HALF-WING

HALF-WING
MOS (Student Orgil Period)



The second day of MOS Hana was a little upset, because the costume that day made him look like a person who was not sane. How not, they are required to wear a vest using black and white striped plastic, rubber flip-flops with black socks on the right, and white on the left, and white on the left, tutu skirt made of twisted raffia rope, do not forget the conical hat at the pointed end is decorated in the form of raffia rope as well.


Want to know something more extreme?


For female students, they are instructed to pigtail their hair according to the number of birth months, and for men, they must be creative in such a way as to make themselves appear to have a mustache.


"Luckily according to the month of birth, try if the date of birth, already like a real madman me!" Gerutu Hana was born on April 30.


"Your voice is still mending pigtails four, not crazy yet. Just look at mine! Huaoo!" Rengek Zia had eleven pigtails on her head.


Hana chuckles at the ridiculous appearance of her best friend, even though her own appearance is as ridiculous as Zia's.


"Udah, thank you, still eleven. Not twelve." Not yet."


"Totally, tell people to be grateful. I swear tomorrow I'll get the hair pigtails on the date of birth!" Zia snorted in annoyance.


Zia dared to challenge like that because she had a date of birth of November 2, which if Zia's words materialized, Zia would only lock her hair as much as two ties, she said, while Hana will pigtail her hair as much as 30 ties.


"Don't, dong. I just couldn't help it. Seeing you're eleven pigtails is ridiculous." Hana continued to tease Zia who had not stopped complaining.


This morning Hana and Zia were walking leisurely towards her school, they were leaving earlier than yesterday which was lived in chaos.


As Novi said yesterday, he left with Hana and Zia, walking three rows from the dormitory exit to the school field.


In Hana's heart muttered, 'oh this is what it feels like to walk alongside the famous disciple?'


"Hana, Novi, I went to my group first, yeah! Bye." Zia passed away while waving her hands, then disappeared into the crowd.


The activity was filled with a leisurely walk where the participants wore costumes that Hana considered abnormal and very freak clothes, then the students walked according to the route that had been arranged by the committee. It starts from the front yard of the school, passes through the city park, narrow alleys, bridges, and ends in the hall building.


The day was so hot, the sun was very scorching on the skin, making Hana's body like it wanted to boil, making her throat become very dry. He immediately walked towards the hall, intent on taking drinking water to quench his thirst.


Just as Hana was about to drink water from the bottle she was holding, someone suddenly hit her from behind causing her to choke. Hana had difficulty breathing, she felt like her lungs were filled with water. With great difficulty he set his breath. His chest and throat were very sore, his head was twitching. Hana could still see around, but she could not respond to her surroundings.


"Can you hear brother?" Said a man with a name tag bearing the committee of OSIS, it has been five minutes he tried to resuscitate Hana.


Moments after her consciousness floated up, Hana who was slowly starting to hear it immediately nodded her head.


"Bring to the UKS!" The man's orders to his other colleagues.


Arriving in the UKS room, it was seen that there was Novi there, two new students, and three organizers. A female committee is busy welcoming Hana, and two more people - including a man who crashed and saved Hana while choking - are waiting for Novi.


'Buset, who almost made a wretch, right me? Why is the Novi waiting?'


That day, everyone was competing to get acquainted with Novi, try to get along with him, and also ask for his phone number.


'Beautiful people always get more attention huh?' Mumbled Hana again. Sometimes she felt envious, but she was used to accepting the fact that it was natural for such a thing to happen, she who was this mediocre girl could only be self-conscious.


Since Hana entered the UKS with the MOS clock coming home close together, she decided to leave when the activity was dissolved, Hana only had to wait a few more minutes.


"Where's the manga girl?" Pointing Hana who was sitting on the front bench of the UKS.


"Oh, Hi." Hana wanted to say hello to her name, but she forgot who, it would be very embarrassing and awkward if she asked her name again.


"I'm looking for nothing from before, here. What are you doing here? Wait who?" Cerocos is a creature named Aji.


"I'm out of UKS, I want to get out, uh it's time to go home, yes I've been waiting for me from here."


"From UKS? You sick?"


"No. There was a small incident, it's okay, not a big thing, really."


"Hm. Okay, I'm."


"What are you looking for me for?"


"It's okay, just want to return your book that I picked up yesterday. I'm making a cheat, hehe."


"What cheat? It's just a vague picture, same catetan origin is more unclear."


"Well, there it is."


"That's it?" Wonderful with Aji's answer.


"I'm cheating on your obscurity."


"There-there's a thing."


That's how the two of them become familiar, Aji with his out-of-the-box and childish behavior, and Hana who just does not mind accepting a new friend who is no less strange than Zia, his friend from long.


"Hana!" Call Zia from far away.


Hana's hand waved at Zia who was half-running towards her.


"Yes, her name is Zia, the son of IPS."


Aji thrust out her hand, making the gesture want to greet Zia who just came.


"Greetings, Zia. I'm Aji, majoring in IPA."


"I'm Zia, IPS boy." Zia welcomed Aji's handshake with confidence.


"Yes, Ji. I'm with Zia first."


"Okay, sip."


Hana and Zia passed away without looking.


The wind was not enough to cool the bodies of both of them from the hot sun. As if bewitched, their footsteps suddenly stopped, they looked at each other.


"Es shaved?"


Zia nodded.


***


In the dormitory that Hana occupies is like ordinary princess boarding houses, the only difference is the mandatory hours of study carried out together with all residents of the dormitory from seven to ten nights. In addition, they are free to do anything but get out of the dorms beyond six in the evening.


The dormitory with one room facility containing two people does not have more than fifty residents because it is not required for all students, but only provided for students who are interested only.


Although she was still in one city, and the distance between her house and the dormitory was only about an hour away by vehicle, Hana decided to enter the dormitory knowing that Zia had left first.


"Han, who was the same guy you were? Your new crush?"


"You mean Aji?"


"Yes. Rarely do you cepet familiar with people."


"Crush what the fuck, it's not. I am familiar with him also because he is active just as much as talking. If I meet the same shy rich I, certainly will not be familiar with that sepet."


"How did he have a crush on you, Han? Wow, it's cool to be in dramas."


Yoke!


Hana smacked the pencil right in the middle of Zia's forehead.


"Father your Mbah!"


Zia grimaced in pain, the relief of the part of the head that was hit by Hana's death.


"Your hands are so light, so astonished. Sick knows!"


"Your mouth is, Zi. If you talk lightly. What if I'm a real baper?"


"Yes good. Who knows a soul mate. Yeah, right? Yeah, right?"


"Get started, he said. I want to focus on the school there is a godly perverted creature. Far away there!"


"Nye, nye, nye!"


Hana still does not know what she wants to learn that night, there is only MOS material in her little notebook that she has, which she has, actually, the note could be useful just in case there is a quiz during the activity, but Hana is too lazy to study it seriously because tomorrow is the last day of MOS activities, after all, she did not like herself to be seen as an active student.


That's how Hana is, she just wants to have a flat life.


Inaudible for a few minutes, Zia was already asleep at the table of the hall where the residents of the dorm were studying.


Time shows at nine o'clock in the evening, still one hour left for Hana to be able to return to her room, even though she was very bored because she did not get an idea of what she wanted to learn. While his best friend who likes to babble is now asleep right behind Hana. Hana deliberately turned her back to Zia when the girl started talking about her genitals a moment ago.


Jemari lentik Hana again opened the blank sheet of the book that three hours did not increase a single scribble.


Hana breathed a rough breath before the tip of the pencil in her hand began to touch the blank page, then formed a line, and over time formed an object. Homehouse. Somehow his hands seemed to have their own lives to create the scratch.


Is it because he misses home?


Hana has never felt so far from home, even when staying at her grandmother's house, Hana whines asking to go home.


Or because he misses his parents?


Hana should be able to quickly adapt to her new environment, but this time she was not willing to be away from her parents even though from childhood she was very often left at the family home, but this time she was not willing to be away from her parents, while his parents worked out of town, perhaps even off the island. I don't know, Hana is just not used to the atmosphere that Hana thinks is foreign.


Luckily Hana still has Zia, her best friend since elementary school. The distance of their house is not too far, this makes Hana feel safe.


Many other sides of Zia that Hana likes, but more often covered by the absurdity in behavior that sometimes beyond prediction.


***