
The boring Monday finally came again. After 1 month of school holidays because of class increase, finally the day of school entrance arrived. All the students would start complaining about the time so quickly passing.
So too with Nisha. Nisya Hartisa. He is the son of SMK Citra Harapan, and has now risen to the 11th grade. She is a student of the nursing department.
In the school there are 4 other departments. However, he prefers his current career because he wants to become a health worker. He said his salary was big.
After going through many disputes with his own mind, as well as a long lecture from his mother, he finally arrived at school. He set off on his beloved BEAT brand motorcycle. This bike has become his loyal friend when leaving school starting from he Junior High until now. Well, although often go out workshop~~~
When he finished parking his motorbike in the student parking lot, he immediately ran to a class that was a good distance from the parking lot. Arriving in class, he put down his bag, and immediately ran to the field because the ceremony would begin. Don't forget he took his white ash hat from inside the bag. If he does not wear a hat, then he will be punished by the picket teachers later.
When he was about to find where his class line was, a hand waved upwards, like calling him. Soon he headed there and lined up next to his friend.
"Old tumben? " ask a friend beside him.
"This is also trying as much as possible to be fast" answered Nisya.
"Woi, the story will be, we want this ceremony." Hit a friend on the other side.
"Okay, just a moment." answered Nisya again.
The ceremony is underway. All ceremony personnel today are carried out by OSIS, yes of course because the time is tight and arrives.
The ceremony process went well, although many students were held behind the ranks of other students because they were late or incomplete, such as hats.
After praying, the whole line started to storm.
"I beg you all to remain calm, and form a neat row. The ceremony is not finished. We're going to implement the closure of the MPLS." Said the Deputy headmaster of the student section.
After that remark, the entire student grew noisier. Because students feel tired of standing up, and hope the ceremony will be over soon. However, all their hopes were wiped out, because they had to follow the closing events of MPLS.
The MPLS closing ceremony is underway. The entire 11th and 12th grade students were still in an uneasy state and made a fuss here and there. It is different for Class 10. They feel proud because they finally officially became students of Citra Harapan SMK.
In between the closing ceremony, Nisya and her friends began to tell stories.
"Hah~~~ If you know this, mending me school tomorrow only." He started the conversation.
"Part 10th graders are MPLS, we're all at the closing ceremony" replied the friend beside him.
She is Katrina Indriani. His close friend from 10th grade. Actually Nisya and Katrina already know from SD, but never spoke in the slightest when SD. However, somehow they got close when 10th grade until now.
His folded his hands on his chest, "Ngapain must also have MPLS, right this child will know the school environment by itself."
"right, agreed. Is it a waste of time, right?" added Katrin
"Whoi!!! We also used to have class 10 MPLS. So, don't be pretentious and moaning." Hit a friend behind him.
"Hus, just calm down, you don't think he's talking to us." Nisya.
"What?!"
After that, they began to argue, but remained in a small voice. When you ask if they are really arguing, the answer is no. They were already like that from the 10th grade. It's nice to argue, but it's all just playing. That's what keeps them in class, because they never fight with small things.
The MPLS closing ceremony and event was finally completed, the students returned to the class, in accordance with the class that had been shared in the field before.
**CLASS**
"Gaes, I haven't brought a book at all." Deren.
"Sama coy, I'm just carrying myself and this bag of wind." Boy is talking.
"Just be calm, everyone's friends, we won't learn." Overwrite Gresila.
"Your nose is not learning. You didn't see Sinta's mother brought a book in her hand." replied Dilla.
"As long as we don't get into our class, there's no need to be afraid". Katrin
"You're afraid anyway, this is our school. Who's the principal." Wisman.
Arrived, " Ohh~~~ This school has you guys ya." Say someone from the door.
Everyone looked with surprised faces.
"Gue thinks who woi is." Added Deren.
"And I just repeat what you say to me." Say Helmy while defending yourself.
"But woi did not arrive!" Saying they are many.
Helmy walks to Nisya and Katrin.
"Cock you guys side anyway?" said it.
"Yes because you want to. Ciee who has no friends." answered Nisya.
"Cieee, Helmy has no friends. No one wants to be next to Helmy's friend." Overwrite Katrin.
They began to recite and approve Katrin's words, then made another commotion.
Katrina, Nisya, and Helmy are close friends from the 10th grade. But for Helmy and Katrina, they're close to Junior High. If you ask them to be friendly, then the answer is no. They do not admit that they are friends. When asked, they only answer close friends. This was because they were still doubtful about their friendship now. But, lately they began to accept when said to be friendly. Maybe they are starting to believe in the friendship they are making now.
"Everything is calm."
The class became silent. The arrival of their homeroom mother made them become quiet without the slightest sound.
"Welcome, and happy school. I know, you must have been very hard to come to school, especially today's closing MPLS." Said Mother Intan starting her lecture.
The whole class began to approve and approve.
After that, Ibu Intan also gave some lectures and advice to her children. He's been a homeroom teacher since they were in 10th grade. He is a good teacher and can be joked, but if it is serious, then he does not want anyone to play and he must be heard. He was one of the teachers who was feared at the school. But for children who know their true nature, sometimes they do not take it seriously.
All of his lectures, ended by determining the new class manager. As a result, Nisya became secretary 1 and Helmy remained treasurer.
When he was about to end his talk, the door arrived at the corner.
"Excuse me ma'am, you're called to the office for a meeting." Say the child. From his clothes can be seen that he is a 10th grader. Mother Intan just nodded her head at the child.
"The handsome is also a child" Katrin said in a whisper.
"Nothing, it's ordinary." Answer Nisha.
"What time?" With a seductive tone of Hisya.
"seriously, his face is normal." Answer Nisha again.
"Yes, then. But it's handsome in my opinion." Katrin.
After that, Ibu Intan ended her lecture and dropped out of the classroom. Today, there are not the slightest lessons and the school is being returned faster than usual. Maybe the school will start as usual tomorrow or Wednesday.