The next day, after I prayed, showered and had breakfast, my brother appeared at the door while wearing on his work shoes. I also put on my school shoes. I forgot to tell you yesterday that when I entered the room, there were already complete clothes for school. And it's from my brother. Well that's it.
"One of your classmates died, you were appointed class leader and Thaqif stopped studying, did that happen yesterday?" My brother asked suddenly.
How did you know about this?
"How do you know?" I asked in surprise. It's really strange how brother can know this information so fast, is it from smartphone technology at the tip of the finger. Did the news come out? But I don't even want to be the class leader.
"Thaqif told me earlier."
Huh?
Why Thaqif?
Didn't he want to keep it a secret?
"Please don't trust anyone, even if they are close to you, even if they are friendly with you, please don't trust them. Please don't ever trust them.''
All of a sudden Thaqif's verse kept playing in my mind.
If I don't have to trust anyone,that's mean I don't trust Thaqif too?
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When I arrived at school situation was the same as usual. Study. That's what they do. I just don't understand the people in this class. I put my bag on the seat and left the class. Why did I stay in my seat for so long? Just to see things that are weird and….for a while?
I stopped after a few steps.
Wasn't there a death yesterday?
Why do others act as if nothing happened?
"Move." Someone scolded me from behind telling me not to get in his way. I opened the space widening the distance so that he could step safely.
Wait the minute?
I saw him sitting in Atif's place.
"Why are you sitting there?" My question is surprising.
"Are you also a new student?" My second question while raising one eyebrow.
"Okay everyone, today we have a new student." A teacher who just entered the classroom spoke. I quickly returned to my seat. I'm curious. Is that the new student?
I looked at the person who had just reprimanded me and told me to step aside
Is he a new student?
"Before that, Anas, I want you to go to the teacher's room now."
I just obeyed the teacher's instructions. There was no word no that clicked.
...........
Weird
Weird
And strange
Actually what has happened. I looked at the teacher's face. Rumor has it that the teacher wants to meet me.
" Tomorrow there will be a motivational camp here. Tell other friends." Talk to the teacher. That's all the instructions. For me who has just opened a new book for my life, do I understand the meaning of this teacher's instruction? There must be many questions that arise in my mind.
What is the motivational camp about?
How many days is the camp?
What equipment do we need to prepare?
And one more thing, why is this news such a surprise the way it was delivered?
"Teacher, may I ask question?"
"No questions are allowed." The teacher replied and I was very surprised.
Why can't I ask? Isn't it a shame to ask astray.
"But teacher…"
BANGGG!
The teacher stomped on his desk to stop my question that I wanted to ask again.
"Tell the class in an hour there will be a math exam."
Suddenly?
Out of my mind?
Wow this school is really 'extreme'.
"Good." I just agree. I'm too lazy to choke. Who am I to dare to bite the person who has lit a candle when the darkness lights up.
I'm still thinking about a lot of things. All the way down the sidewalk I focused on my question. Why? Why? What?
"Anas, come here for a moment." Someone spoke calling me. It was a teacher. I saw the teacher smiling. It's the first time I've seen people smile when I was here. I approached the teacher, shortening the distance between us.
"Anything that I can help you? " My speech is friendly.
"Maybe what I want to talking about is a bit surprising, but can I come to your house tonight?" The teacher's speech is non-verbal.
"For what? "My question. I began to doubt for a moment I was reminded of Thaqif's words not to trust others.
"There is something the teacher wants to talk about."
"Can we talk here?" I spoke trying to find a way so that the teacher would not come to the house.
" Not." Answer the teacher briefly.
"This really needs to be discussed at home." The teacher continued That again. This time the tone of his speech did not have a hint of a smile like before. A cold aura filled the teacher.
" My house?"
"Yes, your house."
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