A HEART THAT IS STILL TRAPPED IN THE PAST
Boiled Noodles and Tomato Sambal

The closer we got to the race day, we looked very busy. Actually even though I am no longer a candidate, Master still continues to look for me to keep an eye on the three.

The teacher will come to our classroom, call me and Amber or announce directly from the office over the loudspeaker. So usually we only spend the first two subjects, then the rest is used for painting.

Of course I was again their victim, I was asked to pose while holding a bouquet of red roses. Smiling until my teeth dried up, that was their goal, and the teacher gave her great support.

"Good, close your eyes like that," Raka clapped her hands happily grabbing her thumbs at me.

"No way!" I replied with annoyance. Why do I have to be in this position?

"Hey, Come. Just do it, it's just for a moment" Raka said again.

"Three to four hours of soy sauce do you think it's a minute?"

He didn't answer, actually if I could survive by closing my eyes, I would. But the thing is, I'm the type of person who easily sleeps anywhere, as long as I feel comfortable.

I'm a sleepy person if I don't do anything, and now they're forcing me into that position right now. Can't anyone help me out of this now?

“Come, just do it. Maybe you can find the best position that can make you comfortable, as long as we paint.”

"Are you sure?" I asked 0ada Raka, I saw her staring at me and waiting. I sighed, then took a position that I felt comfortable in.

Both hands I fold on the table and then I lay my head on the pedestal of the two hands that I had folded earlier as the base.

"Wake me up when you're done," After saying so I ignored what they said.

I don't know how long I slept near the teacher's room, I didn't hear any chatter around me, and then I felt a touch on my cheek.

Someone's pinching my cheek!

I opened my eyes, and was a little surprised that the three people who had been with me were no longer there, the painting tools were still on the table. Hey, where are they going?

Not to mention the person in front of me right now is Daren, with his racket of course, Oh so today is Friday so?

I asked, “Where do they go?”

“They go for lunch.”

They left and didn't wake me? Basic disloyal friend, I've helped them by being a sleeping statue, but they humiliate me like this?

Look, I'm definitely going to resign.

“What's up?” Daren asked me, I saw him for a while before answering.

“You know, I haven't eaten because of them and they left me alone here.”

I saw him smile and looked at me, chuckling then he said, “You are not alone.”.

Whahuh?

“I'm here with you.”

Uhuk! I instantly coughed it up. What did Daren just say? Is he here with me? I mean, don't tell me he's seen me fall asleep since?

Uhuk! Maluny. I felt the air start to rise, the wind in my ear felt warm and also on my face area. Gosh I can't possibly blush like my favorite red tomato, right?

What happened to me!

“What's up? Your face is red like a tomato padlock.”

Holy hooch!

“Uhuk! I'm a little hungry.”

“So? Uhm, Come to the cafeteria together,” Daren took me, I saw him for a while and then turned to look at the field.

“But, you guys might be getting together soon.”

“There's still time, Come.”

Daren pulled my hand, I instantly became a little bell, her hands were cold, but it felt rather comfortable. Then I heard a whistling sound from the front. What's up with them anyway? Whistling is not as clear as a bird asking for mating.

“Beginning until official,” that's the sentence of one of the people I heard. I glanced back at Daren, and subconsciously I removed his hand from my hand.

“What's up?” her soft voice sounded in my ear.

“Did you hear what they just said?” i asked.

“Already, don't think about it. Come on, the canteen will be closing soon if we don't hurry.”

Why did he switch the conversation?

I shook my head then followed him, we picked the cafeteria near the library, which was rather spacious.  When we entered, those who left me alone there were enjoying a bowl of instant noodles voraciously.

“What's your sleep soundly Ella?” Raka asked me, I threw my face away from her, lazy to serve her.

“Hey, sorry. Your sleep was very good earlier, so we could not bear to wake you up, and also I plan to buy you food after this.”

I glared at him, still feeling annoyed. Is it hard to wake a girl? Actually I was a little mad at him for leaving me with Daren both there.

I was so scared, I didn't realize my saliva was on the corner of my lips. Don't think that I'm the kind of person who's upset, not at all but if I'm very sound it doesn't rule out the possibility that it will happen.

My seat was across from Daren, and next to Indira followed by Amber and Dian. While across from us were Daren, Raka and Kris.

I don't know how long I've been in the story, but all of a sudden the sound of.tek and the distinctive aroma of boiled noodles are smelled by my nose. I glanced at the hand and saw that person Daren, since when did he order?

“What's up? Quickly eat, the noodles will be bloated if you let it go.”

I was a little surprised, seeing her at a glance and smiling to bear in response. I eat well, no matter what they are talking about.

“Ella, don't you use bottle chili?” Kris then asked me, I raised my head and looked at him for a moment.

Indira then represented me to answer, “Her parents forbid, he said sambal bottle in the green bottle is not good.”

“Honey once, whereas noodles will be very good if mixed with sambal and lime juice,” said Kriss.

Then I said to her, “I just take care of my health. Better watch than regret at the end.”

“Iya-iya, who is very careful,” Kris shook his head like saying you will regret it if you do not try it.

Hey, what the fuck is that sentence? My mother forbade me to use sambal in a bottle because she heard that it was mixed with other substances, which of course is harmful to health.

My mom was just worried so it limited some things for us to consume. Another example is the rule only once a month can eat noodles, there are others if eating noodles do not mix with rice so as not to excess carbohydrates.