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The air started to feel hot, but they stayed inside the tent to calm the crying Via.

"Dir, call Mr. Sigit to the office now" call Riki his tentmate Dirga.

"What's calling me?" ask Dira wonder.

"No idea, he was told to go to his room earlier" replied Riki.

"Okay, thank you, I'll be there" Dira replied.

Riki immediately went towards his tent which was beside the tent of the Via group.

"What's going on?" ask Dirga.

"Udah ah, rather than guessing it obviously mending you meet first, Dir" Bunga advised to Dira.

"OK, doain me to be okay" Pinta Dira because all this time has never been called by the headmaster directly.

"Yes, spirit and do not be afraid" said Novi.

Dira comes out of the tent, leaving his friends who are thinking of a mission to investigate the case and try to calm Via down.

His footsteps were deliberately accelerated to the end of the classroom, where the teacher's room was located. His feet entered a room that was so quiet because many teachers were busy setting up tents and arranging their students to complete their respective tasks immediately.

"Assalamualaikum, sir" Dira said as she entered the teacher's room.

"Walaikumsalam" replied Mr. Anggi.

"Sir, I was called the principal?" ask Dira to Mr. Anggi.

Pak Anggi is a sports teacher, his body height of about 190 Cm and thin stout. Naturally, if his body is athletic and tall, because of his hobby. It is his humorous and humble nature that makes students at school very familiar to him.

"Eh yes, just go to the room on the second floor" ordered Mr. Anggi.

When Mr. Anggi told Dira to go up to the second floor, Dira just fell silent and hesitated. Mr. Anggi understands that the student is now hesitant or even still afraid because of the incident last week.

"Yes, Mr. Anterin you up. Later when you go to the headmaster's room, you will wait on the front porch while looking at the activities in the field from the top floor" bargained Pak Anggi because he understood the thoughts in Dira's mind.

"OK, Mr. Anggi, is indeed the best teacher and understanding" Dira praised.

The two of them walked side by side towards the top floor to head to the headmaster's room. When they want to climb the stairs, they pass through the library space special important documents as well as the works of students. The room was quiet because it was rare for anyone to enter, there was neatly displayed books and school documents. Dira only glanced at a glance then continued his steps towards the top floor. The principal's room was in a side corner with a computer practice room.

Tock....Geck...Geck...

"Assalamualaikum" said Dira after knocking on the door because the room was closed.

"Walaikumsalam, come in" replied Mr. Sigit from the inside.

Dira pushed the door to enter while saying the words basmallah.

"Please sit down, son" ordered Mr. Sigit.

"Thank you, sir" Dira replied as she pulled up the chair and landed her butt.

"Calm down, don't strain that. Just relax" said Mr. Sigit smiling kindly.

"You, I called here to discuss the scholarship to get into the favorite High School in West Java" said Mr. Sigit.

"Alhamdulillah" said Dira grateful.

"I will find the documents you have to fill in, wait a moment" ordered Mr. Sigit as he walked toward the bookshelf lined with many important documents.

While waiting for Mr. Sigit to search for his documents, Dira loosened his gaze throughout the room. Comfortable room with a unique interior, gray walls, and a simple room arrangement.

There is a sofa near the entrance, mini refrigerator, television, and AC that makes anyone feel at home for a long time in the room. Some shelves behind the headmaster's desk, books and important documents are arranged very neatly. The floor is clean and fragrant because there is a room fragrance. Various types of trophies are displayed very neatly in a glass cabinet, proof that this school often wins in races.

On the wall there are many display various types of certificates and photos of teachers who are very compact with their uniforms. There was a photo of students holding trophies as awards during a paskibraka event at the district level, they were smiling happily in plain white uniforms. There are also three students who hold the trophy wearing blue white uniforms because they managed to win the national science olympiad and at the very end saw six middle schoolgirls holding trophies using purple uniforms with white lists. There it is stated if they are indeed two national level champions for volleyball.

Dira was stunned and stared fixedly at the picture frame containing six smiling students staring at the camera. A beautiful schoolgirl with shoulder-length hair holding a trophy, beside her right stood a beautiful schoolgirl with long hair braided in two and beside her a schoolgirl with a short-haired tomboy style. As well as his two friends with Bob's hair and the far left with long hair that was broken.

Seeing Dira staring in amazement at the photo containing six outstanding students in the field of sports, making Mr. Sigit smile again.

"They are students who excel and honor the good name of this school" explained Mr. Sigit.

"Heeeemmm, yes" replied Dira intrigued because it was found if he had been careless to see the contents of the school principal's room.

"You are also one of the outstanding students and have perfected the good name of the school, hopefully this scholarship can help you achieve your goals" said Mr. Sigit full of authority.

"Thank you, hopefully later I can achieve the ideals that I have always dreamed of, sir" said Dira smiling expectantly.

"Now fill in your data, make sure nothing is wrong" ordered Mr. Sigit while thrusting some sheets of paper to fill by Dira.

"Well sir" Dira answered while receiving the paper offered by the principal.

Dira immediately filled his data quickly, his mind is now filled with big question marks about students in purple eggplant sports uniforms. He could not know for sure, because the only one who saw the student was his best friend, Via.

After re-checking the data that has been filled in, Dira handed the paper to Mr. Sigit and immediately say goodbye.

"Thank you, sir, I'm out" said Dira while shaking Mr. Sigit's hand.

"Together, good luck" said Mr. Sigit.

Dira immediately stepped his feet out of the room with a raging mind. Outside, Mr. Anggi saw a confused and moody face displayed by his students immediately asked, what happened inside.

"Are you okay" asked Mr. Anggi while aligning his steps.

"Yes, I'm fine sir" Dira replied briefly.

Mr. Anggi saw that Dira was now lying to him. He was very curious about what happened in the principal's room earlier so that it made the student become moody.

"So why did Mr Sigit call you?" asked Mr. Anggi could not help his curiosity.

"I was told to fill in the personal data used for the scholarship, sir" replied Dira with a flat face.

"Wow, this should be good news dong" replied Mr. Anggi amazed.

"Yes, I'm happy, sir" said Dira with a forced smile.

Mr. Anggi realized that the students were not happy. This is so strange, because everyone must be very excited if they get a scholarship. Now, Dira's attitude is inversely proportional at the beginning of the graduation announcement last Sunday which was so enthusiastic when he found out he became a star of the school and got the title of the brightest student so that the scholarship was won.