TWILIGHT
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“Senja, later break to the secretariat right?” tanya Dian who became the only friend of Dusk in this class who followed the extracurricular pencak silat.

Dusk. “Iya..” replied Dusk with his trademark smile.

“With ya...”

“OK,” reply Dusk.

Now the lesson was in progress, so Dian could not linger chatting with Dusk.

“You sure you want to be with Dian?” ask Ifa at Dusk amid their busy work on the task.

Dusk nodded.

“Kak Arga did not pick you up?”

Dusk put down his pen and looked at Ifa. But not long because he immediately returned to focus with the paper in front of him. “Entahlah..”.

“You are that..?”

“What the hell is it? Already, chepet your job?” Dusk tried to expel Arga from his mind, the article until now he has not had any contact at all. Who reported that today the prospective new members gathered were not Arga but Angga. Last met home from school yesterday and until now there has been no communication at all. I also hope you pick me up and we can walk together to Mas secretariat.

The break bell rings. After drinking water from a bottle that he brought from home, Dusk walked to the pencak silat sekertariat with fraternal jargon symbolizing the lotus flower with Dian. Dian is a classmate of Twilight who at the entrance selection is on the first order with almost perfect value. But for some reason during the 3 months running, his achievements are increasingly sinking even not included in the ranks of students whose achievements are taken into account.

“Your parents ngizinin you are in this?” ask Dian.

Dusk nodded. “If not authorized where I might be able to register, right on the registration form should there be a parent's consent signature.”

“Oh yes..” Dian scratched his head covered in a blue hat typical of Junior High School children. Make no mistake, this Dian is a boy. Skinny body with a height only as early as Dusk.

“Still quiet...” murmured Dusk as they almost arrived at the sekertariat.

“We wait in the mosque portico aja what directly in?” ask Dian.

“Directly enter only time yes, the door is already open..” propose Dusk.

The two eventually entered the secretariat.

“Assalamualaikum..” said Dian and Dusk on the doorstep. There is already Angga who is preparing a list of present and Arga who seems busy with various files behind decent computers.

“Wa’alaikum salam.” Serempak Angga with all who were there.

Arga had glanced at the arrival of Dusk, but he was again busy with his own activities.

A little disappointed with Arga's sudden change, but Dusk tries to convince himself that he's not here for Arga alone.

“This contents first yes Dik..” Angga presents the present list to Dusk and Dian.

Dian who happened to be closer to Angga immediately received the paper. “Thanks Mas.”

“Sama-sama...” Angga replied kindly.

Dian immediately filled out the identity according to the existing column then immediately handed it to Dusk. After Dusk finished filling, he immediately gave the paper to the other prospective members next to him. So on until 15 minutes passed and the originally quiet room felt full.

Arga swept his gaze at everyone who was there. His gaze paused for a moment at Dusk but passed him without greeting. Dusk realized that, but he did not dare to say anything else to protest at him.

“We go to the field, all warm up..” Arga walked out without waiting for approval from anyone, because at this time he is the one who made the decision.

All rise up following Arga including Dusk. They sit in a circle on the north field, because the south one is being used to play ball.

“Alright, asalamualaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh.” Arga greet all who are there. He sat cross-legged to the west with the ranks of administrators who can be present at this moment.

“Waalaikum greetings warahmatulli wabarakatuh.” unison all those there.

“Do I need to introduce myself?” arga asked after his greeting was answered by all who were there.

“Need Brother,” replied a prospective female member who when viewed from her bet she was already class VIII.

“My name is Arga, I am the chairman of this organization. First, here the call for a confirmed member is Mas and Mbak, while for an unconfirmed member will be called Dik regardless of your age. Understand?”

“Understanding..!”

“Craternity greetings.” Arga cupped his hands in front of his chest.

“Craternity greetings,” answered some people there with hands cupped to the chest like Arga did.

Arga smiled at the prospective new members who were still confused by the tradition in his organization. “So if anyone says brotherly greetings, he replied brotherly greetings also yes.” bright Arga complete with hands cupped in the chest.

“Iya Brother..”

Back Arga smiled, “Once again I remind, call him Mas yes.”.

Dusk can only snort. Why smile with a rich smile? Dusk growled in his heart because now Arga appeared several times smiling when he never once greeted him.

“The first exercise insya’allah we carry out this week. Schedule our exercise three times a week. During this exercise is done at night unless there is a special event will be done in the morning until it is finished. Because this year Alhamdulillah there are prospective princess members, for practice agreed how? What on the part of the parents there are who give special conditions. If there is, as much as possible we will condition.”

“I follow Mas, the important Mas-masnya there is a nganterin if the night comes home.”

There was a sense of displeasure in the heart of Dusk when this upperclassman returned to communication with Arga. The one who just spoke up was Asti. Dusk glimpsed his name as he filled out the present list earlier.

Arga swept his gaze at the prospective princess participants. Because of the 6 registrants, there were only 4 present and that included Dusk. Twilight, why are you silent? Inner Arga upon seeing Dusk lowered without a sound.

“Alright, how about we decide the exercises are done every Tuesday and Thursday after school. For the third day delicious saturday afternoon during excursion hours or Sunday morning?”

“Saturday Mas, Sunday so you can go for a walk.” Back Asti voiced. It seems like his intentions once attracted Arga's attention.

Arga sighed. I don't know why he felt anxious when Dusk didn't make a sound. There's no way I'm asking him directly. However, I cannot show my closeness to him. I was afraid that later I would be thought to be picky in training. Arga was silent for a moment. He had to quickly twist his brain to find a way to question Dusk.

The idea arose when Arga saw the present list that Angga now holds. “Angga, can borrow the attendance list.”

Without answering, Angga immediately handed over what Arga asked for. “Asti Widia, Yunia Arsita, Rahma Dina.

“Ya Mas...” answered the three while raising their hands.

“Your homes are here right?”

“Iya Mas...” the three again simultaneously replied.

“So no problem right for schedule?”

“No Mas..” answer all three.

“The last Light of Dusk..”.

Feeling his name being called, Dusk slowly raised his face. “Iya Mas..”

Tito who was also there nudged Indra's shoulder who happened to be sitting next to him. “Kalem really play Arga, so far I salute him,” tidied Tito near the ears of Indra.

Indra just nodded and came back to pay attention to Arga.

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