W A K T U
5 | Long Dreams

"Deeell!!" the girl still screams frenzied while running—actually can not be called 'running' because she dramatizes with a slow motion design.

It looks like today will be a tiring day.

The horse-pointed girl sitting on my desk hurriedly pulled my shoulders in front of her, "Denger," he said.

"Whoever you are, no problem. Maybe you are just pretending to be kesambet or real kesmbet. I, Nina," he said pointing to himself.

"He's Ran," now the one who was appointed was Ranira who was alay.

"Continue, he's Sekar," his index finger leads to the female with the bangs covering most of her eel. Looks calm, even though the behavior is not as gentle as it looks.

"That's Fara, next to her is Lulu and Alia," I turned to the direction Nina was heading. A woman dancing and two people talking (like talking about me they thought was possessed). One of them was the chubby cheek that was shaking my head.

"Just gone Zara with Nia," ah, I remember. One of them wears a hijab.

"Last, that yell, Rain. I usually call him Rain. He's a crazy guy from the next class. No need to be considered, it is not important," Nina ended her banquet by folding her hands in front of her chest and glancing cynically towards Rain.

"Ck, what's loy-wild? Yes, yes, I changed my glasses!" The rain immediately nagged when it arrived in front of us, "when the dusk was grumbling too," he grumbled softly.

"Bodoamate! What matters is that you have to change!"

"Yes, chatty!"

I laughed at this incident. For the seven years I lived, I was never confronted by reality as well as the usual in the stories, when two or three of your best friends were busy nagging funny.

This dream, not bad either.

"Why are you laughing? Persambet, huh?" The rain put his hand on my forehead, "It's not hot. Crazy lo, yeah,"

"Cieeeee.. New ones abroad... By-by buru!" Zara directly broke through to the front of Rain.

"Yes, yeah. Not very patient, anyway!" The rain immediately ran towards his class and returned with his hands raised two full dus.

The class members screamed out loud. Who (i guess) knows no rain though.

The rain moved both of his hands, intending for the silent class to return, "Quiet, calm. I'm for everyone, really!"

The class cheered.

Then a troubled man appeared, lifting up the oversized boxes and almost blocking his sight.

"Woi, Rain! Get this!" said protest.

"Relax, you also get rations, really."

I could only look at this class from my stool. I was even confused and did not know what to do at the sight of Rain and Dusk—the man who had protested with the goods of Rain—about my eyes, "Why?" my many.

The questionable even look at each other and both put on a face that is no less confused.

"No pa-pa, right?" again, there was a hand on my forehead. The problem is, it's a man's hand. Touched. My forehead.

I hurriedly brushed off her hand, "A .. a—I'm not pa-pa, okay. I didn't get sucked at the pole or anything you'd imagine. I-I just ...," now I don't know what to make an alibi for.

"Me?" twilight said, frowning, "Since when did you pretentious use the words 'me?"

"Huh? Continues to?"

"'Gue', not 'me'!"

"Okay, gu-gue had the wrong breakfast. Want to go to the canteen?"

"Call!" Ran quickly pulled my hand out of the classroom, "Snap!"

I can only obey and only obey. I looked back. There's a bunch of people following me. It was Dusk, Rain, and his minions.

Would you like to eat in the cafeteria, would you like to brawl? my inner.

But today is fun. I usually eat in the cafeteria alone, but today? We were busy filling the canteen bench until jostling.

"Surge you!"

"Elo who's moving aside!"

"Ck, take the place!"

"Lo say what?!"

"Woi, I've been cornered, yeah! A little more jatoh!"

"Gue belom dapet place!"

Just keep going until the bell rings again.

I snorted, "Here you guys want to eat what you want to brawl?"

The twilight and the rain were twinkling, as if they had found the flakes they were looking for from me.

"W-what?" I looked suspiciously at them. The guts are not predictable.

Twilight took my hand, "Finally!!! You go back, Del!"

"Huh?"

"Finally you're talking again!"

Everyone around me cheered. Ran rubbed his eyes, as if moved to see me. Dusk and Rain laughed crazily.

Damnit.

They really imitate me.

"Y-yes .. gu-gue emang Edel, right," I scratched at the nape, feeling awkward when saying the word 'gue'.

It feels uncomfortable.

However, it's safer than they constantly think of me as an evil genie who controls Edel's body.

Hugged me tightly. B-e-r-l-e-b-i-h-a-n.

"Yeheeett!! Must celebrate! Let's eat!" Lulu's approaching the storefront. So did the rest of the army.

I snorted, "The bell is sounding, btw."

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If I could describe today as one word, today: exhausting.

Embarrassing.

Irritatingly.

And, fun.

Damn, the teachers are very hobby to bring me to the front of the blackboard with problems are not necessary.

Imagine, there are people falling from the third floor of the building is not helped even calculated speed.

In fact, Mr. Nugroho—guru Bahasa Indonesia— looked at me while astonished, "You usually can immediately answer even plonga-plongo there," he said.

I just shut up.

I'm tired, and now I can't go home. I've never been home alone all this time and suddenly Zara took me on the city bus.

"How about, anyway, Dek? You are, right, usually the BRT naek. Come, ah, spit!" he said he dragged me into the blue bus.

And, be me alone at this stop playing google maps to find the fastest route to my home— that I know of course.

But, nil.

I have no talent for reading maps at all. Please, anybody. Can I go home? I don't even understand the angkot route of my home major.

"Edelweiss?"

I looked up at the source of the sound. A young man in the same high school uniform as me opened his fullface helmet. He approached me, "Well alone? I want maghrib, you know," he said.

I'm standing. It needs to look up higher to match its height. "E ... lang?" know her. He was the man that every teacher in the class was proud of. The brightest and brightest students in our class.

"Why-you?"

He smiled in surprise, before chuckling lightly, "You? Ah, it turns out to be a real problem again. I was done. Are you not latian? Tera nyariin you were. Fleeing?"

"Huh? Lian what?"

"Indonesian Dramas. You're the main role he said,"

"Huh? Hahahahaha." I laughed blandly. Please wake me up from this dream, I lament in my heart.

"I-I don't know," I said quickly as the Eagle looked back at me in wonder, "You want to go home, right? I'm back home," I said, pushing his backpack.

Wait for. Am I impressed to throw this handsome young man away?

"Oh," he blinked, like he realized something. Then the young man smiled faintly before turning towards his motorbike, "First. Oh, there's an angkot. Not ride?"

I'm pecking on the spot. I don't know the way home.

I don't know where the Angkot will take me.

And there's an eagle carrying a motor.

"Getter!" I shouted as he just started his bike. The man looked at me. I ran a little closer to the side of the bike, "Emm... You want to call me?"

Please, this is very awkward. But the only thing to do before I really can't go home.

"What?" he turned off the motor.

"I-I don't know the way home" my great-grandson as she plays the end of the bag.

"Already expected," he said casually, "You're missing for sure nothing,"

I widen my eyes. Waiting for the next sentence.

"... That's why I came here" the young man said as he gave me the helmet, "Nih, put it on. Mending 50,000 make an update rather than being ticketed."

I scrunched my forehead. As it turns out, the most calm men in class can be random as well. Nia said, Nothing is normal in our class.

I grabbed the helmet, "Thank you" I said with a smile as wide as possible. The eagle is a helper angel sent through the hands of God, "I don't know how to go home if you don't show up,"

"What's your house?" ask Eagle. His voice was somewhat muffled by the increasingly cold wind.

"Emc ... Werkudara Street. The residential area of Lake Indah," I said a little loud so he heard.

Motor speed through the crowds of the streets at dusk. The western sky was twinkling, dozens of swiftlets crawling home towards the sun.

I stared at the river on the road. That river. In that little creek, where I should have spent my time walking lightly with Edgar and Dad.

But now?

I alone could not go home .. and in front of me stood a young man who was smiling faintly at me.

"Why?" my many.

The eagle shrugged, "No. Just curious today you use the call 'me-you', keep forgetting the way home, keep suddenly tell stop here."

I glanced at him, "You don't want to go home pa-pa, if you want to use the call 'elo-gue' also not pa-pa."

The eagle is silent. The young man walked to the river bank and sat there.

"Why is diem there? Here," the Eagle waved his hand, then patted the grass beside him.

I'm still silent. No. gabe. This is no good. Imagine, how can you like someone who is only in a dream?

It's early evening, "I-I have to go home." I said quickly, "You also have to go home."

The eagle scrunched his forehead. The man stood up while patting the grass on his butt.

"Sorry," I said. I need to get out of here, "No need to transfer. I know the way home from here, really."

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I lay myself on the bed. Today was exhausting. Too many attacks of feeling coming.

Starting from Edgar, the call 'gue-elo', the material lessons are too fantastic, the memories I never did, Dusk and Rain, and finally ... Hawks.

"Edles?" Mother appeared from behind the door, "Eat first."

"Yes. Later," I said. I turned back and pulled the blanket higher.

"Well if you fall asleep again," the mother disappears and the door closes.

Sure enough, I fell asleep.

After that I heard nothing more. Welcome to the dream, welcome to reality.

I miss Edgar.

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Tbc.

Sorry, just updated. Hehe:)

Greetings from the Eagle.