BLUE METAVERSE

NEW SCHOOL

Bromptom S6 bicycle wheels rinsed the smooth road asphalt casually that morning. Blue began to go to school on his own because he had not managed to invite Faiz to school as he should. The child remains adamant for home schooling, at least until the end of the semester exam. Fortunately the headmaster was a good friend of his father. Due to his participation in international online gaming tournaments and by including evidence of various achievements, Faiz received a special conditional dispensation. He may not attend class during the tournament because the headmaster hopes their school name will be fragrant if Faiz can win the tournament. The school was just an ordinary school, not a favorite school although its location was relatively close to a luxury residential area. It was only natural that they wished to have an outstanding student like Faiz. Moreover, Faiz's father, a famous businessman who could not possibly not make a large donation to a school that is said to be the land and building was almost sold by the chairman of the foundation because the income of the foundation was not able to meet its operational costs.

According to Blue, the conditions proposed by the principal were too easy for Faiz. Faiz must successfully pass the final semester exam with very satisfactory grades in order to directly enter the 11th semester after the July holidays. If the value is inadequate, it is forced to repeat in class 10. Sounds like a pleasantry condition. Blue is pretty sure Faiz can do it. Satya immediately agreed to it without refuting at all. Building money and voluntary donations whose value is quite large are immediately made checks at that time.

The school principal slightly widened his eyes. Seemed surprised to see the amount listed in the check. Yet the thin-bearded middle-aged man instantly changed his expression calmly developing a wide smile. “Thank you, Mr. Satya. We are happy to be able to accept outstanding student students like Faiz and Blue. I believe Faiz must be as reliable as his father. I personally pray that Faiz will win the tournament. My father's contribution was very useful to us. With the donation that you give, God willing, school operations can run for at least the next year.”

Satya smiled faintly, yet looked sincere. Just this time Blue saw the haughty style of his older brother whom he judged to be the friendliest compared to his other brothers. All of his older brothers turned out to have the same arrogance. Is that indeed a character inherited from the family gene of Wirajaya Halim? It does not feel because Lily is always humble and sometimes even seems less confident. Is the haughty style a camouflage to cover up insecurity? It doesn't feel either. Blue believes Satya's trivial smile due to the amount listed in the check was considered worth nothing. Only dime when compared to the income or property he has. Maybe it was just a spontaneous reaction. Didn't expect it to turn out that much money is so valuable that it can be used for school operations for a year. The donation money could be equivalent to 2 or 3 months of student tuition at an international school. Blue believes her brother from birth never lived poor. Maybe also never have a friend of the poor because they are in the neighborhood of the rich. It is said that all his older brothers attended an exclusive international school and did not accept students from the lower middle class because their monthly dues were equivalent to the price of subsidized houses in Jabotabek.

“I titip Education my sister and child yes, Mr. Hisham. If there is something with them do not hesitate to tell me directly.”

“Good, Mr. Satya. Thank you for entrusting the education of Satya's sister and son to us. We think, like other Menteng residents, you will entrust the education of family members to an internationally labeled school.”

“You wanted me to be so, sir. But my sister wants a school that is located near home because she wants to go to school on a bike. His school was also close to home. Pesantren where he studied belongs to our family which is located next to my youngest sister's house.”

“I am sure, the quality of Satya sir members remains the best even though the school is everywhere. The seedlings are already superior difficult to find appeal.” The headmaster praised as he gave a thumbs up.

Satya smiled proudly with her chin slightly raised. Blue noticed his style that looked so cool. He must learn to behave similarly so that he is similar to the other children of Wirajaya Halim. Don't be so naive. He also wants to look elegant and confident.

Satya and Faiz seem to have the same crazy thoughts. Blue wondered why his older brother was impressed to support his son who was underestimating education because of misleading online games. Because it's too dear? Or feel that Education is not too important because after all Faiz will also inherit his business that has been struggling with a very large asset. Unlike Ritha who worried about the decision. Ritha kept asking Blue to help her influence Faiz to abandon her addiction to online games. There is a lot of concern for the woman, but the most troubling is the psychological impact of visual and verbal violence that is not in accordance with Islamic culture. The way of view and parenting of the husband and wife does look different. Ritha seems to prefer Faiz to focus on education. It must be because he was born as the son of a teacher's grandfather who most of his life was dedicated to the world of Education. Satya is more relaxed. For Satya who was born into a family of business people the experience of life is more important. Life experiences can be used as learning so that humans become more resilient and that does not have to happen in the school environment, but in every place and opportunity. Let Faiz get his own experience with the world he likes that is important he is responsible for his choices.

The morning air in Jakarta is already stuffy even though there are some shady trees in the streets that passed by his bike. The sun peeked in the eastern horizon. The bias. Suddenly Blue misses the morning air in Jampang which is cold and refreshing. Also the smile of his sister-in-law who concocted a coffee-based drink for his family breakfast friends.

Oh my God, throw that thought. Don't stop in his brain anymore. He had to start a new world in this bustling and polluted city. Blue stopped the speed of his bike for a moment to take a deep breath and back pedaling the S6 bromptom faster so that his mind did not float back everywhere. He should be ready for his new day at school.

After parking his bike and locking it near the motorcycle parking lot, Blue went straight to the principal room according to the instructions given by Mr. Hisham when Blue visited his house with Satya yesterday. The school is labeled an Islamic school, but not all students are hooded. It seems that the veil is not a mandatory thing in this school. Some of the students she met at school were looking at her with strange looks and whispering with her next-door friend.

Blue saw the clothes he was wearing. Regular SMU uniform, Long sleeve shirt in white, Long rimple skirt in grey and white rectangular shaped silk hood worn in a slightly fashionable way. One end of the hood is pulled back and to keep it neat Blue pinned a brooch with a very small size on the chest. Not too much. Why does he feel the center of attention?

Masabodos. Blue tries to be careless. He walked confidently to the room to the right of the parking lot that read ‘school head’ according to the message of Mr. Hisham.

“Assalamu’alaikum.”

“Wa’alaikum greetings. Login Blue!”

Luckily the headmaster was already in his room so he could avoid the gazes of some students who seemed curious about his presence as a new child at the school. Frankly, he was embarrassed and embarrassed.

"Sit, Blue!"

“Include, Blue. This is Rianty's mother, 10-1 homeroom teacher who will be your class later.”

Blue nodded her head while smiling respectfully at the green hooded woman who looked a little haunted. Thick eyebrows. Look at his sharp eyes.

“This is Maslahah's mother, head of business.”

Blue turned to the pink-hooded woman whom Hisham had appointed later. His face looked a lot of wrinkles. Looks like the shady-faced head of business will soon retire. Blue smiled kindly and nodded her head.

“And this is Mr. Zain, sports teacher and OSIS builder here.”

Blue did the same to an athletic young man who turned out to be a gym teacher. Match his appearance with his profession as a sports teacher.

“According to records from his old school, Blue has won pencak silat and archery competitions at district and provincial levels, Mr. Zain.” explained Mr. Hisham.

“Wah, nice it. Maybe we should have a new eskul archery at our school, Mr. Hisham. So that Blue talent is not hidden during school.” Mr. Zain commented a little cynically while chuckling. His eyes were a bit naughty, but Blue didn't care.

Blue does not care whether there is an archery eskul in school or not. He can practice archery at home. He has also planned to join pencak silat college or other martial arts sports outside school. His new world should be more colorful and his experience should be wider than the school environment.

“Actually there is one new student again, but may only be able to join 2 months to come.”

“Live to take the final semester exam, sir?”

“Iya.”

Both the teacher and the head of business who were in the room were both frowning but no one cut Mr. Hisham's words with a question that must have been wrestling in their minds.

“The child is still in quarantine for an international tournament. So we give the opportunity to study independently for 2 months. Academic performance is good. But we will remain fair. If he succeeds in taking the final semester exam with satisfactory grades, he will take the class. If not, the beginning of the new school year should repeat in class 10.”

The three immediately nodded in understanding. Maybe the headmaster had already told him who his parents were. It's also good to have a father who has a wide influence and association. Faiz got ease because he's Satya Wirajaya Halim's son. If he's no one's child, he might be able to dispensate not to go to school that long. Blue still wonders if her life is easier because she's Satya's sister?