Try my Love
Chapter 37's

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The bell rang with cheers from the students. Scattered towards the place of the hungry seamstress after hours of forged subject matter. Instantly the most crowded place in the school during the break, filled with queues that snaked up to several meters.

While waiting to order food, they watch guys in the middle of the court playing futsal or basketball.

"Not looking for Jri?" tanya Gilang who is now walking hand in hand with Fajri to the canteen.

But while passing the field, Fajri said that he was not hungry yet and would train briefly with his team mates for O2SN preparation. Gilang decided to go first to the cafeteria.

To be honest, Fajri prefers to practice in the afternoon after school. The atmosphere is quieter than during school hours. Moreover, this is a break, it is clear that the field area close to the canteen will be very crowded by students passing by.

Many eyes will see it. It is not the intention of the heart to be overconfident, but it is a fact. There were many screams from the girls for him. Either the scream of encouragement or even the scream of admiration for the face and talent of the basketball captain SMAPSA.

Elsewhere, Zweitson walked down the classroom corridor. The plan is during the break, he will go to the music studio to meet with Mr. Fendy, discuss the preparation of FLS2N which will be held soon.

When the door opened, the melody from the piano greeted him. Zweitson was stunned for a moment. Slowly his feet stepped in to see who was playing the instrument.

"Molly!" zweitson said making the owner of the name turn towards him.

"Eh-son. Hi," replied Fiki kindly with the corner of her lips raised.

"Tumben is here. Why?" tanya Zweitson approached Fiki.

"Guein..."

Fiki had not finished his sentence, Zweitson immediately guessed what his friend would say.

"Oh! I know!" squeak Zweitson. "Lo would also want to consult with Mr. Fendy to prepare FLS2N right?" point it at Fiki.

"Soyal yesterday Mr. Fendy also told me, if Lo also participated in FLS2N solo singer category. Aren't you?" Zweitson chuckled proudly. Thought that his guess must be true.

Maybe that's what Zweitson said. But soon it won't be the truth.

"Lo's with Son too?" Fiki asked back.

Zweitson nodded steadily, "Yoi. Category Guitar solo but."

"Wahh steady-" Fiki invites tos Zweitson. "Spirit son!"

"definitely. You are also Fik!"

With a heavy fiki sighed. "But Son, I'm..."

Suddenly there was the sound of someone's footsteps that made Fiki reluctant to continue his speech. And made the two teenage boys look at the figure who had just appeared in their midst.

"Assalamualaik."

"Waallaikumussalam," replied Fiki and Zweitson compact.

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For about 15 minutes Fajri played with his basketball. Suddenly a man came and shouted his name from the edge of the field.

"Sir Fajri! Sis!" shouted the underclassman while waving his hands.

Hearing that shout of course made Fajri turn his head. When their gazes met, the man asked Fajri to approach him using a hand gesture.

A few seconds Fajri fell silent and looked at the guy with the corner of his eyebrows raised. He didn't know the guy, and suddenly he called himself. Is anything important? inner Fajri.

"Sir Fajri!" call that guy again. Made Fajri finally walk towards him after waving at his teammate.

"What's wrong?" asked Fajri while wiping the sweat on his forehead with the back of his hand.

"That's Brother I was asked to call brother to the BK room," explained the younger brother.

Of course, the dialogue between Fajri and Adkel guy was not separated from the gaze of dozens of pairs of eyes in all directions. Even though they all did not hear what the dialogue was, they still whispered to each other. Tell me what Fajri and Adkel are talking about.

'uh? To the BK room? Feelings, I have no problem, ' Inner Fajri.

"Yes yes, brother. Excuse me," said the man in front of Fajri who seems uncomfortable getting attention from many people.

"Eh-wait!" prevent Fajri from making the guy stop his steps and turn towards Fajri.

"Why am I called?" ask Fajri.

Quickly the guy shook his head. "If that is not what I know, brother. I was just told to call my brother."

"Oh jaudah. Thank you," said Fajri smiling.

"Yes, brother of the same."

Before going to the BK room, Fajri said goodbye to his basketball team friends. "Guys I hope! There is business" he said with a slight shout.

"OK bro!" reply Syaharya while giving her thumb.

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"Why Fiki?" Mr. Fendy asks why Fiki resigned from FLS2N.

There was a hint of disappointment in his eyes. Although not explicitly saying it, but it is clear that Mr. Fendy regretted it. Obviously Fiki has an amazing talent, so why not develop it.

"Sorry sir before. But this is an order from my Papa. And I can't deny it" explained Fiki with his head bowed.

Zweitson, who had been listening to the conversation, also felt a little surprised and imagined it. Although he only knew Fiki for a short time, but he knew that later Fiki would become an extraordinary musician if the talent he had continued to be honed.

"Why won't your Papa allow it?" ask Mr. Fendy.

"Sorry sir, I don't know why either. I'm sorry."

Fiki stood up and decided to leave the room. Leaving a great disappointment there. Without anyone knowing, he was the most disappointed.

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Fajri immediately knocked on the door and said his greetings before entering the room. Mr. Hardi who was his counseling teacher smiled at Fajri and told him to immediately sit next to someone who was also in front of Mr. Hardi.

As Fajri got closer to someone in front of Pak Hardi, he turned to look at Fajri while smiling.

At that time Fajri's memory of his past returned to spin like a scary horror film. His eyes faded and suddenly felt burning.

"Fajri, here's my son!" said the person kindly while patting the chair beside him. Not forgetting the smile still on his lips.

Hearing that, Fajri felt even more fed up. With her eyebrows raised, she slowly walked backwards.

"You?" he said he didn't believe.

"What are you doing here?!" asked Fajri with breath up and down.

"Fajri! That's a little polite! Come sit!" mr. Hardi's orders.

"Wait Fajri! I'm here for-"

"Stop!" fajri looked back. "Don't call yourself a Dad! Because you don't deserve to be a father at all" Fajri pressed down on each word with teary eyes.

"Fajri! Don't be so rude to you!" snapped at someone claiming to be Fajri's father. Not to be surprised by the clash, Fajri only replied by lifting one corner of his lips.

"Definitely Ricky is not the one who taught you to be so insolent like this?!" said the man in a high tone.

"What?" Fajri shook his head. "You don't carelessly talk yes," concluded Fajri.

"Ah, that's Fajri. Stupid time with that Ricky. Now I beg you to cry out to Daddy. There's something I want to talk to you about" he said expectantly.

"On what? I'm not at all interested in anything you want to talk about." Fajri glanced towards the person with a flat face.

"Fajri! Sit down first" interrupted Mr. Hardi.

"Sorry Sir. But soon the bell came in, and I had to go back to class. So I'm sorry" Fajri's final came straight out of the room. The call from Mr. Hardi and the person who called himself the father of Fajri was not discussed.

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Right after dusk sank and the sun changed the moon, Shandy and his friends were now in a shopping place. Climb each cubic floor to find what you want to buy.

Shandy walked ahead followed by Ricky, Farhan, Gilang, and Fajri. They finally agreed to go on a Sunday night in search of Fiki's birthday present.

Shandy who was walking the front one suddenly interjected after about ten minutes of walking. "That's the place!" point at Shandy who made them all turn their heads and rush towards one of the shops selling various musical instruments.

They all immediately went in and chose the guitar that was displayed there.

"Lo find out what model Shan is?" asked Farhan who was looking at some guitar models there.

Shandy, who did the same thing, said, "Just the same Fiki guitar."

"Why is it the same as the old Fiki guitar?" cirrup Cross.

Shandy instantly fell silent and swallowed his own saliva. "Yes.no, just want to buy the same thing," replied Shandy trying as easy as possible. He did not want to tell the truth for fear that Fajri would feel guilty later.

"If possible advice Bang. Mending buy a different model so that Fiki is not bored," refuted Fajri.

Shandy was just silent, confused to deny what else. Fortunately, Farhan interrupted immediately, "Udah deh Lo both do not need to be chatty! Who wants to buy Shandy, it's up to him."

"Yes yes" replied Fajri.

"What is the old guitar model like Shan?" ask Ricky then.

"It's not really a bang?" fajri said suddenly while pointing at a guitar at the front end.

Shandy. "Well, that is!" irascible.

After finishing buying gifts for Fiki and treating some of his friends, Shandy immediately went home.

I don't know if Shandy wants to treat 4 people at once. Though he has a frugal nature which in a narrow sense is interpreted by people around him as stingy.

When he arrived home, Shandy was immediately greeted by his bontot brother who was studying in front of a lit TV while accompanied by several jars of snacks whose contents were half-living.

"Where's Lo Bang from? The clock just came home," asked Fiki sewot with the face water in a mouth-watering.

Shandy raised one of his eyebrows. "No need to cosplay. I'm going upstairs." He also continued his steps.

"Bang Shan's! I just want to. Answer dong, where are you from?" urged Fiki, because from now on Shandy was not at home and did not answer the message.

"Definitely out of sightseeing huh?" fiki continued with a probing look.

"No need to go to Fik!" Shandy rubbed his face.

Fortunately, he thought about leaving Fiki's birthday gift at Ricky's house. If not for sure, the surprise has failed.

"Yes, it must be. Lecture Lo has been running since this afternoon. How come we just got home? It's gotta be out of the way, isn't it?"

"Dating ya Lo bang?" accuse Fiki in a loud voice.

"Hustt! Ngawur. I'm going the same way with my friends."

"Ishh doesn't take a ride. Go home no more food, '" protested Fiki.

"Et is a boy. Why also make Lo! You have plenty of food ahead, "greget Shandy.

"Yes different Bang food from outside the same from home," said Fiki with a sad tone.

"Au ah's. I'm going to go to the room first. Sono continued to learn!" said Shandy who immediately sauntered away.

"Yes!" reply Fiki ketus.

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This afternoon after the lesson time was over, the students who wanted to take the school-level OSN selection gathered in the SMAPSA Hall to take the writing test.

All the participants are ready in their respective places. Likewise with Fiki, Cantika, and Laras who now sit next to each other because they choose the same maple, namely geography.

"Said Tika Lo did not join Fik," said Laras.

"Yes originally. But now I've changed my mind."

"Oh I know why," Barrel-beard. "It's because there's Tika, right?" continued.

Cantika who heard his name was called immediately looked towards Laras with an interrogating face.

"No" answered Fiki briefly.

Shortly thereafter, Ms. Ifa as the OSN supervisor voiced using microfone. "Assalamualaikum, children all!"

"Waallaikumussalam, Ma!" answer them in unison.

"Thank you for your participation. I'm sure you're great kids and achievers" and a few other welcome lines Ms. Ifa said.

Until the time when the questions sheet is distributed and the time of work began.

"Happy doing it all! Don't forget to pray first. Do your best and Good luck!" encouraging and motivational remarks from Ms. Ifa became a sign of the start of the test work.

All participants focused on working on these questions and hoped that the next day, their names would be stuck in the Mading school as participants who qualified to participate in the science Olympiad at the district level representing the beloved school.

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