Eyza & Sarah (My dear Classmates, Marry Me!)

First Day of School

SMA Negeri 6 Bandung's

This is my first day. Entered school in a new school as a transfer student. I don't know many people at this school. Let alone the teachers, even friends I do not know at all.

I walked slowly into the schoolyard, all of a sudden

"Aowww!"

My back hurts. Someone hit me from behind. Like a human head hitting my body. Maybe the person who hit me was about 165 cm tall.

For a teenager the age of a tenth grade high schooler, I was a gig. My height is about 175 cm. Tall and athletic, I inherited it from my father. Thick eyebrows, a pointed nose, brown eyes and dimples on the cheeks were also transmitted by my father to me. However, white skin, straight hair, pliable eyelashes, pink and thin lips were entrusted by Mother to me.

So no wonder when I was still sitting in Junior High School, when I was still in school in the city of Jakarta first, I was among the students who liked a lot of students in my school.

Ahmad Faeyza Son of Sanjaya, commonly called Eyza. Cool guy, white, tall and charismatic so anyway according to his friends, especially the girl. It is a shame for both of his twin sisters. If it's about learning, fine. The value is never under eight, but he does not easily like girls, only girls who are in pursuit, already like Goose, can not see Eyza through her innate want to join (Sorry, Sorry, sorry, was just like Goose, rather more than love the picture, understand abis watch indian movie hehehe ... ).

"Sorry, I'm sorry! I didn't mean it, I was in a hurry to get scared of the school bell."

One of the students apologized to me for bumping into me from behind.

"It's okay, relax. Next time be careful!" I answered with a smile and then passed from before him.

"Wait a minute!"

I just walked a few steps. Suddenly the student called me. I stopped and turned to him, not to continue my steps, and then he approached me.

"Elo, new student?" ask the student to me.

"Yes, I'm moving from Jakarta," I replied explaining his curiosity.

"Oh, I just saw you here!"

Reno kept looking at me.

"It's not the new school year now? There must be a lot of new students you will see later" I casually chanted, as I put both my hands in my pants pocket.

"Eh, yes, too. Recognize, I'm Reno's a first-class kid!" reno said as he extended his hand, asking me to shake hands. Then I took my right hand out of my right pocket to return the handshake.

"Gue Eyza, I'm first class too!"

My hand still holds Reno's.

" Oh, yeah! Then we're class dong? How much first class?" reno asked me, then let go of his hand.

"Class one-two!" answer's short.

"That's a good fit we're classmates."

Reno is happy to finally get a new friend who is a classmate with her.

"Eh, yes! hopefully we can be good friends huh," I replied to Reno.

"Well, how about we sit down?" bring Reno who I did not answer directly.

"Mmmmmm I can too!" my answer agrees to Reno's proposal.

"Okay, then deal are we sitting together?" Reno asked once more to make sure that I agreed with her proposal.

" Yes .... Yes let's go to class, he'll be sounding school bell soon!"

I invited Reno into the class, we walked together to the class.

On bench number four. At the teacher's desk, we sat there. I put a bag on the table, then sat by the wall, because since I was in elementary school I liked to sit by the wall, so I could lean.

The school bell rang, a sign that teaching and learning activities would begin.

"Good morning, kids!" A tall man, mature brown skin, curly hair with a beard thick enough on his chin, without the usual mustache so his partner. The man did not sit on the bench but stood in front of the students.

"Good morning sir!" answer the students together.

"Assalamu'alaikum warohmatullohi wabarokaatuh" said the man greeting the students in this class.

"Wa'alaikum salam warrohmatullohi wabarokaatuh," we answered simultaneously.

"Include me, Mr. Basri Hasanuddin, the teacher of Islam in the first grade, as well as your homeroom teacher! maybe you're seeing me for the first time because you're entering this school for the first time. Except Reno, he already knows me very well" Mr Basri told us.

We also nodded our heads. Either understand or confused why Reno can be very familiar with Mr. Basri, while he was also the first to enter school, just like us.

"Ren, how do you know Mr Basri? Kan lo is also the first to enter this school is just as rich as me and others," whispered I in Reno's ear.

"Eh, thatuu, actually I didn't go to class. I should be in second grade now, because there are a lot of red flowers in my report. I have to go back to the first class. That's why I know Mr. Basri!" said Reno while smiling shyly at me.

" Oh, so .... So you veteran dong here? But relax, we can be a good team. We fought together to be able to pass from here" I told Reno, as I pat Reno's back slowly.

I saw Reno smile. His face was excited. Really like a veteran of 45 fighters who again reminisce about the times of war. It was as if his soul was reawakening, wanting to fight against the invaders.

Sasongko Reno. If you look around pretty cute actually, just a little slow. Kind and loyal, my friend. Just his friends who are not loyal to him, proof that he was left alone in the 1st class had gone to class 2 hehehehe.

"Kids, introduce yourself now. Do not stand in front, just stand in your seats. Starting from the left first, at the front desk row of teacher tables!" said Mr. Basri, making me and Reno surprised because again cool chatting whispering.

The students stood up one by one introducing themselves.

"Include me Rani Maharani, I am from SMP Negeri 1 Bandung!"

"Include me Sri Wulansari, I am from SMP Negeri 1 Bandung!"

"Include me Burhan Sholehuddin, I am from SMP Negeri 2 Bandung!"

"Include me Syarifuddin, I am from SMP Negeri 2 Bandung!"

Finally it was my turn to introduce myself, and I stood up immediately.

"Include me Ahmad Faeyza Putra Sanjaya, commonly called Eyza, I am from SMP Negeri 15 Jakarta!"

All eyes were on me, until I sat down they were still looking at me. Especially them, women. I just bowed then muttered in my heart, "Duh, why the hell is still on my look, I so feel again so Siwon Super Junior who again press conference hahaha ... "

The last student introduced himself.

"Include me Ujang Suryana, I am from SMP Negeri 4 Bandung!"

"So it's just me here, a transfer student from Jakarta? The others from Bandung all, just look at me, just me alone different area of origin," whispered me in the heart.

"Well, kids. You have introduced yourself to each of you, already know the names of his friends huh? Today I did not teach you anything, just introductions. Maybe after this there is an introductory event for the new students of your upperclassmen! Then Mr. Pamit, Wassalamu'alaikum Warrohmatullohi wabarokaatuh." Mr. Burhan said hello and said goodbye to leave the class.

"Wa'alaikum hail warohmatullohi wabarokaatuh!" we answered in unison to accompany Mr. Burhan's departure from class.

**Till here first yes the*r*eaders, introduction to Eyza and her new friends, God willing we continue later in the next episode.

See you 😉