Call Me Isha
2. Dust Granules

I stepped quite confidently towards the classroom, hoping that the room was empty as the occupants spent some time off outside.

A little telling, I did come from MIPA, a class that is usually filled with smart children, actually I was also confused why a fool like me could enter the selection. Not to mention now placed in the eleventh grade of MIPA two, the class that gathers the champions of the school, the,

My butt was landed on the surface of the chair with a book ready to distract from hunger and boredom.

"Heh Cupu! It was so good to go!" Orlin pounded the table to make himself jerk in shock.

"Lo remember, what did I ask this morning?" ask Orlin while holding her chest. "Now you go to the cafeteria and buy me a batagor! S. E. K. A. R. A. N. G!" orlin is like a Queen.

Without sin, Orlin pulled my hand and pushed this body to make me fall on the floor.

"Denger! Now go motherfucker!" orlin's clasping scared me and stood up as soon as possible.

"Wait!" Acel stopped my steps. "Buyin I also fried rice, but the rice is not too brown because I don't like sweet, continue not to spit, but there is a problem." Pause a few seconds. "Curve three seeds, peeled skin, same tomatoes too."

"The tomatoes are as calm as ripe. Egg fried rice," explained Acel. "One more! I also want orange juice, but there has to be a grain."

"Udah, right! Now you go! Let's wait ten minutes! If you're back then, you know the consequences yourself!" threaten Orlin's.

"Eh even ngalamun, go!" throw Acel out of my surprise and then maybe head for the cafeteria soon.

    With a little staggering I approached Orlin and his two friends in class who were laughing crisply together.

"This lin!"

They paused for a moment and stared at the food I was carrying, making me bite my lips in fear.

"Eh Cupu! You still want 'wasn't I talking about what?" ask Orlin.

Orlin showed the cold drink in her hand towards me making her head bow and closed her eyes for a moment out of fear.

"It's been over ten minutes! You should know the consequences! I don't like to wait, I hate to wait, because you already understand what I mean so just right away." said Orlin who then published a smile that makes the fur crouch.

"Make it lo! You haven't eaten yet, have you?" Orlin spilled batagor on the surface of the white shirt I was wearing.

"Eat it, so people don't let it go!" anoora.

Anorra Ayu Damiyanti, a beautiful girl who nearly eleven caves countered with Orlin and Acel, she was in the eleventh grade of math and science one.

"Lo saw, too, what am I drinking? How is the fried rice? I am full. Make you do, I'm sorry to see your body like this triplex!" hina Acel with a sweet made tone.

"Make it lo! Eaten ya!" Acel deliberately spilled the fried rice that I had worked so hard to find, and now without empathy to spill it.

Orlin came over and pulled my braid hair making me grimace. "Eat it next time don't macem-macem the same me!"

"Remember that!" orlin said in his style and walked away leaving me still sobbing.

"Sadly see you cry, we continue again later ya Cupu!" pamit Anoora while patting this cheek. "Don't forget to eat the fried rice!"

My feet are so loose, so as not to make these bodies fall and cry, they are really human beings who do not have a heart, it is still good that I buy their ordered food and pay for it.

......................

Pedaling a bicycle at speed is splitting the streets of the capital city which is still fairly early in the morning but, it is already very crowded.not only the riders who crowded the streets, but also the streets, but also the street vendors who began selling their wares.

I enjoyed the trip so much that I didn't realize I was in front of the school gate and started entering the eleventh grade building.

"Eh no Cupu, you picket today?" orlin asked as soon as I entered the classroom.

"I-iya," I said.

It was quiet that I could do when I saw Orlin deliberately spilling the bottled juice she had drunk.

"Ups!! Sorry I intentionally!"

Although annoying, I still have to carry out my duties if I do not want to be affected.

"Good morning, kids!" sapa Bu Tari as an Indonesian teacher.

"For Ma'am!" reply everyone in unison.

"Now collect the PR I gave you yesterday!" the Order of Bu Tari makes all students put their books on the table occupied by Bu Tari without exception.

"You work on a 35-page package book and don't be noisy!" tell Bu Tari again that makes all students obey.

The room was instantly silent, the whole child worked without exception until a voice coming from the teacher who taught again attracted attention.

"Isha, are you in love?" ask Bu Tari.

In sitting, I widened my eyes, not to mention the gaze of the entire room that was now turning my focus to me.

"W-what's Mom?"

"If you want to write the poem in Isha's diary, not in the taskbook so, do not get caught," said Bu Tari.

"You try to read the poem!" pinta Orlin spirit, make the inner more alert.

"Yes ma'am, read Mom!" pinta all the students in unison, even the misfortune today.

"Let this be Isha's secret, Mother and God alone."

"Followly, get back to the task!" tell Bu Tari.

The crane!

"Well the kids get here, Mother's lesson, welcome to the next lesson!" pamit Bu Tari left the classroom.

Without aba, all the female students in the class approached me before forcibly taking the backpack and rummaging through the contents inside.

Various ways I did to get back the backpack but the power possessed was greatly lost by them.

"Silent Cupu! You guys hold Cupu! Don't let go!" orlin's Order.

Some of the students carried out Orlin's orders, I continued to rebel until Orlin finally found the thing he was looking for.

"Now! Lo butut bag!" Orlin threw the rucksack rough right in my face.

"All of you! Lookie! What I'm holding!" showing off Orlin in front of the blackboard made everyone focus their gaze towards him.

I limp for a moment because I can't do anything, right now resigned that can be done.

"Coupu Poetry? Read more Lin!!" dzaki Pinta.

I pushed the child who locked my body with a single loud bang, preparing to take over the book in Orlin's hands, but my efforts seemed useless because it was blocked by Acel and the others.

"Cupu, you shut up. Who knows if we can help you get him, yeah 'will you?!" Orlin's words got everyone's call.

"Live it! Scare all and no noise!!" pinta Orlin opened my book.

"For you." With a faint smile Orlin read.

"Yeah!" ledek whole class compact.

"I don't want you to love me the way I love you."

"The color I know, I'll never be able to get it let alone feel it" Orlin continued.

"Aware of yourself?" scorned Acel with his laugh.

"I realized, I'm just a quiet, bullied Cupu girl."

"That's it!" said Arga who made everyone laugh.

"Yes, that's me, but if you ask me why I love but don't want to be loved back. Answer is only one." Orlin paused his sentence again. "I know enough and realize that I'm just a speck of dust among the thousands of diamonds that surround you."

"The ant!"

"Damn it, I'm laughing."

"Who's that for?"

"All please calm down! I'll read it again!!" orlin.

"Do you know what makes me happy?"

"Your laugh, I love seeing your laugh and smile. Even if I was tortured every day to keep the laughter going, I would be willing to do so, just one of my reasons. I love you."

"Uhoi! I love you!"

"******, bengek hyung!"

"Lin continue!" pinta Acel was impatient.

"You want to know, the guy Cupu's taxing?" asked Orlin who was now looking at me lightly.

"Who's Lin?" ask everyone.

"The man Cupu taxis is my cousin."

"You mean Arga Lin?" ask Acel.

The class was silent for a few seconds and then came back with loud laughter from all the students.

I glanced at the place where Arga was, there he was the same as the others, laughing out loud.

Why did I love someone like Arga.

Orlin. "Inget this well Cupu!" His index finger was used to press my head repeatedly. "Gue don't like my cousin. And don't expect you to get him."

Returning the steps Orlin made while scanning my body with a cynical smile. "Lo be self-conscious!"

"Good Ga! I didn't expect it to turn out that Cupu voluntarily bullied lo!" ledek Dzaki patted Arga's shoulder.

Arga was standing in front of me and spitting on my shoes. "Lo this denger! I don't like it and I'll never want to be the same!"

"You should be able to read who you are and who I am!" Pause a few seconds. "Lo's got what to be proud of? Your parents are poor, you look?"

Arga came to research my appearance before screeching. "Lo much!"

"Goupe! Cupu! Lo dream?" Dzaki, a close friend of Arga's, is getting sucked in. "Out there, a lot of pretty girls that Arga refuses. Lah lo? Better to modar!"

"seen? Arga hgga might like you. Cupu's in good use!" hina Orlin's. "Other times, if you want to fall in love first. The appearance of a child like Kindergarten but want to be the same prince. The dream!"