Dul
076. White Grey

Everyone knows that the age of white gray is the age at which the transition from adolescence to adulthood. A time when his words were filled with self-searching. Seasoned with hormonal turmoil that accompanied a lot of curiosity.

Dul stepped up with an explosion of pride because he managed to get into the favorite country High School through a path of achievement and satisfactory value. Robin is proud because he feels his efforts bear sweet fruit even with the word almost. As well as Putra who was in High School because his house was quite on foot.

Three fifteen-year-olds approached the bulletin board with a list of students' names and a class in front of the principal's office.

"Kelen just wait here. Let me take a look." Robin didn't wait for Dul and Putra's answer. His body instantly burst into the crowd to see which class they were in.

"So you want to see our names one by one, Dul? Wouldn't it be faster if we each looked at ourselves? Isn't it just gonna be her ngerepotin?" The son looked at Dul.

"Wait a minute. Robin won't lam.nah, that's come." Dul instantly developed a smile. From Robin's face he could already guess what his friend was carrying. Robin's face could never hide any news.

"patent anyway. Come on, come straight in, "take Robin.

"Eh, where did you go? In class? Have you seen the names of the three of us, Bin?" The son held Robin's arm in disbelief.

Robin nodded. "Udah. I spread my eyes round and I look at our names with my own eyes. Anyway we are classmates," insisted Robin.

"But you squirm it for a moment. The names of hundreds of students and many classes." The son looked at the notice board with a look of disbelief.

"I'll find my name first. Got my name, I just found a kelen name on my classmate list. I saw the name Kelen. Means we're class," Robin said.

"If my name and Dul don't meet in your class?" The son is still curious.

"If you do not see the name Kelen, then look for yourself where the class kelen. Bah, how, dizzy time?" Robin chuckles.

"Great is your friend, Dul. I had not even mentioned my full name yet" The son spoke and clucked.

Dul laughs while embracing the Son's shoulder. "Robin see your name here, Put. In here...." Dul rubbed the name label of the Son neatly stitched in his uniform.

"It's still morning. His head was not sun-baked. But it's been a long time, "Rabin nagged. Dul who heard Robin's scolding also chuckled.

It turned out that the first day of school in the school year was quite rowdy. Dul thinks only in Junior High all the students are scrambling to sit in front. In fact, in High School at that time it was the same. The arrival of him, Robin and the son who was quite leyeh-leyeh since earlier made them stunned for a moment when they arrived at the door goal.

"One more in front of him, but the same side of the girl. Whacky? Who sits with the girls? Don't i'm. I'm so nervous when I say to girls. I don't think I'm dealing with mentels" Robin explained.

(Dacritic word mentel (e) pronounced (a) as the word afternoon, Medan. Mentel means flirtatious, centile, malay.)

"Yes not me either. Although I look patient, but obviously I am not the right person to sit with girls. They must have been stingy and lots of protests. You know I can't...."

"From your name, Son of Speech, I understand enough I'm whining you. So, you have no other choice, Dul. You sit in front of us with that girl." Robin patted Dul on the shoulder.

Dul didn't say anything. There is no other choice. He must immediately sit down to the seat next to the female disciple in order to end the Robin and Son debate. When Dul was grateful to be able to introduce Robin and Putra, he forgot about his duty which must definitely succumb and be a mediator.

Knowing that Dul had not protested, Robin and Putra accelerated the pace of the debate ahead of him. Who sits in the corner to lean against the wall. For that time, the Son became the winner for a logical reason.

"I must be next to the wall. If I were near the hallway, if you'd gone to the toilet in a hurry it would be hard to ask me to get up quickly." The son explained with a wise face.

Robin looked at the son from top to bottom twice. This time without comment, Robin flicked her hand allowing the son to enter first to occupy his seat in the corner.

"Tumben didn't comment," Dul clenched his mouth with a mischievous look at Robin.

"Imagine sitting in that corner and next to me the Son who sat clogging me. Right left must be a wall." Robin occupied her seat after the son sat down panting and instantly took out a book to fan his face.

Dul grimaced at his two friends. Then again grimaced to see the girl who sat back down without feeling that Dul had been standing next to her.

"Excuse me, the seat next to you is empty, right?" Dul pointed at the empty chair next to the wall.

The female disciple stood up from her chair and immediately thrust out a hand. "I'm Nina. What's your name?" nina asked, raising her glasses.

"I...A.." - A...."

Robin stands wiping the label of Dul's name on his uniform. "His name is Abdullah PS. His name asked himself. Let me help my friend shake hands with your hands, Nin. She's tired of it I think I'm looking at a sweet chick like you." Robin raised Dul's hand and placed it in Nina's hand.

To Be Continued