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After picking up his bike at Ricky's workshop, Fiki finally arrives at Ananta's family residence.
Fiki immediately climbed the stairs and entered his room.
"Just home?" asked Shandy who was lying on his sister's bed.
"Why is Lo bang in my room?!" cynical Fiki.
"The story is back! answer napa first!"
"Yes. It was taking the bike first in the workshop, it was late," replied Fiki with a lethargic face.
"Oh," Shandy replied briefly while playing his phone.
"Well, is that doang?! Yeudah out napa bang! I'm tired of taking a break!" Fiki Sarkas.
"Have been upset, just the usual time!" shandy Sewot.
"Lagian Lo already has his own room doing the lying in someone's room!"
Shandy walks out while sneaking. Fiki who was furious immediately closed the door of his room and rushed to clean himself before laying down on his kapuk island.
After cleaning himself up, Fiki opened his bag and picked up the flyer he got from his principal this morning.
The pamphlet contains some extracurriculars that are in the school. The principal requires him to follow one or more existing extracurriculars.
Fiki opened layer after layer of pamphlets given to him. There are many types of extracurriculars that exist, such as basketball, volleyball, futsal, karate, Scout, Paskibraka, dance, sound art, PMR, and many more.
Actually Fiki is interested in all that. So many choices, Fiki to be confused must choose which one. Finally, he decided to ask his new friend.
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^^^Assalamualaikum, Fajri^^^
Fortunately when in the workshop earlier they had exchanged numbers to facilitate communication.
Fajri
Waallaikumussalam´s chat. Why Fik?
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^^^You need nanya nih. Lo at school with what excrement?^^^
Fajri
I play basketball with sound art
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^^^Yes deng, forgot me. Captain of the basketball team, wkwkwk^^
Fajri
Why do you nanya?
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^^^Gue is confused about what to participate in exkul?^^^
Fajri
Yes Lo choose only according to your interests and talents.
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^^^Gue likes music. Keep time in my old school, often participate in music events.^^^
Fajri
Yes, I have participated in the art of sound!
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^^^OK. But speaking of voice art, are we the only guys?^^^
Fajri
No hell. There's my temen 1 again. IPA Child 1
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While in other places, there are 2 girls who are busy chatting while eating snacks.
"Eh Ras, Lo was busy, huh? Sampek did not take lessons at all" asked Tika.
"Yes. Our school's dies natalis is soon. So much to be done."
"Ooh. Btw there was a new kid in our class."
"Is she? Who?" ask Laras enthusiastically.
"The name is Fiki."
"What's? So he's my same class?" lirih Laras could not believe it.
"What?" tika asked who was not clear with the words of Laras because it was too slow.
"Ehm eng__no," Nervous Baras while scratching his hair.
Drttts
Voice notification phone Laras. There was a message from an unknown number.
+62....
P
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^^^Pa pe pa!! A pentol?!^^^
^^^Not very polite!^^^
^^^Who the hell?!^^^
+62....
Wehee sans dong!
Calm
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^^^Basi!^^^
^^^Who the hell?!^^^
+62....
Wikis
One word made Laras' eyes glare in disbelief. The person he had just been haluin, suddenly chided him first.
"Av!! What's woyy for!!!" the scream that surprised Tika.
"Ishh, what the hell is Race! Ngagetin is Lo!" tika complains while clutching her ear.
The releasing barrel instantly silenced his own mouth. Shaking his head.
"Hehe, sorry for the release. There is nothing" two fingers greeting.
"There is no. Actually there is nothing Cantika____" Laras pinched his friend's anxiety.
It seems that Laras is not telling him. Tika should just resign, free as well if Laras does not want to answer.
Stanchions
Notifications were heard again, making Laras focus on his smartphone again.
+62....
Lo Laras right? Vice chairman of OSIS?
the message again distracted Laras, and made Tika's question again get no answer.
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+62....
Want it!
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^^^Btw You know my number from whom?^^^
+62....
From Fajri
Yes___ when Fiki was replying to Fajri a few moments ago. He asked for the number of people he could contact to register for the exkul. Because Fajri did not have the number of the Ketos he also gave the number Waketos.
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^^Oh Fajri.^^^
+62....
Hmm
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^^^O yes what do you want?^^^
+62....
I want a list of exulses of sound art. Who does the list go to?
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^^^Oh that. Straight to Mr. Fendi, he happened to be the builder.^^^
+62....
Which one is it? I am a new student.
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^^^Gini aja, tomorrow I anterin. How's it?^^^
+62....
Yaudah
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After ending the message from Fiki, Laras even grinned to make Tika wonder, who made her best friend like crazy.
"Heh, why Lo?" tanya Tika nudged Laras arm.
Instead of answering, Laras even grinned while continuing to smile. This made Tika even more afraid. Is your best friend okay?
"God! Conscious Race! why Lo?" panic Tika.
"Sir, I'm going home first. Byee see you tomorrow!" hugged it to Tika.
Tika just gawked at the strangeness of her best friend while making her mind up, why does she have such a friend. But whatever the Laras, he's the only one who's in frequency with Tika.
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Dinner today, Bu Ani cooks meat rendang for the Ananta family as an antidote to homesickness.
The clangs of spoons and plates clashed against each other, sounding like the rhythm of a song.
"Where is the first day of school?" ask Mr. Ananta on Fiki.
O yes, today his father Fiki can still join dinner together because his service is still tomorrow after tomorrow.
"Alhamdulillah smoothly pa," replied Fiki while chewing his food.
"What information is there?" ask Ananta again.
"There's no one. But I was told to choose exculc."
"Ehmm Papa's advice, you should join Paskibraka! It will train you mentally and physically. You have to be a TNI!" urged Mr. Ananta.
"Pa___," said Bu Ani while holding her husband's hand. His eyes seemed to signal not to discuss the matter.
Fiki's face suddenly turned grim. He who previously enjoyed eating the cuisine of his beloved mother, immediately no longer tasteful.
Shandy looked at his brother, as if he felt the sadness he was experiencing.
Yes___ one word that can describe the atmosphere tonight, namely disappointed. Disappointed at not being able to meet the expectations of the father.
Fiki's body posture is close to perfect, if you become a soldier of the country. But who would have thought, the history of asthma he suffered had prevented him from realizing the dream.
Actually it was not Fiki's dream, but his father's dream. If I'm honest, Fiki wants to be a musician. The talent he has in the field of music art is not kidding. In addition to having a beautiful voice, Fiki is also an expert in playing musical instruments such as piano and guitar.
Every child has their own advantages and disadvantages. Have different talents and abilities. Ananta should understand that.
"Sorry Fiki pa, for not being able to meet papa's expectations. But Fiki will try to make papa and mama proud through other things," said Fiki full of earnestness.
Mr. Ananta closed his eyes trying to contain his anger.
"What other things?" slow but firm and full of emphasis.
"Music," replied Fiki carefully.
BRAAKKK
Mr. Ananta ripped through the dining table and stood up. A furious rage was clearly on his face. Without a word, he walked away.
Fiki, who had thought that this would happen, could only bow while holding back her tears from falling.
Ani who could not bear to see her youngest child immediately hugged Fiki warmly, hoping to give her peace.
"Fiki___ papa's actions do not need to be entered into the heart, son. Believe in the abilities of Fiki! As long as it's good, my mom will support it. Spirit darling!! Don't give up!," a warm kiss lands on Fiki's temple.
"Yes Fik. Pursue what is your dream! I'm the same mom will always support Lo!" shandy then patted Fiki on the shoulder. Hoping to channel the spirit to his beloved sister.
"Maybe now you can't accept all this. You should be able to prove it to papa if you can be an extraordinary figure version of you!!" the spirit of the greatest motivator in Fiki's life.
"Thank you ma, bang for always supporting Fiki," said Fiki with a haru look.
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