THE SOUL OF MAYRA
41 (Yesterday's teenage boy)

Even though yesterday's events had passed, and Mayra had already far removed her memories of it, there was still the fear that Mayra felt while waiting at the stop by herself.

However, the fear did not last long. When some people began to accompany Mayra's presence at the stop. Mayra was even more relieved when making sure there were no juvenile crocodiles yesterday near the stop.

Honestly, yesterday's incident left Mayra a little traumatized but she didn't tell her family at all. Anyway, he's fine. The crocodile teenager did not touch him, so it is okay if his family does not know.

Today's buses arrive faster than yesterday. People at the bus stop were flocking to the red bus. However, when the door was about to be closed by the conductor, a loud shout came from someone.

"WAITUUU!!!"

Mayra and some of the people on the bus looked up in shock. Mayra's shock grew as a teenage boy yesterday started getting on the bus. Not a teenage crocodile yesterday, but still Mayra trembled in fear and misgivings.

Realizing that a girl was trembling, the teenager stared at her. That leads to Mayra.

The bus started walking. A teenage boy yesterday looked at Mayra who crossed him meaninglessly. However, the next second he threw a small candy wrapper at Mayra. Automatic Mayra looked up.

And, those two pairs of eyes collided with each other for a moment. The roaring ended because Mayra quickly subdued her hands with the pronunciation of istigfar.

"Sessst..."

The teenage boy codes Mayra, but Mayra is unable to hear him.

"Sesssttt..."

Again coding but Mayra did not respond. Unheard or insensitive or even intentionally. Be that as it may. What is certain is the sound of discontent heard from the bus conductor who is close to him.

"There are no heroes to be men!" the bus conductor made the teenager sigh.

"Dad!" Mayra, the teenager, and several other high school students looked up, staring at the bus conductor. "White hijab scad!" The conductor makes it clear.

"Yes, Sir?" Mayra kept looking up.

The bus conductor smiled mischievously as he glanced at the teenage boy who was some distance from him. The understanding Mayra also looked at the teenage boy in front of her for a moment.

"Byok, I helped you!" the bus conductor told the teenager. Moreover, Mayra had now been looking at him.

The teenager without a name-tag in his uniform was throbbing. "Not to be helped, nor did pa-pa!" said ketus.

Now he looked at Mayra making the owner bow. "Don't get a lot of nudges, people want to talk too!" he told Mayra, but ignored. The bus conductor can only be located.

"What number does your house block?"

Mayra continued walking even though the teenage boy behind her was following. Until he was in front of the gate of his house, Mayra just stopped his way. He turned his body and remained down.

"Why do you follow me?" tanya Mayra stamped.

The teenager in front of him sighed. Good thing grandpa's house is not too far from the gate of housing. Just passed around five houses to get there.

"HEY!" The teenager looked upset. "That's why when asked, it's answered. I've obviously asked since entering the complex gate, you just answered! No budeg, are you!!?"

Mayra shakes. "Sorry..."

"Well! I don't need sorry!" the teenager said again. "No thanks?"

Mayra looked at the teenager in front of her for a while, then looked down again. "Make?"

And that question managed to make the teenager in front of him gawk in disbelief. Wasted Mayra?

"What are you still asking?" tanyanya gregetan and annoyed. "Make yesterday, you remember, right?"

Mayra nodded.

"Keep for today, you indirectly make me nganter lo until the front of the house. Inget!!?"

Mayra nodded back.

"Continue?" The teenager raised one eyebrow.

"Thank you."

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Pass revision 16 June 2021