GRAF'S THEOREM

CHAPTER 27 PICK ME

For a moment, Gilar stared at Desi who was standing not far from him who was sitting on a motorbike. Recalling the girl's conversation with Dawn, Gilar could only hold a growl that he had not ventured at all. He had entered into a trap designed so nicely by them. It was impossible for him to act recklessly anymore let alone rely on his emotions.

A smile broke on Gilar's face. The girl before him frowned in confusion. Just the time he had his girlfriend smile like that for no reason.

"Sister Gilar why?" desi asked confused.

Gilar just shook his head. Moving her head slightly hinted the girl to get on the bike. The motor slowly exits the parking area. Enter the school grounds and exit the gate with another motor.

Gilar's eyes were glued for a moment as an Anggita stood right in front of the school gate. Both of their eyes looked at each other for a long time, making the speed of the motor slow spontaneously. There were no words or greetings, only the gaze of the eyes that lasted for a moment.

Desi who was sitting behind him was lucky to be turning her eyes the other way. Greeting his friends who happened to cross paths.

The eyes of Gilar who first turned away, while Anggita deliberately looked at him longer to strengthen his heart. Seeing the man's motor drove further and further, Anggita's body felt lax. His steps stopped only to see Gilar and Desi disappear from his sight.

"I cannot escape you, Gilar." Lirih batin Anggita.

***

Nothing changes as the day changes. I still feel the same pain. He closed the gap even for Dawn to just accompany him. The girl spent more time with Gladis who enthusiastically accompanied her.

Remain punctuated by a small quarrel between Gladis who still has trouble getting the attention of Randi. Just being their secret, Gladis can keep Randi's privacy safe to this day. The attitude of the girl who seemed really ignorant a little made Randi's anger about Gladis' gossip mouth slowly disappear.

The election of the new OSIS chairman passed so quickly. It is clear who will bear the title of the next OSIS chairman, because in fact no other candidate dared to challenge Rangga. Unexpectedly, the man liked his role of being part of a large organization of each school. Enthusiastically in and out of the Master room to discuss the ranks of cabinet members who deserve to occupy important positions in his leadership period.

Anggita who saw a different scene from Rangga could only see astonishment, so could Gladis. Both can only be surprised to see the man running here and there to visit each class just to talk lightly with other students.

Until one day, Rangga came to Anggita after the break bell rang. The girl was confused. Be alert while holding the hand of Gladis sitting next to him.

"Why? Don't make it up! I'm the Chairman of OSIS don't have to make a troublemaker!" Cynical gladis.

Anggita still reluctant to flinch. Choosing to wait from the intent of the man suddenly came to him again.

"You want to be the secretary of OSIS, Ta? I don't have a candidate other than you. You're smart. I need your abilities. How's it? I hope we don't refuse!" the door was half pushy.

Angry grunt. The attitude of this bossy man has never changed even though the context is far different.

"Rare you sure you're just a secretary? Watch out, Git. Put you in anything with him!" timpal Gladis.

A punch floated on the girl's crown which came from the paper rolled in Rangga's hand. The man looked at him sharply.

"Suudzon keep your mind, Dis! Penance there! Not ashamed of the veil! Huh?" timpal Rangga is annoyed.

Gladis. Replying to Rangga's treatment by pushing the man's stomach until his body inched away.

"okay." Timpal Anggita without hesitation.

Gladia. "Are you sure, Git?" tanyanya.

Anggita nodded steadily without saying any reason. Rangga smiled with satisfaction. Submit a paper leaflet that must be filled by Anggita as a prospective OSIS secretary who will be led later.

From the back, Dawn could only ponder the confusion. Rangga's slightly calm attitude change made him at a loss for words. Although the bossy attitude of the man remains attached from every word.

Moreover, seeing Anggita who seemed to be ungrateful when Rangga was close to him. He even accepted the man's request to be the secretary of OSIS.

"Are you sure, Ta?" ask Fajar half worried.

Anggita turned towards him with a big smile.

"Related, really. I don't get into any extracurriculars. So if you enter OSIS it seems that it will not be heavy as well. What about you guys? What other activities besides studying at school?"

Gladis shook his head steadily. "I was an ordinary student. Males are busy outside the classroom!"

"I have a lot of tutoring outside. Preparation for the National Examination next year." Timpal Randi without hesitation.

"The test is still a long time, Ran. Just nyantai!" sela Gladis.

"Sorry! I don't like leha-leha like you!" ejek Randi's.

Angita chuckles amusedly. "If you are, Faj?" tanyanya.

"Eitherway. I don't have any plans yet."

***

"Randy!"

Hearing his name being called, Randi instead sped up his pace. The more the voice came closer, Randi chose to ignore it. Until his steps stopped when Gladis confronted him, standing with his arms spread wide. Randi.

"Where are you tutoring?" asked Gladis curiously.

Randi smiled a little.

"Home home! Wh why? Wanna come?" challenge Randi. The longer Gladis diekori make Randi become accustomed to the girl's gelagat.

"Can?" timpal Gladis is hopeful.

Randi nodded hard. He had expected the girl to be so enthusiastic about the answer.

"No! Learn each one!" Randi looked at Gladis reluctantly.

Gladis' lips pursed. Disappointed by the rejection that again made it so difficult to get closer to Randi. After learning of the man's illness, instead of even gluing their closeness, Randi often assumed the girl's whereabouts did not exist.

"Where is your pain? Not bad, is it?" Gladis looked at him softly.

Randi throbbing.

"Not to be so know! My family's all doctors." Timpal Randi ketus.

***

Anggita could only lower his head, choosing to look at the laptop in front of him. Toying with his fingers touching the keyboard keys arbitrarily. His entire body suddenly cooled, occasionally turning towards Rangga who was making a speech in front of the classroom.

Sit in a chair close to the outside door. Sit on the right side of the chair, closest to the door. For almost an hour, he prefers to head forward, toward the laptop, or turn to his right. He refused to look to his left side. Not fear, but nervousness and confusion.

His two legs dangling down there were even reluctant to stop jerking to the floor. Although it did not sound loud, but his upper body trembled slightly due to his movements. I can't hide my excessive nervousness.

"Surge, lo!" rangga's voice was commanding violently. "Gue wants to sit with my secretary! I have so much to talk about!" rangga continued to reason.

We were panicking in our hearts. Hope there is no long debate considering this is the official meeting of the new OSIS members.

"Wouldn't! Bring another chair! Sit down in front of the members!" a voice coming from the side.

We can only hide the confusion. He dares to look to his left side slowly. Gilar was sitting fully leaning against the chair, with two arms crossed over his chest. While Rangga stood with a glass of waist, put on the look of the face as much as possible but did not succeed in making Gilar obedient.

"No need to make a fuss, anyway! It's a meeting!" anggita half whispered.

"No! Horror!" timpal Gilar pointed at Rangga.

"Gue Chief OSIS is here!" Rangga.

"And I'm his deputy!" timpal Gilar without fear.

Angry scowling. Looking intently at the two men who are now the center of attention. Instead of breaking up, Anggita chose to rise from his seat. Walk towards the back and sit right beside Yana who was sitting alone. The flap-haired man could only be stunned in fear.

"Lo wasn't sitting wrong, Git?" ask Yana later.

Anggita swerved. "Not protest! They won't say anything to you!"

Yana was only able to swallow deeply. Especially when two men who now hold important positions there are looking at him sharply.

"I moved on, Git. Got glued to them!" yana Kuluh riled.

"No need! They'll get tired of glaring at you." Timpal Anggita is indifferent.

Luckily, a knocking sound distracted them. A fast-haired man with a more protruding belly to weigh his other limbs entered the classroom. Rangga who had no choice hurriedly sat on the seat of the former Anggita.

"Assalamu'alaikum!" greet the teacher who is more familiarly called Mr. Arif who leads Sports lessons.

All the students in the room returned their greetings in unison.

"Wa'alaikum hail!"

Mr. Arif stepped steadily towards Master's desk, sitting on a chair with a fierce face that was usually attached to his face throughout the day. The famous teacher mercilessly gave the lesson Sports that managed to make the atmosphere in the classroom become quiet and gripping. His eyes circled around, like one scan after another of the new OSIS members in the room.

"I'm your OSIS' Teacher." Sergey Pak Arif without reluctance. "Your first task is to design a work program in each field for the next period. Which will be presented tomorrow at the same hour as today."

There was a small rumble coming from the whispers of other members of OSIS. Although it sounded faint, it was enough to break the gripping atmosphere.

"Is there a question?" ask Mr. Arif later.

Someone held his hand high. Make it the center of attention of all the eyes in the room, except Angita who is busy playing her fingers on the laptop keyboard. He is busy like no other.

"Is there a maximum number of work programs to be created, sir?"

Mr. Arif smiled understandingly. As if pleased by the question that had just been thrown from that person.

"Maximum five work programs only. Because if there are too many, especially if the schedule of proker each field clashes, it can inhibit other proker. Do not forget to also determine the appropriate time, not too close to the previous proker so that you can maximize the implementation later in the field."

The discussion directly attended by Mr. Arif only lasted a few minutes. After that, the members of OSIS began to form their respective field groups. Start making a rowdy class with their own voices of discussion.

Except the main group of members of OSIS are full of silence. Anggita who sat beside Rangga chose to busy themselves chatting with the treasurer of OSIS who was still his age.

The hooded girl was named Amel, a grade XI IPS 1 student with a pottery cheek with round glasses stuck in front of her two eyes. The two girls were engrossed in sharing the personal information that was at the center of the attention of the two men in front of them who were sitting on their backs.

"You're like Tom and Jerry!" tukas Amel while looking at Gilar and Rangga alternately.

Angita mutters little. "Tom and Jerry? How can?" ask Anggita curious.

"Witness does not get along but continues. Which is like the characteristics of a true friend, you know!" timpal Amel.

Spontaneous Amel and Anggita chuckled. Gilar and Rangga looked at each other.

"And you're like a rat that's a girl, Git!" continued Amel while turning his gaze towards the stunned Anggita. "So the ingredients for the two guys!" he pointed towards Gilar and Dawn.

Let's just say Angita is clumsy to make it. Not knowing what to react to but a small smile. While Rangga and Gilar choose to back each other by installing a look of rage.

“If asked to choose, who would you choose, Git? Gilar or Rangga?” amel's question made all three pairs of their eyes look towards Amel.

Angita. His lips suddenly felt faint even though just to smile a little.

“Jawab, Git!” timpal Gilar suddenly.

“Iya. Answer aja! Who do you choose!” added Rangga provoking.

Anggita poked her lips deeply. While looking at the two men in front of him with an angry look. If only the two men could be reduced to food, he had done so since.

While the two men in front of him even returned Anggita's gaze with a look of hope. They are already on alert for what Anggita wants to say later.

Suddenly Anggita kicked the table hard. Amel was shocked. Gilar and Rangga both put on frightened faces.

"No need to joke! Cepet finished the meeting, Rangga! Or I'm purging myself right now from this department!" anggamita.