Black Rose (Completed)

Chapter Eight

Hello Diary,

A boy from another class borrowed my book, and said, "Just a minute. I just need to check and match the themes of the discussion from this lesson."

The boy is tall and smart in math. Several times he helped me explain formulas that were difficult but very easy for him. When it comes to mathematics, when it's time to work on the hard part, suddenly my brain freezes.

"I'm not planning on taking a medical degree, so just leave me with this weakness."

The teaser who is good at solving difficult formulas laughs out. "Yes, just leave it. At least you have one drawback." He still laughed.

I walked home while enjoying the drizzle. The uniform I wore was not wet when I arrived at the dormitory. Some of my friends were lying on bunk beds, some had not been seen because they were still hanging around the school grounds, the rest were sitting around a long table. Whether they're having lunch, chatting with each other, or are seriously working on something.

I opened the hijab, changed the uniform with a short-sleeved shirt and sports pants. I stacked the books on the top shelf of the locker that was provided for me. That was when a blue sea letter appeared from one of the school book pages.

I checked it briefly but didn't plan to read it anytime soon. That afternoon I imagined eating a bowl of fresh and sweet fruit salad with delicious and crunchy fish crackers... and of course it must be spicy.

I jogged to the backyard of the dormitory and stopped in front of a sturdy and high iron fence (but on Monday, male students climbed this fence so they could go to class without being punished for not following the flag ceremony), and thankfully they were not locked.

Immediately I ordered what I wanted, because it was quiet, so I immediately enjoyed my order. While chewing, I circled my gaze along the Bogor Road which on the other side also had an iron fence that encircled the building of the Malang university in the easternmost corner. Until that day I had never entered the campus environment even though we were neighbors.

As long as I eat and sit on a small bench on a quiet side street, only a few buyers come. If it's not a junior high school student in white blue uniforms, sometimes people just happen to pass by. I've almost never seen my friends hanging out here, eating fruit salad on a quiet roadside. Maybe they also hang out here, but at different times.

I went back to the dorm to wash my face and pray. Drowsiness begins to feel because the stomach is full and the cool air is typical of the mountain region. Malang city resembles a wide valley with green scenery that refreshes the eyes. When viewed from the height of the city of Batu at night, the densely populated valley city was illuminated by the sparkling glittering light that resembled a sprinkling of stars in the dazzling night sky.

A few months ago while living in a boarding school, I often had nightmares even during the day. First like there was a commotion in my ears, then a lump of black smoke on the ceiling of the room fell on my body which suddenly froze. absolutely unable to move. I was very scared and felt helpless if only a loving and most merciful God would not free me.

That afternoon I woke up with the most comfortable feeling. It was nice not to be bothered by nightmares during the day, even at night.

"Let's pray first." asked Titi to see me still lazy. All the time my friend kept order in her life. Wake up on time, shower, pray, and study with a similar schedule every day.

Whereas I don't really like activities that are too scheduled. Besides praying five times a day and attending classes in the morning, other things I do according to the alarm clock on my body. I can do it faster than scheduled or slower. The important thing is the target is reached. Live only once, then enjoy. I don't want to force myself too hard anymore, except for the important things I like.