Dorin Tanea's

Episode 11

Finally came today. New school year. School new.

And most annoyingly, my wish

not fulfilled. Mama refused my request to go to school after MOS was over. He said, I have to follow those good times, the introductions between juniors and seniors. In my heart I can only comment, what beautiful? Life in hell, yes!

During the student orientation period in Junior High, I was often bullied, yelled at, said Mis

Ball (sacred name given). That's why the nickname got attached to me—a guy gave it to me, senior. I clenched my feet to the floor. Bodo! Who cares about MOS?

I puffed cheek— stared at myself in

mirrored. Hair in two with a white ribbon, required to wear glasses, use a red tie of paper, a bag of colored plastic bags

red white, and a nickname hanger hanging in front of the chest. I look geeky myself. You turn to look down. Black socks on the left and right are white. I also shook both of my toes.

Looks ruined, right?

Not exactly the same, right?

I sighed while turning the name hanger on the chest. If I make a mistake, I can go straight

run without anyone seeing my name. Hahaha, what a good idea Dorin.

***

It's great! The seniors are great! Look

those new students, they looked like nerds. Wear all the glasses. Haha, funny too. And, guys are the same. Their hair, ouch Mak! Their hairstyles like the era of the 80s were neatly combed sideways. Shiny, Bok! I don't know what oil they put on their hair. Because it is forbidden to use gel.

I probably stood about five

minutes in front of this gate, watching the people passing by. My eyes narrowed. Erratum! They do not look like nerds, rather the word geeky deserves to describe their appearance. Including myself.

“Woi! Why are you bengong here?” someone shouted to surprise me.

My head turned to the side. Usually

the one on the left isn't a demon, is it?

He looked at me with a sharp glare.

The girl stood up while folding her hands in front of her chest. Well-favoured. Her long hair was divorced from a shampoo commercial. Her dress is not like a new student. And ....

Damnit damnit!

I'm sober. It's only the first day, but has senior been yelled at?

Without a second thought and not answering her question, I stepped in rather than dealing with her name senior.

Know that today is their day of power.

Crowded. Everything looks the same. Difficult too

distinguishes it. I chuckle in my heart. Want to capture this moment. My hands have reached for HP from the pocket of a brown skirt with red stripes. Yep. Here's this

uniform model. On it wear a brown vest and in it a long-sleeved white shirt, wear a bright red tie made of paper. Because the tie was actually confiscated during uniform division. It will be returned after MOS. You idiot! What do they think I'm stupid? A tie like that I can get in the market.

I've set the position, purposely put it on

rear camera, let the new kid's face look all. This is just a funny moment.

Ah, Mama, it wasn't in vain that I came here.

One ... two .. I count in my heart.

“Eh?” Before the count of three and before pressing the click button!

“HEI!” my yelling. Someone took HP out of my grasp. Spontaneous reverse body. And looked.

Dugm!

My heart stopped beating. My eyes

widened saw a figure standing in front of me. This is really a real moment.

Why .... Why should I see him again?

“Hei cupu! Don't read the announcements and rules, huh? During MOS is prohibited to carry HP ...”

Figured. Gawking with mouth open.

I don't know what this guy in front of me said. I don't know what the verses are, what line to the rules he reads. His voice was barely audible or perhaps the demon of this school had closed my ears. His mouth continued to flutter like a spell.

“Now this HP I confiscate!”

The last words made me flinch. “What?” my peek. “Please don't, Brother!” That guy took my HP forcibly after it left.

Uh, shit! Though just fill quota. After school I plan to continue downloading One Piece. Two years later, the anime left me

spend more pocket money. Especially buying comics. Huhu, pathetic.

I'm shaking my legs. It sucks! Why should I meet him? Don't again. I prayed to God not to meet people I knew in school.

“Eh, does he not recognize me?”

“Huft, luckily my HP is just for browsing.” If I want to call, I use a folding phone. So, Mama won't know about this. It means that Rega is currently in the twelfth grade. Unexpectedly, the guy was getting tall and handsome. Oh, naw! I'm certainly not interested in him anymore.

I bite my lips. My eyes moved wildly watching the surroundings. Without thinking twice, I turned around. And

... BLURRED!

“SETOP, SIR!” I shouted running towards the gate whose fence was almost closed. “Sorry, Sir!Some are left behind,” I said weld and hamper the iron fence with the right foot.

“Hehe, thanks ..., sir!” I grinned at freedom.

***

BE FREE!

I cried out in my heart to celebrate this freedom. Anyone who wants to stay in hell. I had a moment to complain in my heart because Rega took my HP, but was calm. Papa can buy a new one, of course without your mother's knowledge.

Now I am in my beloved papa's office. Spoiled beds on the sofa. Occasional coughing. Convincingly. Nothing a little lying sick. For the good and survival of free MOS. Because Papa knows the principal, my life is safe. Papa is the best.

If about mom, it's gonna be a business lately.

At most the name can also accept and forgive me if caught.

“Uhuk ... uhukk!” I pretended to cough again.

“Have ...ntar Dorin is really sick, loh!” papa commented, but his eyes were still staring at the computer screen.

I grinned wide because I was caught lying. Maybe Papa understands my feelings of not wanting to go to time

student orientation ... or maybe, papa has experienced what I feel? Can ....

“Pa,” call me.

The thin mustachioed man raised

her head. Staring at me.

“If Mama protests, anar Papa help

Dorin, yeah?”

Papa smiles. Then back to staring

computer. I take that smile as a statement of agreement.

***

Five unanswered calls are on display

on my HP screen. I really fell asleep in Papa's office. With a dag-dig-dug chest I got off the car. Ah, tonight feels horror, mama must be furious.

May my life be safe tonight.

I hid behind papa's back then tilted my head slightly. Peeped. In front of the terrace mom

stand up while shaking the waist. Mam-tu-pus, slumped! Horror, feeling

it's like being in an empty old house or in a cemetery.

“Pa, why is Dorin so goosebumps gini, well?” I whispered walking behind Papa while fingering his nape. After arriving at the terrace, I shuddered while coming out of hiding. “Ehe-he, sorry, Mom. Dorin fell asleep in papa's office, so forgot to tell her, deh!”

“Eiiits!?” Mama intercepted me. Stick up

his palm at the entrance. “Why today Dorin truant?”

I looked towards papa. How did Mom know that? I told my dad to call home around 2. Telling my name that I stopped by papa's office. Plan to go home together. So that my truant show is not caught.

He shrugged his shoulders as if he could read my mind.

“Ehem!” Mama's pounding. Make an atmosphere

increasingly horror. Maybe he knows what we're thinking. Or maybe, Mama

follow me to school. I'm anti-MOS.

“Pa-pa!” furious Mama glared.

Papa just grinned. “Already, Ma. Come inside. Dorin is also tired all day in Papa's office!”

Plasteredness. Ah, you Papa.

“Tuh! Kan!” chirps Mama. Now his hands are placed in front of his chest. Getting upset.

While Papa clenched his mouth tightly. I

breathing out while shaking your head. Papa can't lie. It was a mama's trap. Ah, this woman is really smart. So, he just fished us? If I could turn back the clock, I would express myself as reasonably as possible.

“Ah, tiring!” I threw myself in the bed. Though all day just sleeping in papa's office, but my body tired. Maybe my sleeping position hasn't changed. Snuggled up on the couch.

I thought my mom would be angry.

His name is also a parent, it is natural to behave like that. The ends are also forgiven, of course, helped by papa as well. And ... Because of his explanation, I was able to take MOS off. Hahaha, anyways have obtained permission from the principal as well.