"Continue continuing. What else?" kemala Fishing.

"Emm, chocolate can also make the body of women who consume it function much better."

"Widiih, you know a lot of yes Di." praise Kemala.

"Hehehehe. Know from Mbah Giigle, where else."

"Where is your mood after eating chocolate?" my many.

"Beeeuuhh, bad anyway. Chocolate really is a mood booster. By the way, thank you Di." said Kemala while smiling sweetly at me.

"Together Kemala." I replied.

"No, right? Hahahaha." sambarannya directly.

"I haven't answered yet." I said.

"Kidding me. Wouldn't you?" Kemala offered back.

"No need, just make you a bad mood again" I said.

We arrived at the One Way Coffee Shop. This time we chose a table in the room, and we sat facing each other. Sister Nia approached us, Kemala poked my hand giving a code, her eyes flashing sideways. He mocked me.

"Sir, what would you like to order?" greet Kak Nia friendly to us.

"Siang brother. You know, Tumben Kak Nia who nyamperin us. Usually Revelation." I reply.

"Revelation late permission, there is business" replied Sister Nia.

"Do you want a message directly picky first?" Nia asked back.

"I'm picky first, brother, later if you have asked immediately in lamar. Hehehehe." said Kemala.

"Haha. You can choose your brother, you choose first. Later if you want to pesen to the cashier table yes." said Kak Nia, then return to the cashier table.

"Who is Di? How do you know him?" ask Kemala.

"I've been making coffee here with Yuda, a long time. Until I know someone here." I replied.

"Ciyeee ciyeee, have you met dong with the cashier's sister?" ledek Kemala's.

"Yeee start over."

I ordered iced milk coffee, while Kemala ordered iced lychee tea. We talked for a long time, I told him last night that he couldn't sleep. I don't know what he was thinking, which obviously he didn't feel good about me because of his mother's talk yesterday.

"In, I'm sorry about the talk yesterday" he said.

"Ah is okay, it's natural that parents are anxious La. You are girls, you are afraid you why-why." I reply.

"Yes, but no need to maki-maki people in front of the house, it's not good to see the neighbors" he said again.

"Gue's afraid you're offended or hurt Di." he continued.

"Not La. I am relaxed nanggepinnya, no offense what else heartache. It's impossible." I said acting tough.

"Well, last night why can't you sleep?" manya curious.

"Gue thought of you Di." replied Kemala.

My heart is beating fast. My blood is flowing all over the veins. His reply made me seem to be soaring into the sky.

"My thoughts? Ngaco aja lo." I tried to pull over.

"It's really on."

"Yes, why did you get to my mind? Am I evil to you? Hahahaha." I asked, trying to fish Kemala replied next.

"I don't know why. Suddenly you think. On the one hand it's not good because of the talk yesterday, on the other hand." he continued. I waited for her to continue with my heart beating.

"Yes, just think of you" he said with a sweet smile engraved on his lips.

Yes yes yes, in my heart the cheers. How could Kemala think of an Adi? What makes Kemala like that? Is this a sign that I should express my feelings? Ah no no, too soon, too early. Patience Adi, patience. It's good you're more calm to face this Adi, I muttered in my heart.

I know Kemala better now. His father died two years ago, and he currently lives with his stepmother and two half-siblings. His birth mother had died a year earlier, Kemala's father remarried a widow who had two children. He also told me, sometimes he felt uncomfortable living and being taken care of by his stepmother, but he could not do anything. He was determined to graduate college sooner, so that he could work and get out of the house, could get married and leave the house. I am amazed by the plan that has been neatly arranged, hopefully it can be realized. And I can only pray for you Kemala.