A HEART THAT IS STILL TRAPPED IN THE PAST
Command: Sit beside Kris
When I got home, I cleaned myself first, after I finished I chose to go downstairs. Grandpa and Grandma sat together for coffee.
My mother was probably with her friends doing their monthly activities every 10th, namely Arisan Mothers. My sister played with my aunt, my mother's sister. I live with my grandmother and grandfather (father's family).
Both of them live separately because of work, Mother already got a job in the area we live in now, Dad was like that too. It's because of that work that we usually only do twice a year, in class breaks and Christmas holidays.
My father worked as an employee in one of the manufacturing companies in Indonesia, while my mother worked as a treasurer in one of the high schools in our city.
Both are very busy but I have begun to understand this because of my parents' upbringing and teaching that their time at work is all for our sake, for our education, and for our future.
Therefore, my father always said that we are still as big as corn kernels, to be people it takes hard work and a long process. The point here is for people who can already support themselves, with the result of their own hard work.
Grandfather watched me as I wanted to sit together with them, “Why is the return slow?”
“I have activities exkul grandfather, until three in the afternoon then stop to eat snacks at the cafe in front of the school.”
“Other times, go home faster, Girls are not good if you go home too late, ” then after speaking so, Grandpa sips his coffee and continues their chat.
“Good grandpa, ” I sat with grandpa and granny listening to their chat about the issues that were circulating around.
“Ella, have you heard the news recently? Be a good boy, do not be like that child, because of the free association he is getting married,” grandfather looked at me while talking.
“Ella we are a good and obedient child,” granny is on my side She rubbed my head fondly.
That's right, who's the kid anyway? I don't even know her myself, even if grandma and grandpa told me I wouldn't know.
Wh why?
Because the child that my grandmother and grandfather were discussing was living far away from our neighborhood. Our school was different, and again I was always at home because of family rules that restricted my free hours.
Regarding the clock limit, I never even thought that I was forbidden to do what I liked or get together with other friends outside of school hours, he arrived home and decided to leave again.
When I was in Primary School in Class VI, we were hanging in a large group of nine people to cook food and then take it to school to be graded by the teachers.
The members of my group decided to stay in one house and cook together, but unlike me who did not get permission, I only helped in the costs needed.
Mother, grandfather and grandmother even my aunt opposed the same thing; “Can't, the location is far away and you are a girl. Girls can't just stay in someone else's house.”
Fortunately, I had a good group of friends, although on the day of the assessment they were more silent and reluctant to talk to me.
After dinner, I went back to my room to do my math. Until at 20:10 pm, often my phone rang. A sign that I got a new message.
Message from Daren:
Have you slept?
No, I haven't slept
Am I interrupting?
Surely not, what's wrong?
Can I see your math assignment?
Wanna see that.
What number?
Number 3 I was a little confused there.
Okay, thank you
mischievously
Huh uh?!
Have a good night, please,
my sweet dream
???
The phone I have is a black Nokia, I waited a while but He did not reply to my message, so I decided to turn off my phone and go to sleep immediately.
In the morning I woke up as usual and prepared, had breakfast and drank milk then left for school at 06:30 Wita. The school area seemed still quiet, I immediately walked to my classroom which was close to the second gate of the school.
There was still 15 minutes before the bell for morning prayer began, I sat in my chair while waiting for Daren, not long he appeared and immediately rushed to sit in the chair owned by Indira.
“You must wait for me until I finish,” Daren speaks in the middle of his activities.
“Can I go with the others? The morning prayer time will soon arrive, my bargaining”, then he just shook his head and replied; “Go with me.”
“But later it will be difficult to find a seat.”
“Sit near me only... ”
Daren made a pause for a while and then continued his speech again; “... I've tipped a place on Kris earlier.”
“Then, quickly finish your work. Isn't it just one number, why that long?” my question, obviously, is that recording the answer to one number does not take much time.
Daren was smiling with her eyes clearly glancing at me, I frowned looking back at her; “Hey, what do you see?”
He then gasped slowly, surprised maybe because I caught him. He then sped up his writing, closed the book and threw the book in front of his desk drawer.
“Rafael, let's go now, ” Daren standing at the end of the door waiting for me.
Then with us headed to the reading garden to pray together, along the road had begun to empty and seemed fo the library door was no longer crowded.
“Are you sure there's still a place?” my many.
“Log in and see..” Daren stopped talking, we went in and it was really hard to find a seat.
The location where our classmates were almost full, only one more seat was left right in the middle of Kris and Vero. Another empty place was on the other side of Raka and a girl from another class.
I saw Raka waving her hand at me, and patting her blankly beside her. When my feet were about to step towards her, my hands were held back by Daren.
“Go to Kris' place, let me sit there,” said Daren then he stepped away unwilling to listen to me talk.
“Rafaella, quickly sit down so we can start praying, ” I gasped in shock at the teacher's voice right behind me.
“Good sir,” I then rushed towards Kris's place with a head still thinking about what just happened.
‘Why did he ask me to sit here?’-Binku
“She doesn't like you being close to Raka,” I was a little surprised then turned to look towards Kris who was right in. Beside me, ‘Can you read my mind?’