Over Ons

Over Ons
BE LATE


...17. ...


...BEING LATE...


...Is ze te onwetend, of ben ik degene die te veel o me geeft?...


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Dusk is laying his body on the bed while reading his favorite horror comic. Her phone she was charging kept beeping out many times, but the girl had no intention of picking it up. He was lazy to move towards his study table where his phone was


Because the caller did not stop and Dusk was also disturbed, the girl moved to pick up the phone. Without seeing the name of the caller, Dusk immediately shifted the green button to the top on the screen of his phone.


"Grad-hall"


"Who?"


"Gue, your future priest."


Dusk keeps his phone away from the ear. He saw the name of the caller saying "The Rise of Dusk". He clucked as he read the name.


"Sorry, I don't see."


"Gue guess, you must be reading the comics"


"Why?"


"Lo can not be invited to talk really, anyway, Dusk."


"Gue matiin, huh?"


"Eh, wait a minute! I'm not, have I not spoken."


"Speed talking!"


"Patience, Dusk, patience. Patient, his ass is getting wider, hahaha!"


"Not funny!"


"Who's trying funny?"


It feels like Dusk immediately turns off the phone connection.


"Tomorrow morning, I'll pick you up."


"Not biased. I-i"


"Not much reason, Rain is leaving tomorrow with Arnav."


"Where are you from?"


"Because I went to Rain first."


"Gue went alone. I don't like being late."


"Gue tau's. That's why tomorrow I pick you up at six in the morning, let you not be late."


"Lo's almost every day late, yeah, Gum."


Agum, whose incident is still a new child has dared to be late, not even once or twice. The reason the guy was always the same, "Mbok forgot to wake himself up."


Stale.


"If it were for you, tomorrow I wouldn't be late. I don't accept rejection."


"Emang since when do you want to accept rejection?"


In fact, it is. Dusk often refused Agum's invitation. He also often kicked the guy out so as not to disturb him. However, whose name is Agum, it is still Agum. Obstinately.


"That's you know .... By the way, it's night, here. There's sleep-"


Tuttt tuttt ....


Without answering the guy, Dusk immediately severed the connection unilaterally. Not long after, his phone shook again. This time there was a message.


[The Dusk]


Not polite, you


play matiin just don't use greetings anymore.


[Me]


Lo, right, tell me to sleep.


[The Dusk ]


Say hello first just matiin


[Me]


Forgetting.


Assalamualaikum says.


Lo satisfied?!


[The Dusk ]


Not bad


Not satisfied with me


You are not sincere


[Me]


I'm sincere, Agum.


Anyway, tomorrow at six you should be in front of the house.


[The Dusk ]


Ready to do


[Me]


Agummm, Agummm.


[The Dusk]


That's dong


waalaikumsalam Dusk darling


My dreams are yes


Dusk only read Agum's reply without intending to reply. He then continued to read the comic that had stalled because of the call Agum which he thought was not important.


***


As Agum promised last night, the guy actually came to pick up Dusk. But instead of six o'clock in the morning, the boy came at seven o'clock in the morning. Actually, Dusk wanted to go alone earlier. Unfortunately, Agum's phone could not be reached. As a result, he kept waiting for the guy to pick him up.


Agum who had just arrived at the grounds of the house of Dusk looked at the girl from top to bottom. "Kok, you got pants on?"


"Let's not have to guarantee me a hoodie lo again."


Agum clucked. Most women will be very happy and like if loaned a jacket or hoodie by their boyfriend. However, this does not apply to Dusk Agnesia. "Other girls like to be guaranteed the same hoodie boyfriend, lo doang who does not."


"Yes, there, you're dating another girl," replied Dusk while wearing a helmet.


"Lo jealous?"


"Is that jealousy?" ask Twilight back.


Agum poked the tip of the deflated twilight nose. "Sokan don't know. If you're jealous, say so."


"What, anyway? Cepet road!" Dusk hit Agum's shoulder hard so that the guy immediately stopped babbling.


"It's been a terrible morning!" murmured Agum from behind his helmet.


Agum immediately turns on his motorbike to get to school before Dusk, his fierce, jutek, and cold girlfriend goes on a rampage.


***


The one called Agum, it's still Agum. His habit of being late until anytime will continue to be late. Dusk stared at the tightly locked school fence. In the security guard post there is no one to guard, I don't know where the security guard who used to guard it.


Dusk turned to look at Agum who was showing an ordinary face. Note it! The guy didn't panic when he found out that the fence was locked. He even invited Dusk to skip.


"Just relax, Sen, Bu Nurleli must not have entered."


Bu Nurleli is an English teacher. Teachers are often late to class. Sometimes Agum felt angry at the old teacher. If Agum is late for class, he will always be punished. It feels like Agum also punishes the teacher if he is late in class.


Dusk did not respond to Agum. The girl is upset at the moment. If in front of Dusk there was a stone, it was certain that the stone would float on Agum's head.


"Come with me." Agum pulled the arm of Dusk after he parked his motorbike at the stall in front of Eternity High School.


The lazy twilight argued only according to following the guy until they stopped behind school.


"Now you go up, let me help you." Agum extended his hand so that Dusk could climb the back wall of the school he used to climb when it was too late.


Dusk ignored Agum's hand. The girl preferred to pull the broken wooden chair that was around. Then he climbed up the wooden chair to help him climb the wall itself, without Agum's help.


"There's a good thing to wear pants, too, ' Inner Dusk.


Agum looked at his own hand, and then he shook in the air."I forgot that my girlfriend was different from the others" he murmured to himself. After that, Agum followed Dusk who had entered the school grounds.


***


The atmosphere in class XII IPA 1 is the same as usual. The uncontrollable storm. Moreover, Bu Nurleli had not yet entered, even though the bell had rung from ten minutes ago.


"The same Agum really long, anyway, coming?" gerutu Rain for the umpteenth time.


"They, right, ride the bike. The chase is stuck too, anyway?"


"Agum, right, the subscription is too late" said Aber who was copying English PR Syifa.


"At least the boy again ngajak Dusk truant," said David who was tidying the teacher's desk was messy because of his actions.


"In the Dictionary of Dusk, there is no, yes, whose name is the word truant." Rain looked at the two people annoyed. Late twilight does not like, let alone have to truant.


Chequek!


They all reflexively looked towards the open door.


"Why is the door closed?!" gerutu Agum was upset.


Dusk breathed a sigh of relief when he arrived at the class because it turned out that Bu Nurleli had not yet entered.


"Let's panic, let's go!" mahmud reply heboh.


"Where? Panic, right? Panic, no?" david Timpal.


"Yes panicked, I did! Yes no time," continued Aber. The three of them laughed happily.


"Who's panicking?" asked Bu Nurleli who was already standing in the doorway.


Dusk went straight to his seat.


"Eh, Mommy. Morning, Mom. The more beautiful the mother," said Agum with a cry


"It may be you, Agum," replied Bu Nurleli timidly. That one teacher is easily seduced and praised. "You just came?" asked Bu Nurleli gently.


Agum nodded. "I'll sit down, yes, Mom." Afterwards, the man immediately sat down in his chair.


Ms. Nurleli then sat in her chair. "Which doesn't do PR, please stand up."


"Campus me!" inner Agum


Agum stood up slowly. "Emm .. yes, Mom. That ... anu .. I ...."


Ms. Nurleli frowned, "Why are you?"


"Hehe, anu .. my PR book missed, Mom."


"Now you respect the field!" bu Nurleli's orders, irrefutable.


"But, right, Mom-"


"Get out now!"


It was free for Agum to praise the old teacher earlier if at all he was still punished.


***


Rain was waiting for Arnav in front of the library while playing his phone. The man was returning the book he had borrowed. Shortly after seeing Arnav come out of the library, Rain moved from his seat.


"I don't think I can take you home" Arnav said.


Rain frowned, "Why?"


"So Mama called, told me to pick Nisa up at her friend's house. Mama Nisa's been in an accident."


"Yes, nothing."


Rain wanted to ban Arnav, but it was impossible. Nisa is in a state of disaster. He should understand as a schoolmate. Rain also did not want if he and Arnav again storm again just because Nisa later.


"I'm looking for you a cab, yes," bargained Arnav.


"No, I'm looking for it myself."


Arnav rubbed Rain's head gently. "You're not angry, are you?"


"No, I was angry too. Nisa, right, there is another calamity," Rain replied with a sincere smile. "But next time I won't. Today is an exception."


"Sorry, yes," Arnav said suddenly.


"You're a very apologetic hobby. Is that as much of your fault as mine?"


"A lot, Rain, a lot. If you get to know, not necessarily you will forgive me as usual," inner Arnav.


Arnav smiled faintly. "Open me, let me not be angry."


Rain pursed his lips. Is that how often he gets angry? thought.


"Yes, go, be careful. Remember, take care of your heart too" Rain said, pointing to Arnav's chest.


"Yes, I'm leaving, yeah. When you get home, tell me."


Rain nodded with a smile.


After Arnav leaves, Rain reaches into his school skirt pocket, picks up a cell phone to call someone.


"Hello, Brother? Where's Kevin?"


"Again on the road, just got home from college."


"Can't you pick me up at school, can't you?"


"could. You wait, yeah."


After the phone call ended, Rain put her phone back in her pocket, then stepped her foot away from the library.


***


Dusk stared irritatedly at Agum who was piggybacking on him. The guy is cosplayed into a child who is playing motor-motorcy or is being a racer who is not necessarily direction.


Just look now, the guy was riding his bike with the body bent once forward like a racer, Sometimes, Agum also slow down the speed of the bike, but then he brake again slowly. And so on until Dusk got tired of sitting behind the guy. If this continues, when did they arrive?


Dusk hit Agum's shoulder hard. "Remember, don't joke!"


"Gue again no kidding, I'm driving this bike."


Dusk took a long breath. "The real thing!"


"It's me, actually, Dusk. Less really what else to try?" ask her with a body that is getting bent.


"No, no less!" inner Dusk.


Dusk again hit Agum's shoulder many times hard. "Stop!"


Agum looked back for a moment, then refocused forward. "What stops?"


"Lo motor!"


"Roads again rame, where can it stop."


Dusk crackled while watching the streets. This one-sided road is even said to be crowded, Agum policy. It feels like Dusk wants to grab the guy's hair right now, but can't because the guy is wearing a helmet.


"Stop, don't you?!"


Agum finally sidestepped his bike and stopped.


"Lo down," Dusk ordered after he got off the top of Agum's bike.


Agum pointed at himself with his index finger. "Who? L'm I?"


"Yes, spit it down!"


Agum also came down from the top of the bike, then replaced by Dusk who immediately boarded the motorcycle guy."Spots up!"


"Lo want to take my bike? Seriously?"


Instead of going up, Agum asked. Agum then shook his head quickly. "No, no, later if my bike is chafing how?" Agum afraid if Dusk hit or fell into the sewer. It could be, his favorite motorbike is so scuffed because of Dusk.


Dusk stared at Agum sharply. "Lo want a scuffed lo motor or a scuffed lo?" ask Dusk with a threatening tone.


The name Dusk should be changed to Dusk the Butcher Threatened Agnesia. Agum just realized it turns out that the girl who has the status of her boyfriend is a once threatening hobby.


"Good guenya scuffed, lah. Time, my bike?" Agum rubbed the front of his bike.


"My first love is mom, my second love is Motor. If you are, my third and last love."


"Gue is not nanya," replied the cynical twilight.


"Gue, right, tell me, let you know. So, you know, even though I love you, I love my bike more," explained Agum.


"Run up!" Tell Dusk again, impatient.


Instead of going up, Agum looked at the foot of Dusk. "Lo's legs are short, Dusk. Come down, let me. I promise to take the bike seriously. I'll be serious too, though. So, you just calm down."


"Lo, what, even body shaming?" tanya Dusk was upset. For women, Dusk is high. Agum and his bike are just a little taller than him.


"Gue isn't body shaming, but the truth is, right?"


"Well or am I staying?"


Right, right, Agum said, her boyfriend is different from the others. Dusk could have said that to Agum, upside down. Shouldn't Agum say that to Dusk? What is being used is the Agum Motorcycle. Not self-conscious indeed.


Agum finally went up. Alright, this time Agum chose to give in to Dusk. It's better than being left on the side of the road like this.


"Truly lo, Dusk."


Without giving a warning, Dusk immediately plugged the gas, making the guy a little surprised. Then, he also reflexively wrapped his hands around the waist of Dusk. While Dusk, the girl simply ignored Agum who had already cursed himself behind.


"Anjir, fortunately I love you, Dusk," grumbled Agum.


To be continued


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