Don't Call Me Beautiful...!

Chapter 9 Kaede Rukawa

Tok tok tok tok

''Please come in... !" replied Mr. Danang, Physics teacher..

Open that door, and...... who came..??

"Sorry, too late, sir..!" The voice of the boy that I wanted to avoid the most at this time, yes it was Rangga .

"Why is it too late?" ask Danang ketus sir.

"Sorry sir, I was waiting for his angkot long ago"

What a cliche reason, but it was true just now I waited angkot very kama..

Mr. Danang forgave Rangga who came late .

"Please sit!,"

the teacher told him, but Rangga was confused, this was only the first day he entered the classroom.

" Why are you dumb,?"

"but my sir just entered today, I have not been able to bench" he replied.

"Oh so you're the boy in the suspension," Mr. Danang nodded his head" You can sit there, it looks like he's sitting alone..''

Mr. Danang pointed at the empty bench next to me, which meant that Rangga would be my countryman, oh not really very scary..

The children cheered .

"i don't want to sit with him sir ."

"why?: ask the teacher.

Then one of the children replied, "sir, the Beautiful sir who made Rangga in the suspension"

"ohh. Then you must be my brother, let familiar not quarrel again,,,"

Finally with forced Rangga sitting next to me, his eyes bulged like he wanted to swallow me round. ihh very scary .

Mr. Danang explained the lesson well, really somehow almost 100 percent of the lesson entered in my head, it was very easy I digest this very difficult lesson, Mr. Danang also gave a matter of training, he said, I easily finished and finished the first time.

Another case with the creature that was next to me, he seemed to have difficulty working on it one by one..

If only the man was not Rangga, maybe I I helped him, but God is my sin if I want to laugh at him this time, in the heart only, he is in the heart.

"hahahaha, feel you Rangga"

Oh my God, usually I'm the one who is laughed at, this time I'm the one who laughs at other people, even if it's in my heart..

Physics lesson time is over, it's time for fine arts lessons, we're assigned to paint, and,,

Speaking of painting, I remember Arief, he was very good at drawing and painting, what else was his favorite anime, Slam Dunk, he really liked Hanamichi Sakuragi, while I really like Kaede Rukawa Rivalnya Hanamichi . I once told Arief that if I ever had a boy I would name him KAEDE RUKAWA, like the character in the Japanese animation Slam Dunk, haha really this Junior High is very stupid, still a child has thought about children, even I am still a child.

The break bell rang, it's time for me to meet Arief,

I just stepped my foot out, Arief came to me first, and,,

"Beautiful, have your wounds improved?"

" As your healing gift, I will treat you to meatballs, how will you?"

I accepted Arief's offer with pleasure, heart, I invited Arief to buy meatballs outside the school area, the reason is that the children did not talk about us both, he said, my closeness to Arief made the mouths of the school children itchy not to talk about us, what else after the incident..

The days just passed, I always spent time with Arief, we also often went home together.

That day the government announced the rise of BBM, which coincidentally attracted all to protest against the increase, one of which was a large demonstration of angkot drivers, it affects us schoolchildren loyal users of angkot drivers..

All the children waited for no one to pass, as a result all the children walk to school, I also did the same thing, even though the distance of my house is quite far from school, but it's okay to just think of sports..

This morning I had not had time to eat breakfast, it was very tired to walk like this, but maybe only a quarter of the journey, but my poor body was not able to continue it, he said, what else my legs feel so heavy to step on...

tid tid..

The sound of the motor horn behind me, I looked towards the motor, I thought who it was...

" Come on up..!" Arief took me on a duck bike he was riding, he said,

I doubt if he can ride it, I'm a little scared, and if it's okay for Junior High School kids like us to drive motor vehicles, it's against the rules...

" Come fast, I'll have bad luck"

Finally, with my forced ride on the bike, Arief hugged me carefully, the bike he ran slowly according to my request..

"Rif, you're a kid, why bring a bike?? don't you have a SIM?"

" It's okay to be beautiful, at least only a few days until there is more angkot, once breaking is okay just do not look after the police..."

"yes it's up to you, but be careful the way I'm afraid"

"If you're afraid to hold on"

But I don't want to hold on to him, what else to hold him, to put where my face is, to see us shaking hands, the kids on the street cheering us on, what else to see me hugging Arief, maybe they'll throw us with street rocks...

Finally we arrived safely, Arief left his motorbike at a stall near the school...

We both rushed into the classroom each, the clock has shown at 07 20, as a result of my misfortune, I was the one who rode the motorcycle bad luck what else they were on foot, I don't know when they will arrive at school..

And sure enough in my class there are only a few students, even it seems like our teacher has not come...

I entered with a pounding heart as usual, what else should be close to the super fierce Rangga, it feels like I want to just move to class 2H, if not just,

at 08 00, then the lesson began, 1 hour late than usual, I studied very hard, I listened to every explanation of the teacher well as usual, and did the problem quickly

Today I saw the awkwardness on Rangga, his face looked pale, and he kept holding his head, it seemed like he was sick..

I wanted my heart to ask her how she was, but I was afraid that she would scold me again,

"Work quickly, 15 more minutes collect, finish or not finish"

Mother Goddess is indeed the most killer teacher in my class, she teaches math subjects..

I saw that Rangga's answer sheet was still empty just how much was done, I felt sorry for him...

" Rangga, you can see my answer.."......