Rasuk
New Friends

Brak!

Firda flinched while closed. His heart was jumping around pumping faster. The clattering of steps sounded closer, the more tightly his eyelids closed. The slightly thick lips formed a straight line with no gaps. Both hands were tightly clenched, as if preparing to accept the might he was about to see.

"Fir, what are you doing? Stand while you're bristling, you dream?" reprimanding Alea who seemed confused saw Firda who was staring in the middle of the room.

Firda opened his eyes quickly, making sure that the one reprimanding him was indeed Alea. Both of his shoulders sagged as a sigh of relief escaped from his mouth. He held onto the chest which still left an unpleasant gasp in the cavity. His breathing sounded short, slowly palpating the edge of the bed and sitting on it.

"You why? Why were you standing there?" asked Alea again demanding. He also landed his buttocks on the edge of the bed while continuing to look at Firda in confusion.

Firda took a deep, long breath, to the point that his chest was puffed up high. Then, the removal of air slowly to relieve the respiratory tract.

"What's wrong, I was just surprised that suddenly the door slammed hard. Surprised to know, can't you open the door slowly?" Firda was singing an annoyed lip. His eyes dodged Alea.

The girl raised next to her eyebrows, getting more and more confused by Firda's words just now.

"What shit? I open the door slowly, really. I can't slam the door at dawn like this, maybe the whole hostel wakes up and continues to anger me," Alea cerocos while chuckling amused herself.

The two ends of Firda's eyebrows were clinging to each other downwards hearing Alea's words. Afraid he glanced at the closed door, there was nothing there. It is possible that Firda experienced hallucinations due to the successive events he experienced in one night.

"So you're not the one who slammed the door?" ask Firda again.

Alea shook her head as she said, "Nobody slammed the door at this hour, Fir. Stress time. Udah, ah, I'm gonna take a quick shower again at dawn."

Alea stood up leaving the edge of the bed, opened the wardrobe to pick up the toiletries as well as the uniform she was about to wear.

"Nmh ... Fir, which uniform are you wearing today? I don't know" Alea asked gawking from behind the open closet door.

"Official uniform, today is the flag ceremony," Firda replied doing the same as Alea.

A khaki suit following a matching skirt and a white shirt inside, that day for the first time Alea will be wearing a new uniform. He saw the folds of cloth in his hand, again his heart was sliced to remember all the friends he had left with no strings attached and news.

They're not looking for me, are they? Dio, how are you? Ah, you must be smart, right, you can be alone with Mila without fear of me disturbing. From the beginning, I was destined to be alone.

Alea took off the tightness in the chest through the air he exhaled. The closet door closed while walking Firda to the bathroom. The other students had already woken up, they headed for the bathroom together. Perform the morning ritual, before carrying out the routine as a student.

******

The state of the class was momentarily silent as Alea's steps slowly entered. He found his three friends there, waving at them with a happy smile. A female teacher with a firm face line, allowed Alea to introduce herself.

"Hallo, my name is Alea Prasetyo. You can call me Lea, or Le. I'm from Jakarta, please guide!" Alea nodded his head politely.

Alea sat down while putting the bag on the table, taking out the book as well as the stationery without caring for my fellow man who kept looking at her strangely. Class distance from the dormitory is not so far because it is still in the same neighborhood. From the school building they could see the high gate of the son's dormitory looming.

"You're from Jakarta?" ask the student next to him.

Alea turned and nodded her head.

"Why move schools?" He asked because he was curious.

"You don't know, Mamah and Papah told me to move" Alea replied with a raised shoulder.

"Mmm .. sorry, I heard there was a new student possessed this afternoon in front of the dorm, is that you?" The forehead of the male disciple crinkled his two manics exuding an excited curiosity.

Alea slowly turned her head, she looked ordinary. Looks friendly and supple also easily adapt to the new environment. However, there was something inside him that disturbed the inner calm of the male disciple.

"I don't know anything, nobody talks to me. Let's ask them, who knows they have the answers" Alea said, pointing to another female student.

"Hhmm .. Yeah, I'm glad to know you. Can I be your friend?" he said while sticking out his hands to shake.

Alea glanced at the hand, something inside her refusing to shake. However, Zena ignored the whisper. He raised his trembling hand, very heavy. To the extent that sweat drips from the forehead and creeps into the cheekbones.

With great difficulty the hand managed to avenge the office of Regi.

"Alea."

The male disciple squeezed Alea's hand, his gaze imprinted on the two brown beads of the girl. There was something he saw, those invisible wanted to dwell on Alea's body.

"Lea, you can't be alone. Never daydream let alone imagine things that can make your heart sad. You can't be moody, Lea. It's a danger to yourself" Regi said, taking his hand off Alea.

He faced forward, under Alea's bewildered eyes, Regi took a handkerchief and shrunk his sweaty forehead. A hot chill ran through her veins when she came into direct contact with Alea.

The girl was indifferent, but curious. Only, he did not ask because Regi's face had turned agitated. His hand playing the pen expelled the nervousness that perched in his heart.

"I'm sorry, but can you tell me why?" Afraid Alea asked. Not asking, he might die of curiosity.

Regi looked at her again, smiling, writing, "Nobody, just have to be more careful and not alone."

Regi smiles. There was nothing Alea did to respond to the warning from her new friend. He turned his face forward trying to focus on the unraveling writing on the board. Alea noted little by little what she thought was important.

The teacher at the front explained the matter that morning, would occasionally appoint one of the disciples to repeat the explanation. It continued until the break rang. Nothing strange happened that morning, except for his encounter with a male student named Regi who seemed to have a privilege in him.