US: The Irreconcilable Story
Chapter 8 Sebangsa SMA Jakarta

“ Excuse me, this is pregnant. Masnya can stand just no, because pity Mbaknya look tired really standing from earlier.“ I said to a man, who carries a briefcase in his lap.

The man only looked at me for a moment and then turned his face away again, as if he had not heard what I had told him.

“ Sorry Mas, pity Mbaknya him again.”.

I wasn't done talking but the man cut my words while glaring at me and looking at the pregnant Mbak with a cynical look.

“ Therefore, if you are pregnant again do not go out of the house dong... ngerepotin only usually!” sniff the man, without moving a bit.

I let out a sigh of annoyance, upon hearing the man's words.

“ Sorry yes Mas, if you do not want to give the chair yes gapapa but do not yell at people also times! But what eyes don't have? It was clear on the glass busway that the seat is prioritized for pregnant women, Masnya can not read or how?!” I could no longer control myself, to remain polite to the man after his words about the pregnant Mother.

“ Little kids teach parents, how dare you?!” he snapped, once more.

“ Oh yes obviously I dare, if his parents like Mas why should I be afraid?! If you do not want to be in the same ingetin younger, yes you should know yourself dong as an older person, setting a good example for small children like me.” concluded me, I concluded, looking seriously at the man's face.

The man squinted his eyes at me, he looked very annoyed at me. He got up and pointed his fist at my face but was stopped by the hand of a man behind me.

“ Khenzie!” I cried, so turning around to look back, that I knew that the hand holding the man's hand was Khenzie's.

Khenzie and I used to ride the same busway, but this time I don't know when Khenzie was on the busway, I looked out at the bus stop where Khenzie usually waits just now.

“ Mas don't be rude yes same woman!” khenzie firmly, brushed off the man's hand violently.

The man looked at us with an irritated look, he smiled grinning.

“ Seats are prioritized for the elderly, pregnant women, disabled, carrying toddlers yes. Please understand.” Mr. Pinta, the busway driver, without looking back because he had to focus on driving, he only saw the atmosphere in the busway from the glass above his head.

I smiled at the man, as if I was playing a match.

“ Was by yourself, right, Mom? Not I doang loh who said but Mr. the driver is also.” I said, smiling thinly.

The man shifted from his seat and walked to the back, I asked the pregnant mother to sit down.

“ Thanks yes.” He said, after getting a seat.

“ Together, Mbak .” Reply, smile.

“ Lo gapapa right, Syan? “ ask Khenzie, make sure I am.

“ Gapapa, i’m ok.” I replied, assuring Khenzie that I was okay.

At the next stop we got off, SMAN Sebangsa Jakarta is quite close to the busway stop, we only need to walk about 100 M from the stop.

“ Syan, later physics study together ya.” Take Khenzie, take a glance at me who is walking beside her.

“ Any tasks?” my question, curious.

“Yes, because Mr. Burhan did not come today and of course he left the usual task.”

“ Yes class president, always know better.... by the way, Mr. Burhan did not come why?”.

“ Ordinary, again managing his wedding event .” Answer Khenzie.

I nodded my head, understanding. When we got close to the school fence, we suddenly saw Mr. Dimas was about to close the school fence.

We ran to get in first before the fence was locked by Mr. Dimas, Mr. Dimas counted down from 10 to close the school fence and of course Mr. Dimas would not forgive his late student.

Khenzie and I made it over the fence when Mr. Dimas counted on the 2nd count, Khenzie and I heaved a sigh of relief that it was not too late. I was still gasping for breath as I was just running, I bent my knees while breathing in, my right hand holding my chest to make sure my heart was constantly racing as it had just finished running.

“ Tumben you guys clock this new coming, where are you two from?” ask Mr. Dimas, approach me and Khenzie.

“ Macet, Sir “ I replied, while breathing.

“ What are you guys going on?”

“ Busway, Sir.” Khenzie replied, innocently.

When Khenzie answered Mr. Dimas' question when I hit his arm, his brain was designed not to lie so when lying directly back to honest mode.

“ Busway kok jammed.” Mr. Dimas chirps, he watches us with his intimidating eyes.

“ Smart lying times bit, yes.” Mr. Dimas continued, lowering his glasses to half in his nose while looking at me and Khenzie.

“ Sorry Pak.” said me and Khenzie, simultaneously.

“ Yaudah there to the field, want ceremony.” Mr. Dimas told us to march to the basketball court for the ceremony, which is usually held every Monday on a regular basis.

“ Good, thank you Sir.”

Khenzie and I rushed to the basketball court for the flag ceremony, when I entered the classroom I saw Brooklyn on duty raising the flag today because today it was Brooklyn's turn to attend the ceremony. Brooklyn and I were different classes, she was IPA 2 class while I was IPA 1 class, of course our classes were next door.

“ Khen, ntar learn it in the library only yes.” Take me to Khenzie, who is standing next to me.

Khenzie and I were in different ranks but Khenzie was right next to me.

“ Okay.” Legally.

“ What do you want to learn?” asked Elina, who was in front of me, it seemed like Elina heard our conversation.

“ Physics, Khenzie said today there is a task.” I replied, slightly stepping forward to whisper in Elina's ear.

“ Oh.” Elina glanced at Khenzie with a sweet smile.

“Gue tagged yes.” Elina.

“ Come, in the library yes.” I agree to Elina's request to study with us at the library.

“ Okey.” Elina, followed by a hand gesture while blinking one of her eyes.

I saw a smiling Elina staring at Khenzie, making me take the initiative to ask her about her growing closeness to Khenzie.

“ How is PDKT, smoothly?” I asked, whispering in Elina's ear then stepping back to return to my ranks as before.

Elina slightly looked back, making me able to see the side of her face.

“ Smoothly, I'll get him any way.” Elina said, Elina looks very confident in her words.

“ Good, fight! “ I give Elina a spirit, while giving a thumbs up.

From what I know Elina is a good person so I feel at ease saying seeing my best friend dating Elina, I think they are a great fit, I think, two people are coveted by students at SMAN Sebangsa Jakarta.