
Raskal returned home empty. Good riddance! His brother is gone, and so is his father. Raskal can celebrate by eating spicy tteok-bokki and play PS as much as possible.
Raskal had gotten used to it himself since his father no longer thought it existed. Raskal lives off his mother's relics or the prize of the race, and as much as possible Raskal does not ask the two men for help. Even if Raskal feels short, he prefers to sell something he has.
Whether his clothes, shoes, or sports equipment he has sold on online sites or to close relatives. Then Raskal collected the money and he kept it. As much as possible Raskal reduce his production.
But surely his stash will run out. Raskal would think of other ways to raise more money.
Raskal entered his room. It's been five days Raskal's room is empty. It was a little dusty because Raskal forbade Bi Yumi from opening her room if she wasn't home.
Before Raskal tidied up his room, he took off his bag and uniform. Take a shower and put on clothes. After that Raskal started holding onto the broom handle and swept the floor slowly. Also prepare a clean cloth to wipe the table and its dusty items.
After everything was finished, Raskal just took out the contents of his bag. The big books he took out, then the pile of letters that Raskal deliberately brought.
The stack of letters filled Raskal's locker, so Raskal just took him home.
But Raskal had no intention of reading the letter one by one. Raskal opens and researches familiar writing.
Then he sorted the letters one by one, if the writing in the letter was foreign Raskal immediately put it in the trash.
Five letters on the table. That is the result he broke. Five letters from the same sender.
Raskal read from the first letter he held. It is written on the sender at the beginning of the letter. The letters show his concern for Raskal during his absence from school. Raskal was secretly moved. Until the last letter Raskal read, Raskal took out something in his bag again.
Flower matting made of red paper held by Raskal. The matting is simple but makes Raskal's heart shady. The corner of Raskal's lips lifted. Imagining how Nala made it hard, just for her.
Kala Gianni—several days the name always adorns his mind. As Raskal daydreamed, fed up, and struck down with everything he experienced, Nala's name began to often come to his mind.
Ever since Raskal knew Nala sent this letter as a secret admirer, Raskal still did not believe in any of this. Kana Gianni—the quiet girl loved it.
I don't know why Nala likes it. Maybe the physique that Raskal had. A lot of people like it because of that. Raskal likes to listen to that excuse in a flash. Not directly though. Many say behind him that he is handsome, perfect, like a prince in a fairyland.
Actually Raskal was sick of hearing the reason. The cliche in everyone who likes it.
But if Nala, Raskal rethinks. I don't think Nala likes it physically. But Raskal hesitated as well.
But if it's about Nala-yeah! thinking about Nala a lot of her tapas. Raskal until dizzy. But the dizziness is thrilling. His blood rippled until Raskal shivered.
Since Raskal noticed the girl, Raskal only realized that Nala was not like friends at school who like to seek attention from her. Nala looks calm in Raskal's view, but looks cute with Nala's stuttering nearby.
Thinking about all that made her even more curious about her sweet figure. Gianni— his name started full on Raskal's head. The sighting of the wicker of flowers made his heartbeat increasingly noisy and disrupt the respiratory system.
Hope you get better soon.
The words in the letter were like magical pitting, Raskal felt better after reading the letter from Nala.
Raskal is impatient with tomorrow. Surely Nala will slip the letter into the locker, and when she comes home from school, Raskal will bring the letter again and read it at home.
For the first time, Raskal has another purpose to look forward to tomorrow.
...-0-...
Before arriving at school, Raskal meets Bi Yumi. Bi Yumi immediately greeted and told Raskal about the departure of his Father and Brother. Bi Yumi said that Kak Sandi often invited Bi Yumi to chat, then said that Kak Sandi gave birth to her.
Before Kak Sandi returned to Aussie, Kak Sandi gave a letter to read Raskal because Raskal's phone was not active. The letter was sent to Bi Yumi to be given to Raskal. Bi Yumi also said that Kak Sandi really wanted Raskal to come home, Kak Sandi missed Raskal. While at home, Kak Sandi likes to daydream. He said the house was very quiet because there was no Raskal accompanying him.
But Raskal did not want to hear that and refused to accept the letter. Raskal actually directly asked Bi Yumi to tear and throw it into the trash. That would be so much better.
Raskal no longer needs Sandi. When he needed it at the moment where Dad threw it away, Sandi was never there for him. Raskal is like an outcast in the Sastrawijaya family. So, mending Raskal didn't think it existed either, did he?
After picking up Jian, Raskal and Jian headed for school. Initially Raskal was distracted by Bi Yumi's speech this morning. But Raskal tried hard to get rid of Bi Yumi's words inside his head. It's not important to think about Sandi—haginya.
His steps steadily entering the classroom, Raskal so remembered with Nala and the letter he would get today. His sharp gaze led to Nala who was chatting with some of her friends back there. His mind could not wait to find a letter from him inside the locker.
Unknowingly, Raskal smiled from in front of the classroom door and then headed for his desk. Jian who saw the oddity was dumbfounded on the spot. Remembering what day it was, what had happened - was his head clenched something so that the nerves in his head had a hard impact until his nerves were pinched and then caused Raskal to smile for no apparent reason?
Fine, let Jian think of the various questions in his head until Raskal sat right beside him.
"Have your head run out?" Jian asked and Raskal turned his head.
"No."
"Are you having a nerve clamp?"
Raskal's forehead immediately wrinkled.
"What nerve? I'm fine." Raskal replied to Jian's strange question. Then put the math book on the table. The first hour of study is mathematics.
"Today you don't have a birthday." Said Jian again.
"What are you talking about?"
Raskal frowned more and more.
"You're the Raskal I know, right? Raskal Sastrawijaya?"
It seemed like Jian had his head bent something until he asked a strangely strange.
"Who do you think I am? A ghost?"
"You came along weird, you know."
"How weird?"
"Come you're not a clear smile."
Raskal grunts amusedly.
"Have you seen Lea?" Raskal's forehead shriveled again.
"What does it have to do with me smiling to see Lea?"
"Yes, if you look at Leah again, I'll see an angel. Mu gkin because you've met Lea you smile." Jian said it with a glowing face. Jian was not a hypocrite, he also admired how beautiful Lea looked in his eyes.
"Lea was beautiful, but I didn't see Lea before." Raskal admitted that.
"Why are you smiling at yourself?"
Raskal's tongue is stuck. His head thinking about Nala again made his chest flutter. Given that Raskal immediately opened his desk locker. His smile rose again seeing the pile of letters already filling his locker.
Jian was again astonished to see Raskal smile again as he stuffed the letter from his secret admirer into the bag.
Not likely. Almost a year Jian got a love letter from an unknown person now smiling while putting the letter into his bag.
This weirdness made Jian dizzy. Though the Maths lesson had not started yet but Jian was already nauseous.
Jian wanted to escape to the UKS.
...-0- ...
The cafeteria is as usual. Raskal and Jian sat down near the Chicken Rice tavern. Jian ordered Chicken Rice while Raskal chose instant noodles.
Raskal's sharp eyes found the figure of a sweet girl who continued to disturb his mind. Nala and Santa buy snacks at the stall. Not far from the position Raskal and Jian sat.
Raskal's position was very fitting to look at Nala's back. Just the back, Raskal thinks high Nala sedada Raskal. Very fitting. Raskal's face immediately red met if he and Nala were side by side.
Jian who was busy chewing his Chicken Rice looked at Raskal in surprise. Her best friend since morning was out of habit and out of common sense. Now his best friend is busy staring at something behind him.
Curious why Raskal continued to look up and look down embarrassed kayak tenacious uget-uget, the direction of view followed the direction of Raskal's view.
His gaze caught the figure of the bespectacled old lady with simple dyed hair and red lipstick full of smoldering figures as a killer teacher who taught the Jian and Raskal-class brothers devoured his armpits then ordered it back after spending a full serving.
Jian directly hit his chest and gulped down a quick iced tea, Jian sprained.
"Eat slowly. A sprain will be." Raskal shook his head at Jian's behavior. Without Raskal knowing Jian was staring at him in disbelief half-dead because Raskal mesem-mesem stare at the killer teacher.
"You're a freak." Jian spray made Raskal blink.
Raskal was watching Nala sit and chat with Santa right behind the killer teacher.
...-0- ...
Raskal got home quickly. Hurriedly entered his room and took out all the contents inside his bag.
Books, writing utensils scattered on the mattress. Also some love letters mixed there were collected. That's Raskal's goal to get home soon.
Raskal observed the form of writing on the contents of the letter. From one letter to another. But Raskal did not find the form of writing he was looking for.
Slowly Raskal observed the form of writing carefully. In total there were ten letters that Raskal took home, but none from Nala.
Raskal recalled that he had brought home all the love letters. No one missed. Raskal was convinced because Raskal had put the love letter first in his bag this morning. Raskal also believes that his love letter is not disappointed.
But today he did not get a letter from Nala. Didn't Nala give her a letter today? Does Nala have a schedule to make her a letter? Every day what? How many times a week? Raskal did not know, because Nala's affections were previously meaningless.
Now the letter was directly Raskal dumped into the trash along with his regret. Maybe today is not Nala's schedule to give her a letter.
Tomorrow Raskal will check his desk locker again. Hopefully tomorrow there will be a love letter and a small gift from Nala.
Raskal can't wait for tomorrow.