
my name is Lia, a late-year student at a high school in D. City from 04.at dawn I was out of the house to peddle my sales cake that I made with my mother and father and sister around the village until 06 am and stopped to change clothes "uniforms" my sales became my school uniform.
Today as usual I started selling my cakes in the streets of the village - the village that I used to go through every day while shouting "kuuueeeeee....kuuuueeeeee"
"donat, gandasturi, pastel, risol, dading, fried bread"..just keep yelling wish my subscription as usual calls to buy my cake..
"deck cake deck!" my first seller was Lusi's mother (a JD subscription knows her name is yaš„³)call..
"yes Ma'am"..
I open my cookie shells so that it looks all rows of cakes are neatly arranged and still warm.
finished serving I rushed to continue around the village until 06 am to be ready for school..
I left my cake basket on my school bag and changed my uniform in the cafeteria toilet..
HR is my best-selling trade, I am excited to live my tough days at school.
"kueeeee..kueeeee ..kueeee..cciih can-can his poor school girl here"
"if it wasn't for pity, he wouldn't have been able to get into our school, just smear our school name there's a poor girl here"
cathrine said the son of one of the officials in this town.
"heeyyyy poor..already shower belooommm"
"lake.."
I just quietly listened to those who mocked and insulted me,
not to fight or to retaliate against it , but what he and his gang said is true that I entered this school on the basis of the generosity of a father who accidentally grazed me when I was selling cakes while still in junior high school.
since then he raised me as his son and I was educated in this elite school..
I sat on my bench as usual while listening to their insults and cynical look of disgust.
"Lia.aku nyontek pr chemistry dong pliiiisss.ya Li yaa liiii..baaiiik.cantiiikkk..."
said Sarah is the only friend who wants to be friendly to me even though I know his hospitality is only to cheat or borrow a copy of the task from me...
"it's Sarah..."
I handed her my pe er book and let Sarah copy my pe er paste..
"thank you Lia.mmmhhhuuaacchh"
Sarah passed back her shirt to copy the chemistry pe er
"toleng tong teng.attention to all students to immediately enter their respective classes because the lesson hours will begin soon"
the sound of my school bell is similar to that of the station's railroad operator...
I'm getting ready to take out the first textbook
"morningiiiiiii paaaaaaaakaakkkkkk"!.
kompak classmate answer
"as soon as we start class this morning, I'll introduce you to a new student"
"his name is Erick Fabregas, I hope you can be friends and get along with him"
"hhuuaaaaawwwww,,,,nganteengggg""
"haaaiiii tampaaaannn"
"eriiiiccckkk. I lov yuuuu"
all the boisterous even almost noisy calling and scrambling to be able to sit beside the new disciple
I just glanced at him expressionlessly
"hhhhmmm ..."
I didn't expect my attitude to get a sharp look from that person
"bodo very much" I said in my heart
after the commotion and the small noise passed continued with lessons and until Bell rang
" tolleng tong teng.istrht time starts, it's lunch time"
at first I liked the sound of the bell ringing because it was strange for me...
when my friends came out for the canteen and went to the next class to meet his girlfriend and went to WC, I just sat on my desk without leaving the class,.
Because today my cake is sold out then I do not have lunch, I usually eat only when there is the rest of my selling cake that is not sold out...
thirty minutes passed
"toleng tong teng"
finally, the HR class is over
bruuukkk..
"aaaawwww.." sorry.sorry.sorry.." holding my aching forehead for hitting someone.
I ran without looking who I hit, though,
"i'm sorry "
I said in my heart while running to the cafeteria to take my cake basket and change my other uniform.hehehe (a variety of cake sales service aka simple clothes that are important polite )
I came home on foot about three kilo meters from my house to school