WHAT ABOUT ME?

WHAT ABOUT ME?
45


Finished with a brief event to do PR, Gita and I immediately went to the field to attend the flag ceremony on Monday.


some students have lined up neatly in the field, some are still sitting in the front seat of the class, waiting for other friends.


"we're behind Je, so if we bump into the teacher in front" said Gita as she pulled my hand on her back.


I just resigned, whether taken anywhere, as long as the Gita is happy it is enough, because I do not want to argue with him in the morning.


the ceremony began, at the beginning we followed him solemnly, but when finished raising the flag, Gita began to invite me to talk.


"eh Je, mas Iqbal, his grandson, Miss Parni, has no boyfriend yet? " tanya Gita arrived.


I threw my shoulder because I didn't know it "don't know it either, why, have a crush? " ask me quietly while squinting my eyes at him.


even though we are in the back row, it does not rule out the possibility of a teacher wandering around to check on students and I do not want to be caught in the middle of huddle.


"what the hell, Je. I'm just amazed, he's my type, already handsome, good, understanding, sholeh, papa's mama's son, papa's son, he's really, duh anyway complete package deh mas Iqbal tuh"


"know from where if he understands the same sholeh, you have only met him once? "


"yes instinct anyway Je, in view of his face already visible, duh so want to meet mas handsome again" muttered Gita smiling smile, duh, right my guess if the Gita is in the middle of kasmaran with Iqbal mas.


I admit, Iqbal is a handsome man, besides he is also good and cheap to smile, in contrast to his cousin Amanda who tends to be quiet.


"ehem." a deheman rang out from behind, me and Gita looked at each other before finally deciding to look back.


"e-eh, Mr. Adi. "bluffy Gita when he saw Mr. Adi, our gym teacher was behind and looked at us sharply.


I smiled clumsyly as Mr. Adi stared at me, because honestly this is the first time I got a direct reprimand from the teacher.


"later meeting in the cafeteria, now still a ceremony. later after the ceremony, you two stay in place for data and will be punished" he said firmly making my guts immediately shrieked


"ta-but sir-"


"nothing but a tapi, follow my orders" he said then left


I exhaled slowly, I was also embarrassed when I reprimanded Mr. Adi, there were some of my classmates glanced at me and Gita who was hit by a reprimand, the address on the first day of school got this big jackpot.


"you know you haven't finished the ceremony, you're not even more likely to talk" said I blame Gita.


"i'm sorry Je, which si*l day is on my calendar, have enjoyed it, most ordered clean or become a ceremonial officer for next week, have relaxed" he said lightly


I glanced at Gita, but she only laughed when she looked at me.


After the ceremony, Gita and I covered the shelter while waiting for Adi who said he would come to us to finish the ceremony.


apparently it was not only me and Gita who were hit by Adi's reprimand, there were some students who also gathered with me.


"all collected? " the baritone's voice rang out loud in the ears, Adi sir came with a hostile look.


"already sir" we answered in unison.


"good, if anyone covers the class, I will look until I can" he said while counting our numbers, after he finished mangosteen.


finished in the data, we were invited to enter the class to take lessons.


In the classroom, my friend's friend rushed to my desk to ask what punishment we got from Mr. Adi, the young and handsome sports teacher.


"you were saying the hell, until the reprimanded handsome sir that, for tips dong, when else can you talk to a handsome teacher? " ask Ema


"that is, in the law even joy, it is strange that you are, Em" Gita chimed


"yes, if the lawful handsome teacher is right Git, even though he told the field if while concerned about his handsome face, I want to do it" said Ema, said, it looks like a red patch on his cheek


"you said Em, instead of being afraid of the law, this is even making yourself in the law" I shook my head to hear Ema's answer.


"the name is also again heavy ngefans same handsome sir, eh so you guys earlier why?" timpal Sasa


"so again huddled but caught by Mr. Adi, finally asked to gather in the field after the ceremony" I replied


"continue? " Ema is getting more and more feeling, even she leaned her face in front of me


"usual keja Ema.". " finally Ema rewind her face but her curious face is still clearly visible.


"the next Monday was told to be a ceremonial gaes officer, not to mention that there was a long ultimatum actually, ouch, until my head was dizzy" replied Gita


"yahh, you know that this was a huddle.. " disappointed Ema, because as far as I know, Mr. Adi also helped with the ceremony exercises. I'm sure Ema must be disappointed that she couldn't stay face to face with her idol for long.


"already, if you meet the person, we make it again" said Gita.


I patted my forehead hearing his words, as far as I know, Gita is a humble and sociable friend, but only this time I know if Gita is also bad and likes challenges.


before long the first lesson began, Gita and I could breathe a sigh of relief because our PR was ready and got a satisfactory score even though not one hundred percent true all.


***


after school, I stopped by Gita's house because Siti's mom asked me to stop by.


"assalamu'alaikum mom"


"wa'alaikumsalam, let's get Jasmin in" he asked very kindly.


"let's have lunch before going home" he led me to the kitchen, making me want to not follow his footsteps, while Gita turned to his room to store his bag.


"lunch here, I happen to cook a lot, let's take it don't hesitate." he said while spooning rice to the plate in front of me.


"need to take a lot, I'll wrap it for later in the afternoon"


Gita came and sat down next to me while Siti was sitting on the chair opposite me.


"tumben mom cooks a lot today? " ask Gita


"yes, the mother again wants to empty the refrigerator, so the ingredients are available, the mother cook all so as not to rot"


"ohhhhhhh... "