MYS 37 Break Up
"Really? Are you not lying or ashamed to tell me?" raved Budi did not believe it.
"Is my face like you think?" attack me back. Do not accept being accused carelessly. Especially by an alien-human named Budiman who is not at all virtuous.
"That's it. You have to be careful. Don't let your guard down. At least wait until graduation." Budi suggested and walked away. Turn to the soccer field.
This morning I was carried away by the flow of Budi's words earlier. Realized this when the science teacher announced a surprise in the form of a test entitled the holiday was over. Suddenly, almost the whole class groaned in refusal.
Don't think that the Department of Agriculture doesn't have science, it's in agriculture that all the roots of science come from and develop into physics. Mathematical calculations involving many factors X and Y as well as other components in the formula to produce a logical and realistic reaction that if you want to be smart then study hard. And last night I was lulled not to study, choosing to fiddle with a damn new HP.
There are only three test questions. But yes, but, I have never studied the material for these questions and I'm sure some children are the same, no matter what the name is, the test must be done if it doesn't work out in the end.
It's okay if you take part in remedial occasionally. But and but, this is the problem. I am pursuing the ranking target for scholarships. And of course, the word remedy should not be in the dictionary of outstanding students. So if I take remedial one time only. What will the scholarship world say?
"Anggi..." whispered Jono, who was sitting in the back seat, handing him a roll of paper.
When the teacher was off guard I opened a small roll of paper? Which turned out to contain the answers to the three questions?. I'm not surprised that Jono the undefeated rank one genius can do the test and maybe it's finished. Then why does he have to bother giving me a cheat sheet, the third rank?
"Fifteen minutes left. Don't leave any blank answers." exclaimed the science teacher, who in the teen lit novel is called the killer teacher, Mr. Mardiono.
Surprised, I quickly wrote down the answer Jono gave. And realized that I had done the wrong thing, cheating. Disrespectful acts that I have always avoided in school, for the rest of my life.
And this time...
"Why are you so tense?" said Ana, elbowing my arm.
"Ann... what if one day I get karma for cheating?" I sighed frustrated. Honestly, I feel guilty.
"Oh come on, Anggi. Are you a straight child? Nothing will happen." Ebi argued across the table. While Edi just nodded, busy chewing rendang.
"Do you want me to accompany Mr. Mardi for a confession?" Jono offered with a wry smile like my drinking water, lime juice.
"Not really." I regret telling the four people that I call friends.
I fully believe that all good deeds will have good results and all bad deeds will also meet their karma. And I do not have to wait in a matter of years let alone months. At Menganti beach I found the answer.
Today, the day that had been planned the previous week, the six of us finally went to Menganti. Because badminton practice was still off, I was picked up in front of the station by car, which I continued to Stefie's house, picking up the super spoiled princess, who was a chatty record-breaker.
Arriving at the beach, Edi and Ebi immediately went into action with the birthday theme.
"It's not your birthday, isn't it, Jon?" I asked, clearly remembering it falls on the 14th of next month.
"This is for Jerome, my little brother. His birthday is tomorrow, January 31st."
"Where does your sister live?"
"Prague."
"Then why did you go to Sydney yesterday? Not to Prague?" I said curiously.
"You want to hear my story?" Jon asked back.
"Yes. If you don't mind."
"In Sydney, I met daddy, who gave me a choice. Later, I had to choose between studying in London or New York. But I asked for Prague and it made daddy angry." Jono said, sitting on the beach.
Jono looking out into the middle of the Indian Ocean. Where the sky is so bright blue.
"So that's why you came to Bandung with me?" I guess.
"That wasn't the plan. But, when I found out, you didn't have a cellphone anymore. I lost my mind."
"What do you mean? You don't accept that I sold the cellphone to my sister?"
"No. I'm jealous. You can just give me that HP when you still need it."
"Yeah... that's because I don't want to make a fuss with my damn sister. After all, we're still brothers. It's only because of HP that we don't have a good relationship." I clear.
"I would do that too if I was in your position, Anggi. Only this is different," said Jono, whose eyes continued to stare far ahead.
"Why?" I said spontaneously.
The next second I regretted asking why. Because when Jono looked directly at me, his eyes were different, like sad. The kind of look that I've never seen or that Jono has never shown me, maybe.
"You want to know?"
"Not really. I think it's a sensitive thing for you. I'll take it, again." I said and tried to get up to leave. But Jono grabbed my hand.
"Why not? Even though I want to tell you why?" he said, still holding my arm tightly.
"Why should I know...we're just friends who don't have to know everything." I dodged while trying to release Jono's grip. Fail.
"Why?"
"It's okay. I don't want to know anymore."
"Anggi..." he whispered.
"Let go of Jon." I squeak. But Jono still doesn't want to let go.
He kept looking at me strangely. Makes me nervous and can't focus.
If a living human is identified because they are still breathing and their heart is beating, then what do I feel like my heart is pounding like it's about to fall out, this is called a sign of impending death?
But not. My heart is beating wildly when I see Jack's smile in Jono's Titanic without fading on his face when he looks at me this time.
The next second I remembered about the law of karma. If this is true, this is the punishment I have to receive for cheating yesterday. Why do I feel like a special person right now? Jono? At the same time, I am also horrified if what I suspected was proven to be true.
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The smack won't be as tough. Those who get a score of one hundred will not be able to participate in remedial. That's why I couldn't sleep well at night. Not because of perfect scores. Because of cheating results, not because Jono's eyes looked different than usual, but because of myself. I, who can't understand what I feel. Why is my heart beating abnormally as if I lost the balance between logic-reality-prejudice?
-TBC-