Sherina just entered the school through the back door because she was escorted by an online motorcycle taxi from the north; just a few steps from entering the school, two human boys and girls were laughing as if they were absorbed in their world.
"Hey!" said Sherina to Diga and Kai, who was laughing at the teacher at school because Mr Johar's face was hit by a prominent newspaper that was blown by the wind.
"Wow! Beautiful girl wants to pass, Ga," Kai said while giving way to Sherina, followed by Diga.
"Oh, what the hell! No, say hello to Rifaldy. Hehe," Sherina said, using her flirty eyes. Rivaldy is a handsome boy in Diga's class, making all girls crazy about him.
When the three of them were joking and joking, Kai heard a voice that Kai knew very well, a deep and hoarse voice that was the hallmark of Nanang.
"Morning," said Nanang, his eyes staring at Kai, who was fascinated by his voice at that time.
Kai was silent as if he had become a statue that had lost its way; his two friends were also silent because they did not want to give priority to answering Nanang's greeting.
"Eh, yes sis. Morning too," Kai stammered.
"Later, don't forget, take the letter to the student council hall. Don't forget to tell the class president, okay," Nanang reminded him as he blinked his eyes, making Kai's heart beat wildly.
After greeting Nanang, the three of them immediately turned in another direction; Diga, whose class was on the left, while Sherina and Kai were on the right.
Sherina's hand holding Kai's left hand, flinched because she saw Rifaldy, who was walking from the direction of his class.
"So handsome, my goodness!" said Sherina slowly but very clearly.
"Bad," said Kai.
Sherina could only advance her lips because she saw Kai's response like that.
* * *
There is a calm every time Diga sees the wind blowing at will, sweeping away the tiny particles around the school. In his mind, can we do whatever we want, like the wind? Or are we entangled in a rule that has been agreed upon long ago?
"No, please teach me this," yelled Farhan breaking Diga's reverie.
Diga immediately pulled Farhan's Physics book slowly; there were already lots of scribbles on the paper, a sign that Farhan had tried but couldn't find the answer.
"This?" asked Diga while pointing to the number of questions still empty of answers.
Farhan nodded his head slowly, accompanied by Diga, who immediately pulled a blunt 2B pencil from Farhan's hand.
"3.0 kcal of heat is applied to a system to generate 2.6 kJ of work. The internal energy generated in this process is... (1 cal = 4.2 Joules)," said Diga, repeating the questions in the Physics book.
"Do you know how to use this yet?"
"Not yet. Hehe," Farhan answered innocently while scratching his head.
"Use the 1st law of thermodynamics. Try to do it; I'll check it later," said Diga, giving instructions to Farhan, who was lost in Physics.
Kai: No, after school, stop by Mrs Tuti's shop first, okay? Take the chips that didn't run out yesterday.
A message was entered into Diga's cellphone. He immediately exhaled because the message couldn't be from someone else, so the incoming and outgoing calls must always be from Kai.
Diga did not reply to the message because he would accompany his friend.
"By the way. Done!" said Farhan excited because the physics problem was finished.
While tidying up his book, he asked about the correspondence program that will be held by the student council early next month.
"So, how is it? Who have you thought of a letter to? "Don't tell Bella," teased Farhan with a laugh like a squeezed mouse.
Suddenly Diga became increasingly thinking about the letter to whom he would write at the next event as if he was being bombarded by a feeling of wanting to scream that his feelings were so sticking out. It's like an opportunity for him, but is it possible this soon?
Diga immediately got up because he heard the recess bell ringing. Farhan immediately got rid of Diga's attitude.
"Han, go to Kai's class first, okay? I want to give this," said Diga while showing three pastel cakes that were neatly wrapped in plastic.
A pair of confused legs are already in front of the natural science class; it seems that there is no woman he is looking for. Then his eyes went here and there to ensure the girl was in his class.
"Uh, Ga. Looking for Kai?"
Digo nodded.
"Earlier, he went down to the field," said Putri.
Diga immediately said goodbye to Putri and looked directly for Kai downstairs. Just when he stepped on the last step of the stairs, Kai was seen walking with Nanang, with his happy face and laughing voice, which was deliberately made cute by Kai.
"Here," Diga said briefly and just walked away.
Kai, who didn't realize that Diga was jealous or lazy because he saw him together with Nanang, immediately thanked him with his cute voice.
"Thank you, Diga handsome!!!" he said while bowing his body, then smiling broadly.
* * *
My father had just prayed the Maghrib prayer and then sat on the front porch enjoying the fried food prepared by his mother, complete with black coffee beside him.
"Father is leaving for work next week. I just got on the phone with Pak Suryo about a promotion," said my father while sipping black coffee.
"It means that next year dad will be able to go back to school to get promoted," said mother happily.
"Sir, how was school?" asked the father, who saw Diga throwing garbage behind the door.
Diga immediately fell silent because his father, who never asked how his school was, suddenly asked him about it. His brain suddenly seemed confused with how to answer the question.
"Okay, okay," Diga answered slowly.
"Okay then. Learn innovatively, yes, later when you graduate from high school, try entering the military academy (military academy) first. Only if you don't come in, you can take college anywhere, "said my father.
Mother was silent because she saw Diga's confused face with her husband's words, and she knew that Diga didn't want to be a military member like his father and brother.
"Sir, have you cleaned up the clothes that were finished in the laundry, right?" said mother changing the conversation.
"Yeah, yeah," Diga answered briefly and walked straight to his room.
Some families are unaware that children can choose anything, including their life goals. Parents only think that their children's future is theirs, including decisions in choosing the steps to take after graduating high school.