Leaning Zone

Leaning Zone
The Extraordinary Youth


...*HAPPY READING*...


If the previous Sunday used Dika always took the time to meet and take a walk to let go of the longing with Rina, but this time is different.


Dika and Dedi are homeschooling for the marathon. They are really racing because they want to get a diploma immediately.


Luckily, both have intelligent brains. They can quickly devour material that was left behind and even step into material that has not been taught if they are still in regular school.


"Ded, can you still?" asked Dika at the break of learning both.


"still. My brain capacity is still enough to finish the material class XII was."


"A lot of arrogance."


"Gue wasn't arrogant, just talking about the Boss' facts."


The teacher came back from the bathroom.


"I'm sure you can actually learn on your own without me."


"But we won't learn if there isn't you" Dika replied.


"I wouldn't learn from you if I didn't pay him" Dedi said.


"Huhahaha....!"


These three men laughed with a scene of word back from the three.


"Repair is good. My brain seems to lose self-esteem when dealing with two geniuses like you."


"I feel tired, but my self-esteem can fall if I lose to the robot brain like him" Dika said to jokes of his teacher.


Dika then chatted with Herman, their second teacher today. While Dedi chose to get up and walk to the workspace Dika.


"Mas Dedi where ya go."


"You are checking the work sir" Dika replied while drinking cola in his hand.


"Well, great yeah."


But the look on Herman's face looks different from the words that come out of his mouth. There was anxiety there, but no one knew what anxiety was for.


"Eitherway. I actually like to worry about him. But so far there's never been a problem he's had with his overworked brain."


"Mas Dika has known you for a long time?"


"Lumayan Pak's. I have known him since entering SMK. I went to that school with high grades and money that belonged to my parents, whereas he entered with his intelligence without money and even relied on scholarships."


"How did he get to school?"


"Nearly always perfect if not constrained practicum that never gives perfect value to its students."


"Don't forget, we went to SMK Pak school, not High School which focuses on theory and minimal practice."


Herman nodded.


"So this will go directly to the material class XII?"


"Yes sir."


Dika still chatted with Herman while occasionally replying to Rina.


...***...


Rina's house is still crowded. The decorations that bear witness to the binding of Dika and Rina's promise to be together someday are no longer left.


How the story of Rina from the beginning to know Dika until finally last night the man proposed to her has been completely peeled in front of both grandmother and aunt.


It's just the outline. Not the sinful activities they do and Dika's background clearly. If that is to be known, all including Rina's parents will certainly have seizures instantly.


"You're not afraid of what, when you get there..." Rahma hung up her words and then hit her head.


"Amit, amit. Amit, amit.." he continued repeatedly.


Lina just broke down a smile.


"Surely, we will always pray our best, will Nek Ida?"


Ida Ririn's mother simply nodded in agreement.


"But pesen Granny is only one, if there is anything else do not immediately give her thanks."


"Yes Grandma...."


"Chat what the hell, until that hug."


Ririn came and joined them.


"Just finishing the introration session, we wonder what kind of people dare to say we have not graduated High School" replied Rahma.


"real?"


"It turns out he's an amazing young man. But unfortunately it is still limited to the version of Rina, hopefully the original does not make us disappointed," said Vanti.


"What a good doain to your child."


"Sure Ma'am," in unison Vanti and Rahma.


Long time no see makes these women want to chat for a long time. Men are the same, only the theme is different.


Until the adzan asyar resounded, they immediately carried out their obligations as Muslims.


...***...


Night at Dika's house.


"Ded you don't want to take a break?"


Dedi fixed the glasses perched on his nose.


"Give up, hang out again."


He looked at his friend's worries. Lately they have become closer. At first he had no problem even so happy when Dedi could handle many things almost perfectly. His intelligence is undoubtedly, coupled with his extraordinary memory.


But lately he's been wracked with anxiety. However, Dedi is a human whose brain capacity has limits.


Memory in a computer system alone should be replaced and rested if full, but what about memory in the human brain?


There is no technology that can move full memory in the human brain except by removing it or making it forget.


But it looks like Dedi is different. His memory is too sharp and he almost never forgets.


Dika was asleep on the couch in his study when Dedi finished his work.


There is an important role for Dedi in every successful Dika project. Ideas and decisions are indeed from Dika but without Dedi maybe Dika will not be able to do many things at one time, because it will be confused and exchanged with each other. Thanks to Dedi's ability, everything runs without anything being mixed and exchanged between one project and another.


Dedi stared fixedly at his best friend.


Did any of you imagine that Dedi would lift Dika up and move her to the room?


That's a ridiculous thought. Actually not impossible, but Dedi certainly did not want to complicate himself.


Although the height of the two are almost the same, but the stature of Dika is more contained. So obviously moving his body to that room was not an easy thing.


Dedi left the workspace and headed to one of the rooms he now lives in. He no longer rented a boarding place to stay, but joined Dika stay at his house.


He went to the bathroom and took the water. The clock shows at 1 am. He wants to carry out his delayed prayers and continue the evening prayers that are starting to become his routine.


He felt really lucky to have succeeded in becoming a Muslim, where his new faith was able to give him the calm he had long craved. And this can not be separated from the important role of his best friend.


Dika awakens from his sleep and finds that Dedi is no longer at his desk. With a shaky step he walked towards his room.


He glanced at Dedi's room, and found it dark without light.


"Rest, my friend" muttered Dika before disappearing behind the door of her room. Without him knowing, Dedi inside still dissolved in every prayer and prostration.


TB