W A K T U
7 | Theta and Iota

(6 years ago)

The girl quickly disappeared from the corridor with small steps. Ah, it's worth it he's always exhausted when the break is over.

The dream is over.

Thankfully though.

That damn dream did not allow me to think clearly as if I was playing a role with a finished script, unchangeable and contested.

And what else is that call?

Lv?

The elo?

Also abnormal and pretentious people are close to me (read: Ran, Sekar, Nia, Nina, Zara, Fara, Lulu, and Alia). The eight men were not as innocent and as innocent as the ripples of his face. There were screams and laughingstocks every morning.

This class is like a forest in Brazil.

Ah, ja.

Dusk and Raina.

Those two guys—seems—are used to infiltrating our class. Shouting like a madman and sitting at the table as he sees fit.

This class is the same.

There was always the head of the teacher who emerged from the crack of the door and rebuked us for silence.

And it seems to happen every day.

The last one, though,

a super-duper-mega-magic lesson. The numbers that appear behind the comma; the power that is worth a dozen; the formulas that I guarantee make you throw up a rainbow.

Oh, goddamn. I'm nauseous again.

Anyway, it feels like you've been thrown deep into Andromeda space and then attacked by a bunch of aliens and thrown into a wormhole. You can't stand it and run away but instead get lost in the middle of the summer triangle. Then you ran out and suddenly met the wind**pick that threw you

towards the black hole.

It was there that they conversed using the language that was on the board.

Ah, nevermind. Just imagining it is complicated.

And damn it, I'm always the one in the alien language literature.

Fortunately, it was over when the bell went home.

Wait for. Where's my house? I don't even know the way home and everyone says "lo, right, used to go home alone, Del."

Oh, mercy. I just want to drown these people.

At home, there was no Edgar.

No hot chocolate milk invades your sense of smell.

There was no full-cheeked little boy who always laughed at the door to greet me.

I hate this dream.

Until I finally fell asleep.

And it's all gonna end.

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Until that morning I was suddenly ambushed by everyone I knew and asked, "Where can you do that?"

Most of them want me to teach. But unfortunately, the way they whine is asking me to teach.

"Eh, Edel!! I'm teaching dong~~!" Katarine ran small in exaggerated style after yesterday she threatened me to—

"Edles!"

"Apalag—" I just wanted to turn to the source of the sound,

before the basketball came out and kissed me right in the face.

Then, dark.

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Whatisthis?

I felt someone stroking my hair.

Comfortable.

Maybe I can get a little sleep at the moment, because I can't sleep all night—fear trapped in the same dream—and end up sleeping at three.

I confirmed my body position while smiling cheerfully.

Wait for.

School UKS pillows are not this high. The mattress is also more soft and smooth. The smell of the room is not the same.

It's more like ...

"HUH?!"

I did not wake up and hurriedly closed my eyes.

Yha.

I came back in that nightmare.

HA.

HAHAHAHAHA.

And there was Dusk staring at me close, too,

VERY CLOSE—asdfgjkl!

"Lo's awake? Go back to sleep," Dusk cleared his throat, and I heard the sound of the chair squeaking, "Gue buyin chicken noodles first. That's tea drunk cold."

I opened my eyes slowly, afraid that he was still here. I took a breath as hard as I could.

"No pa-pa, Edel, no pa-pa" I murmured quietly,

"BUT HE WAS NGUSEP-USEP HEAD WHILE WRITHING DEKET GOSH!!"

Intentions of the heart that initially wanted to murmur slowly even fall so shouted loudly in the UKS.

Damnit.

I held onto my warm cheeks and glanced around, who knows if there are other humans here or someone eavesdropping through the window.

There's no one.

Safe.

My gaze fell on the glass of tea that was on the nightstand. I unscrewed the glass and the hot vapors spread throughout the room before thinning out, and lost in the air.

"Huhuahh!" I hurriedly put the glass back.

Still hot.

The first lesson of the day: never drink hot tea without a straw if you do not want your tongue to burn.

The UKS is quite extensive. In front of the bed, the distance is quite far, there is a row of cabinets that store medicines and changing uniforms. In between the closet there are three narrow windows, just filling the space, maybe?

Then at the right end was a door facing towards me, on the side wall there were various kinds of health posters.

On the left end there is a table and chairs—with a few more seats in front of him—which is usually occupied by UKS guards. Then beside him there is also a height meter and scales.

Lastly, five lined beds separated by blue-and-white curtains.

Well, it's pretty comfortable.

I approached the nightstand, sipping tea that was not as hot as before. Oh, finally. Relieved too.

"Who told you to get out of bed?"

"OHOOKK—OHOKK!!"

"Eh chicken, chicken!"

I patted my chest, hurriedly wiping my mouth and the uniform that was hit by the warm spray of tea in the morning.

Dusk immediately put down the chicken noodles and took over the glass glass I was holding, "It's still there, redundant if jatoh," he said casually.

Yes, relax. After successfully making me hang because it appears suddenly.

I gave her a murderous look, "You—"

Dusk rubbed his face rough, "Well, crunch again. I said put me-elo."

I cleared my throat briefly, "Lo why come back?"

"Huh? I told you to take chicken noodles. You belom took a meal. Look at the face of the shoots," he said pointing at my face with my chin.

I turned my attention to the mirror in front of the closet. Ah, shoots too, yeah. Pantes lemes from earlier.

"Where's Sari's mom?" ask this young man.

"Huh? Sari Ma'am?"

"Yes, the guard of the UKS herei.." it looks like Dusk is in an uproar because I don't know anything.

"Oh, don't know. There was no one."

"Oh, okay. Now, sit down," the baritone's voice was lower and stern than before. Makes me instantly sit on the edge of the bed obediently.

"Eat," he said. The twilight pushed the little nightstand towards me.

I stared at the sea of water enthusiastically. Imagining his real noodles blending into the ocean of HCl—it was that I had only ever read them without interest in the library—in my stomach.

Waita minute.

"Silence.."

"Yes?" his voice became more astonished than usual.

"Ak—gue can't make chopsticks."

"Who? Not usually lo... ah, it's .. briefly I take in the canteen. Don't go anywhere. Look out for it."

He threatened me at times when my soul was weak against food. Yeah, how could I possibly leave this respectable chicken noodle behind(｡･).

I tried using this pair of bamboo. Result nil. Either the noodles sticking out there, the bamboo that came here, or the two bamboos that were reluctant to be put together.

Like I was with him. gg

"Ah, you know ah! Take a teaspoon too, nih!"

"Whisper!"

I skipped a little back, "Eh, Mommy!"

Ha.

Haha.

Who's this twilight, anyway?

Roy Kiyoshi's cousin?

The other side of me?

"Ngagetin powder!" I snapped while grabbing the fork from his wrist.

"Well, I realized you from earlier ngeracau mulu," he said. Then he seemed to think, "Eh, usually lo, right, just not sane, Del."

One chopstick throw successfully hit the target.

"Gue's eating this again" I said.

"Iye, geez, Ndoro," Dusk placed an iron tray filled with chicken noodles on the bed. Then pull out one of the chairs.

"Who's it?" I said pointing to the chicken noodles beside me.

"It's me!"

"Lo ate too?"

Dusk sneered while separating the bamboo chopsticks that were attached, "According to you? I sit and eat while drooling?"

Dusk instead laughed crisply and continued his meal, "Well, bye, eat."

Then silence.

There was only the sound of a fork or spoon hitting the glass bowl.

Until the bowl was clean, we were both silent. Just sit side by side without disturbing each other. No one dared to open the conversation.

Dusk was busy doodling numbers on one of the pages of his book. The young man occasionally drank his iced tea and changed his sitting position.

There's no chatter.

My attenuation also switches on the phone screen in my pocket. Is this mine? And I ended up busy looking at the HP screen.

There was no physical contact.

I started to use all the social media I had. Quite a lot too. I thought 'me' had a lot of virtual friends.

We just sit side by side with each other.

But both.

Surprisingly, I enjoy this.

Drrt!! Drrt!!

My eyes turned to the name on my phone screen,

Sekarkar: Woi lo said he fainted?

Sekarkar: Where are you? UKS what's home?

Sekarkar: Answer when you wake up!!

I jumped in shock, hurriedly got up and packed my tableware, "OH, YES! NOW, RIGHT, STILL IN SCHOOL!"

"Where do you think this is? The grove? The beach?" Dusk calmly closed his book, "Why are you in a hurry?"

"Is the bell yet?"

"Santae, Rosalynda. I wrote a BK letter. I put it in class. Bye, dah, just let's get the bowl," Dusk wagged my hands so I could get closer.

The young man took over the iron tray from my hand and arranged his bowl and glass together. He smiled at me before he left, "Well, sleep! Look out for your macem-macem, I'm back in class first. Not good guys with girls together here."

I cleared my throat, "Back of sono!" I flicked my right hand, driving away.

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I was sneaking through the quiet classroom hallways in the study hours to—I don't know where I'm headed.

Just as I turned around, a quiet room opened wide. I'm trying to read the marker on top of his door, "Library!" my whiskey.

The vibration from the phone in my hand prevented me from running towards the library.

Rain: Where are you going?

Rain: The Dusk returned to the lo perpus already does not exist.

I rubbed my face rough. What do I have to answer? 'Gue emang ngehindarin that guy' is that?

Edelweis: I'm truant:"3

Rain: Ha? Lo? Since when?

Rain: Ck, where are you? I'm samperin.

I hurriedly replied to the incoming chat before...

Rain: without Dusk. I'm alone.

"God!"

I almost screamed if I forgot to be in the library. I glanced to the side, Raina was already grinning at the horse, "Ngapain lo here?" tanyakanya.

"Will Raina?"

The girl sighed softly, "I mean lo it's usually anti skipping club, sick time you don't want to go to the UKS what go home it is, lo ndekem aja in the classroom, I was like a class waiter. But suddenly you are truant. Luckily for the bus, I wasn't so surprised. If I go to the cafeteria where I might hang," he said without pause.

I chuckled softly, "Breathe first breath .. By the way one-on-one, it's like a reunion speech you know, anyway?"

"Okay, lo ... kesambet again, huh?" raina asked, "So you call me Raina, not Rain."

Ja. I'm kesambet.

"Ck, not clear."

The rain laughed crisply.

I shifted one of the books, "Teach me this," I said, pointing to one of the topics of study.

The rain frowned, "Gue? You mean, you want me?"

I'm nodding.

"Emm ... At that time I was elo, Del ..," he replied clumsyly, "Lo why, anyway? Persambet, right? Ngaku hayo!"

I try to avoid his eyes. I'd like to say 'This is just a dream! I just got hit by a ball four hours ago and I just got here all of a sudden!'

"Emm .. you never really dreamt that much trrus lo forgot whatever it was, the same lesson, the same food that you ate, whatever it was," I said at last.

The rain was shaking slowly.

"But you just believed me?" I tried to look at him. Removing the doubts he sought in my eyes.

The rain chuckled, "I shouldn't be surprised you're random. Here's the book, I teach you."

My eyes sparkled at the girl next to me, "Huwaaa Hujannn!!!"

The rain smiled, "Sst, it's a perpus" he whispered. Then he shifted the book into our midst, "So, it's the polarization of light."

He took the book out of the bag he was carrying, opened the back page, drew foreign lines.

"The polarization of light is partially absorbed in the vibrating direction of the light wave and occurs due to reflection and refraction."

"So, yes, if drawn like that. Reflection beam perfectly polarized, refractive beam partially polarized."

I scratched my head though it didn't itch. What the hell is he talking about? I looked at the picture he made, "What is this?" my question is pointing to one symbol. What is it anyway? e? r?

"That's iota's reading. The angle symbol. ⁇ is equal to ⁇ in the reflected light. Keep it polarizing angle. Well, ⁇ p it's the same as theta," he explained while drawing the symbol'.

"Huh?"

"Yes. Theta ... ihhh this symbol has been very lejen for the angle, the wheel is alpha, beta, same gamma."

"Huh?"

"Don't be a kang keong. Anyway that. Trrus we use the law Snellius if n¹ sin ⁇ equals n² sin r."

"Sin?"

"Yes. Trigonometricii ...," said Rain, anxious, "Lo also forgot?"

"This is all, can you repeat all the lessons from the beginning? Pake the language of the child TK,"

"It's the same as I'm teaching you setebel Book of Criminal Law know not?"

I grimaced a little, seemed to have mispronounced again.

"Ck, yeah. We return to the problem of mass force. What's the size of the tree?"

"Whatever."

"Trigonometry was, yes. That's a lot out of it."

I'm nodding.

Rain began to draw a triangle with a right emblem in one corner, "So there is a right triangle. Should be right, can not be taper, can not be blunt. My elbows, inget?"

I'm nodding.

"Kayak ngajarin real kindergarten, I swear."

I, right, am SD.

Rain again drew theta. "First stop sin. Sin was the result of his front theta divided oblique angles. Understood?"

Well, this just got the point. I'm nodding.

Until the next bell rings and the bell returns, we are still struggling with the numbers and symbols I just learned.

Also with his figure that turned out to be more mature than I expected.

I'm still wondering how he got away and got away with the lesson. When I asked him he just answered,

"Gue is not lo the anti-stupid club. Huh, ah. If I leakin' you're truant keep existing."

The Rainy Way to get out of the classroom while the lessons are still a mystery.

Today's task is only left :

Make an alibi on the people in my class why I fainted and why I ditched.

There was no Edgar at home. So, I have to mentally prepare later.

Way home. I have to remember my way home or dealing with strangers on a road that is not necessarily good, or coming back to meet the Eagle.

After that I just hold on to the work of destiny which is this layer of dreams that are too real.

This dream ... is not too bad.

🍁🍁🍁

Elsewhere, as Edelweis was busy circling the UKS.

"Damn, shit. What the hell was that??" racau was a young man who was walking towards the cafeteria. His hands were busy covering a face that was redder than usual, "No, no. Twilight, no."

"But just said I was-is-awann!! It took me ...," Dusk wagged his hand in the air and then held his own head with two hands, "No, no. He's just kayak kemaren."

"But sweet bangett uwuu ...," the young man's steps became lighter, ignoring some amused gazes from the surroundings.

"Eh, be undaunted," said Dusk to himself.

He reached into the phone from his pants pocket, unlocked the phone screen and sent something.

Jan Rain On The Roof

Heh|

The Edel fainted, in uks|

More comments *****|

|Faints napa?

|Again?

|Yaudah take care first

|Ntar I'm following

Hmm|

|Awas lo macem

Where can macem-macem, the person is like a tiger pms|

After that Dusk again hummed ria towards the UKS.

🐾🐾🐾

Tbc.

Sorry long post:"(not inspired by yesterday:"(

Luv yes!