The Young Married
02

"Hi, Na!"

Fatih gave her annoying grin, making Ghina then throw her face.

“Wah, you changed hairstyle Fath?” asked Sella who was secretly paying attention to Fatih's different appearance today. Her hair, which used to close her forehead, is now allowed to go up. Shows the yellow heel. Ghina and Renata took a quick look.

“Iya dong's. How's it? More handsome ‘kan?” Fatih said confidently.

“Here is not a place to show off good looks. But to do the job.” The interruption from Ghina made Fatih look at him.

“Ghina's all-girls ngakuin my good looks," her god

“Yes you are very handsome indeed Fath. With your new hairstyle, can-can adek class klepek-klepek,” Fatih greeting responded Sella with a sparkling gaze.

“Haha, you are also now again klepek-klepek ‘kan same me? But sorry Cell, we're just classmates no more.” Fatih shook her hands in front. Ghina, who had been holding back her anger, kicked down the table. All the students who had been noisy and talking were silent. Miss Ingrid who was busy with her phone while smiling herself also fell silent. Then look at one of the groups at the very end.

“What’s wrong guys?” tanyakanya. Miss Ingrid always calls her students with ‘guys’. He said to be more relaxed and close to his students.

“Not Miss, that’s okay. Just, we just litle discussions and felt greget,” replied Ghina with a grimacing smile.

“Oh, you’re so fighting guys. Stay calm.”

“Yes Miss.”

“Fatih, once again you talk is not important. I got you into one-time dialogue doang!” Ghina threatened, while Fatih just shook his shoulders unconcernedly.

“Udah Na.” Renata tries to stop Ghina's anger. Her shoulders went up and down and Rena just patted her softly. While Sella just stared at Ghina less like.

“Udahlah, if you want to cepet. Yes immediately done, do not just say,” ketus Sella who was presented with a flat gaze from Ghina.

After they finished discussing about the dialogue that they will demonstrate in front of the class, finally arrived at thrilling moments. One-on-one each group was called randomly by Miss Ingrid. Some groups have been prancing slowly with puffed-up chests, showing other groups that they have memorized the script they have designed.

While the Ghina group, still revolved in the making of the script because several times Ghina revisions, according to him there are still many wrong and inaccurate dialogue.

“Jeez, sprawl Na. You do not need to be too perfection, make tired aja.” Sella sighed violently because she felt she wanted to immediately end the prolonged discussion.

“Agree! Mending directly practice aja.” Fatih commented.

“In the meantime, still in check,” Ghina said, her eyes not turning from a piece of paper that already contained scribbles of the script.

“His power is Na.” Renata interrupted as well. Want to finish soon.

“This is really using ed because of past tense. It also uses tobe am because of the present. Yes, I read from before. It fits all.” Fatih spoke again with her hands pointing at the paper in Ghina's hands, her head slightly tilted as she sat right next to Ghina despite taking some distance.

“Iya knows. Come immediately prekek.”

“Team six!” the strangulation of Miss Ingrid made Ghina, Renata, Sella and Fatih stand up. They walked forward and stood facing the other disciples. With the English-language dialogue they have made it finally is not in vain. They say it smoothly without stumbling.

“Applause for team six!” miss Ingrid exclaimed in a boisterous class atmosphere with claps of hands.

“Life Fatih!” sound Riki –close friend Fatih-missing.

“Riki, next time please correct your speech," said Miss Ingrid.

Riki who had raised a gleeful fist while looking at Fatih just scowled. Among his many friends, it is only he who is less fluent and certainly laid out in the pronunciation of English dialogue.

“Yes Miss,” is down and back.

Entering the break hours, as it has become a habit. Ghina and Renata went to the toilet to complete their urination.

"Practice is best when it's in class." Renata started talking. "Not to lose group with him," he said again.

Ghina turned her head in surprise, "Now you're part of her admirer?" Ghina smiled next to her, "Ck, canned also turns out."

"Eh, who says I'm not impressed. I salute him, but yes not rich other girls or a younger class who chases his love," Renata failed to accept.

"If she loves you? shoot you? wanna?" taunting Ghina. Renata.

"Well, aren't we committed to not dating?" Renata again wants Ghina that she has really changed, unlike the old days, from admiring many guys and fantasizing about being their girlfriend.

"Well, nice dong. Don't praise him in front of me."

"Have you been jealous?"

"Not so, why too."

"Ck, be at peace with Fatih. He's enjoying it in my opinion. As long as we're in class, I've seen him all right. Yes, even though it's nyebelin."

"I don't hate enemies."

"The fact is that."

"That's because of the cigarette. It's the past."

"The one you accidentally bumped into after coming from the back cafeteria, kept his uniform from getting your drink. That's a problem too?"

"Anyone is more. Small problems in the big." Ghina snorted, "Yes I should have apologized back then. But yes, it is."

"Well, isn't it nyesel? finally have to keep dealing with him." Renata grinned.

"It happened." Ghina shook her shoulders.

After glazing for about five minutes, alternating of course. Ghina and Renata went to the cafeteria at the back of their class. Although behind the TAB class there is also, closer than their current position. However, they do not want to. Especially Ghina, because she knows the canteen there Fatih subscription. Why does he know? because every time he wants to eat a menu that is not in the canteen Pak Suryo and choose to the canteen Pak Mamat - subscription Fatih-Ghina certainly find Fatih and Riki of course there.

"Want to eat noodles?" asked Renata who was about to order the fried noodles. They are now sitting in long chairs facing a long table.

"I'm a fry" pointed Ghina at the tray in front of her. There are bakwan, know the contents and mendoan. Still steaming. It was deliberately provided directly at the table by Mr. Suryo, so that students who come to his cafeteria are easier to take fried snacks. Of course, he also wants the school community to be honest, paying according to the amount he eats. So, he knew only a few students who were secretly dishonest. Though rare.

"OKAY. Bu Mie fried one, iced tea one," Renata told his wife Mr. Suryo. "Drink iced tea, ma'am, Na what do you want to drink?" ask Renata.

"Es tea too.

"Two ma'am's tea." The canteen mother nodded with a smile.

"Where is Mr Suryo Bu?" ask Renata. Cower, for not seeing the old man.

"To pick up a banana, run out."

"Oh." Renata. "Well, where were the male employees yesterday?" tanyakanya.

"He's not here every day. When not busy," said Mari's mother. "Why nyariin? I'll say it later."

"Huh? don't-don't. I just asked doang." Renata scratched his veil and grinned and then sat down next to Ghina again.

"You miss that guy's employee?" asked Ghina while plucking.

"What the hell, not ah." Renata.

"It is difficult if people are easily amazed mah," commented Ghina.

Ghina laughed, "alesan," he said.

After Fried Noodles and iced tea. Renata ate it, as well as Ghina who had spent two mendoans and one fried banana. They were still chatting until suddenly came the song gang - according to Renata - and of course he was very unhappy.

"Crazy, she's so perfect. He who the hell do not want to group the same as Jenius Fatih." Sella's voice was loud sitting with Fitri and Melani.

"Doang's partnership." Fitri commented. Ghina stopped her eating. He knows who they are.

Renata just shook his head, "If I don't eat anymore, I'm their sweet-talk."

"Order what guys?" ask Sella.

"I'm Mie soto banjar" Fitri said as he lifted his leg.

"I eat fruit sweets. Diets." Diets." Melani walked towards the table where there were already some fruit sweets wrapped in plastic.

Sella walks past Ghina and Renata who focus on eating. "God, how could Inspiration like him."

You can still hear Ghina. Ghina, however, remained unscrupulous. Lazy.

After Sella's order and the comrades were presented, they continued chatting.

"Keep fitting make a really old script again. Corrections repeatedly. The dialogue is very light. Gosh."

"Huh? masa'?" Fitri is enthusiastic. Just wanted to mock. "I'm not exactly worried about him."

"Yes, even though the dialogue must only have the same past tense present. Hadeh was severe," sneered Sella with her eyes twitching towards Ghina.

"The style of times in front of Fatih," said Fitri.

While the woman named Melani looks lazy to hoard and only focus on the mango fruit that has been made into sweets.

"Caper that?"

"Perhaps."

Renata patted the table. "Oi Na, my ears hurt a lot here. Are you done eating it? Yuk go!" take Renata, then walk to Mari's mother, pay her food bill and also Ghina.

"Basic lamtur girls," he said before actually leaving.

"That's so much about them" Renata said.

"Udahlah, I'm dealing too," said Ghina and they returned to class.

Until the subjects were over, Renata said she would go home first, because she would pick up her mother at the market. So that he could not accompany Ghina picket.

"I'm sorry Na, my mom sells until late afternoon."

"Yes not papa. This week, I'm helping you sell again."

"But Na."

"Nothing but-but."

Renata nodded resignedly, Ghina is stubborn indeed. He shook his friend and left.

Ghina indeed prefers to work on her picket in the afternoon, because tomorrow if she is late, her heart will be relieved because it has fulfilled the obligation.

The task of the picket does look trivial, but according to the girl it is not. Because it is an educational value that is indirectly applied by the school to each student. That way, students and students can learn to be responsible for their duties. If accustomed since school, then after continuing to the next level and the task is certainly greater, it will be easy to run it.

In addition, Ghina also avoided pickets with Fatih. He's on a team with Fatih. Ghina got up from her seat, all of her classmates had gone home. As he was about to take the broom back, he was surprised to find someone still sitting casually in his chair.

“Why are you still here? Don't tell me you still want to learn Fath?” ask Gbina berkaya to him who is still faithful looking at something downstairs there.

As if you know the habits of Fatih who was very keen to learn for the subjects he loved, Mathematics. Yes, if Mister Arif started to give materials, he always actively asked, often even making the male teacher dizzy himself because of Fatih's question. Although Mathematics contains formulas, but still, difficulties in applying formulas or finding the right formula must exist. But, Fatih is like his master. Always advance in the front guard.

“What cares about you? Ah yes, still not satisfied with the gift?” her index finger was pointing at Ghina's lips that were sniffing in annoyance. Dealing with Fatih will only be a boomerang in his life.

“Yes, I don't want to talk. Obviously, I want a picket. Tomorrow is our team schedule. If I'm late, I picketed first. So you step aside, please get out of class. I want to sweep under your chair.”

Ghina took a broom and began to sweep away the dust on the floor.

“Like me dong.”

Ghina was getting upset with him. Then sweep it roughly under Fatih's chair. "From the bengong, mending join the picket," Ghina quipped. Fatih who looked at the window turned her head towards Ghina, her eyebrows raised next to her.

“If you still like to interfere. I won't stop acting like this this morning again. Don't be a brave girl. If you're sick, I won't take responsibility.” He said in a cold and piercing tone.

“For as long as I see the ugliness. I'll keep my voice open. I don't care about your threats. Fath, you're Kyai's son, why are you behaving so badly. What the hell do you want?”

Fatih looked at Ghina sharply. His mouth is still faithfully chewing gum.

Ghina did not care, she continued her activities. They were only silent until Ghina had swept across the front porch of the classroom.

Fatih was already wearing her backpack preparing to go home.

He looked towards Ghina who was standing at the door.

"Hard-headed," Fatih sneered which made Ghina look at him annoyed.

"Revelation!"

Suddenly Fatih locked Ghina in front of the closed door. Ghina's body was hit.

Fatih's face was even very close to Ghina's.

A voice sounded again. Fatih is getting closer. Ghina was also surprised, she saw two balls rolling around.

“Aaa, astagfirullah.” Ghina shouted, then pushed Fatih's body with a broom. Fatih gasped while holding her stomach.

“I accidentally,” he said as he moved away a few steps. Then look to the right and left.

Ghina tidied up her uniform, not sparing from watching Fatih's hand holding onto her shoulder.

Fatih looked towards the second floor, where the TKR classroom was located.

“Argh. God fucking. Who cheats gini. Just be careful if the person is.”

NB.

TAB: Heavy Equipment Engineering

TKJ: Computer Network Engineering

TKR: Light Vehicle Engineering