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Chapter 3: Sandwitch

...- A Dusty Photo...

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..._Safrank...

I was trying to avoid.

From Anastasya who is still my legitimate boyfriend. That said. But I think what we live so far is not a courtship but something under the guise of dating. He just used me.

Wh why? Not to be arrogant, but I am indeed including handsome and smart. He entered three parallels of one school. And according to Anastasya who is the son of my principal is the right guy for that. Clever and handsome, though not very penniless.

Then why would I want to when I know that I'm being used? Because I can't take Anastasya off the hook after a long struggle I get him. Yes, since first grade Junior High I had a crush on him. And after getting what I want, I will not let go of what I have. Even though it's toxic. Because it seems I'm still so sure that he's never been that bad.

This morning drizzle a little. I was still in the lobby delaying the time to enter the classroom. Intentionally, I talked to the school security guard first. Poor him, no one ever invited me to talk.

Suddenly my phone rings. Bokap. As a result I took a short step away from the gate, leaving the security guard.

When I talk to my bokap a girl looks to be chatting with the security guard. I didn't see him clearly but his uniform was different. Maybe the students are transferring from another private school and have not got a uniform from the school. He held out a packet of crackles at the security guard, they chatted coolly before the girl passed.

"Who, sir?" I am asking.

"He's Budhe Sisri's nephew."

"Budhe Sisri canteen corner?"

"Yes, he said from Surabaya. Father in love bread two. Intentionally, he said to Mas Abra as well."

"I am also loved, sir?"

"The man of mintain."

I laughed when I received a bread offer from the security guard. A piece of sandwitch with cheese and sausage. From the looks of it is tempting. So I decided to put it in my bag for lunch. I already had breakfast.

I entered the class and the security guard said yes. But not until the second grade corridor, I saw Anastasya walking towards me. I have tried to pretend not to know and then cover to the cafeteria but after I met eye to eye with him, it is impossible I can run away.

"Abra." she called and I tried to smile as much as I could. And of course the supernatural might.

Why do I intend to avoid him? Because yesterday. I felt embarrassed yesterday in the cafeteria.

Yesterday Anastasya came to me dramatically. Then hit the plate, the bowl is also a glass in front of me. He was angry for something I didn't understand. He accused me of cheating. Accusing me of playing him. I slapped him. What a slap of regret. But he certainly does not apologize easily.

And, well.

I have to get down on my knees and apologize. But he did not tell, all the canteen visitors who were on his side. Asking me to my knees and apologizing. Then just like that. I'm doing. Too easy to fool.

"What does this guy want to eat? I'm buying you an apology about yesterday." Anastasya was so sweet with that look. Feel not guilty. It makes me feel more guilty.

"Any in the canteen? I have to apologize officially to the cafeteria's mother."

"Cantin? Just sorry, right? Go to the cafeteria?"

I doubt. I want to answer okay, but I'm certainly not feeling good. I don't have enough savings to compensate for all the damage in the cafeteria. And eating in a cafeteria for twice the price would make me even less money. Although he said it would be traded by Anastasya.

"I think we're eating in the cafeteria, huh."

I ventured.

"Okay, I'd like to apologize to the cafeteria's mom, too."

See? It's Anastasya. It is too good to call it evil.

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..._Month...

Thrilling first day. Budhe said this school is not a school that can be said to be good. Many students use money to move up the ranks and fierce competition for power. Budhe said also in this school many children of rich people, although I am one of them but now I am holding the status as a nephew of Budhe Sisri. And of course can not be called rich because my bokap far away there who have money. He wants to finance my school in this expensive school alone I have to bow down in gratitude.

This morning I intend to share my Sandwitch with friend Budhe while introducing myself. Mr. Satpam, gardener, broomsticker, cafeteria, and some other school residents whose rank is equivalent to my Budhe.

And of course, the two creatures that had reached under the mango tree, Felix and Hanin.

"In the morning, my hump." I said as I held out one lunchbox to the two. The contents of course Sandwitch special with extra cheese because Hanin quite like cheese.

"You want to go straight to class, Lan?"

"No, I want to share Sandwitch with her friend Budhe first. Go to the teacher room. I don't know what class I'm in."

Both nod. Still munching on Sandwitch.

After that, as expected. Done handing out Sandwitch I immediately searched the teacher's room. Hanin and Felix I banned him from dropping off because he had to eat breakfast first. Ah, ja. I banned them from breakfast.

I wanted to talk about my new school. This school is quite big, or I can call it very big even though it is not as big as my school in Surabaya. His paint in the dominance of old ash and signage in each room gave the color of wood brown in general. I went around looking around, passed the gym then went up to the second floor. You have to go down the hallway to get to the end of the hallway, and go up one more floor, that's the teacher's room. The teacher room is large and large. One floor with computer room, music room and art room.

Then when looking out the window will be seen a football field with a running track on the edge. Very fancy.

Ah, very similar to my school in Surabaya.

I finally went into the teacher's room. And meet the teacher who greeted me when I enrolled in the headmaster's office. My class is a young woman. I think he's married maybe he still has one little baby or maybe he's not married.

"Moon?"

"Yes, mom. Moon Anindya Pambudi."

"Rubber, you're in my class. Wait a minute, yeah. We'll go to the same class."

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