Hiya!! Foot

Episode 15's

When I saw the figure of a person who was very similar to Legs, I deliberately placed myself in front of him, I wanted to make sure. If it's him, I'm gonna die a flea in this eighth grade.

I tried to look at his face, it was not the Feet, but the person who was my classmate, I saw his name tag. Ohh that's his name.

You know what not? What happens after I confirm it? There was a girl who was in class with me. He also invited his seventh classmate to go to class. After that he pointed at the person who had made me curious and pointed his name diabsen because the person who was appointed was almost similar to the Feet when viewed from behind. I have a bad feeling about it. This bad feeling of mine happened because that person had the same level of curiosity as me. Does it have anything to do with the feet?

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The introduction of the teacher has passed, meaning the beginning of the introduction in 8th grade has been done. It means that Seahad is already running. Now, right on Monday, will begin the process of teaching and learning in the classroom. I am bored when I have learned.

On Monday all the students were already in line in the field, the first ceremony in the 8th grade was about to begin. When I was in 7th grade, I went to the teacher's room in the middle of the ceremony, almost fainting. There have been many white spots in my view, the ears have been less and less hearing, and I am increasingly unable to stand firm. If it's like that, I have to ask for help to be delivered to the teacher's room.

I don't know why it happens so often, some times I always want to faint during the ceremony. When I was in SD. I've never been like that. Maybe because I am getting older.

On this morning, I gathered my energy so as not to happen like that again. The ceremony began, all the participants of the ceremony were already quiet once. This situation is very wise. The ceremony went well like a toll road. Until aching stood up while listening to the mandate of the Headmaster. I heard the message early in the morning. Hehe.

The completion of the ceremony is given 15 minutes to rest, may be in class snack, whatever. Rest is over, Naren and I are already in class. By the time I prepared some books and stationery. The homeroom teacher came to teach IPS lessons today. Finishing the ceremony I still have to listen to the fairy tale. You must know, IPS lessons there must be storytelling like the 7th grade first.

The homeroom teacher does not come alone. Naren and I were shocked when they saw the figure next to Mom.

"Zena. Wahh, Naren, Zena's back."

That morning was so happy. Zena's back, so long no word from her. It suddenly appeared right in front of me and Naren.

"Pril, this isn't an illusion, is it?" ask Naren to convince

"Ho'oh, not an illusion. I can't believe it either, Ren."

"Hi, can I contact you? Looks like you're a good fit to join us, meet me Aprilia and beside me Naren. You're a good fit as our member, welcome to join my friend."

"Ahahaha, you are Pril, I'm Zena, it's good to see you again, after a long time without seeing you, I miss you so much, so I'm back here again."

Why isn't there Iren? Where's she? Different classes? That was the question Zena asked. Turns out Zena does not know the news of Iren, Zena has not had time to open her salary. Precisely Zena deliberately did not open her salary in order to give a surprise to her best friend.

Naren and I also told him that Iren moved to Sulawesi because his father had business there, and Iren would stay there. After Zena went to the pesantren, not long from the departure of Zena, Iren also went from here. Naren and I are so sad, you disappear one by one. Zena was shocked when Naren and I told her about it.

Don't be sad because Zena can't be away from the SSTB. He said he was haunted by the figures of other SSTB members. That's why he's always nervous at all times. Moreover, too strict pesantren regulations so that he does not feel at home there. He needs life support for himself. But he himself left the spirit of his life. O God, thank you for my prayers that you have granted.

"Where is there no me?" It's quiet." it's ledeknya

"Hahaha, it's starting to resonate, basic Zena. If it is far away if it is close to making a fuss mulu. Udah ah, focus first same lesson, the first day of learning."

Behind Zena's attitude, it turns out she can't live without her best friend. Haha is funny. My life will grow stronger because one of my best friends has returned. Although Iren remained in Sulawesi.

The IPS teacher in 8th grade was very cool, explaining the lesson also did not make the students fall asleep. Unlike the previous class, which was just storytelling. I think I'm going to love this lesson. His favorite lesson depends on his teacher. If the teacher is good at explaining, the lesson will automatically be in demand. My experience as a student is like that.

The bell rings once, a sign of a change of subject. Now the Arabic subjects. I think the Arabic subjects of the teacher are the same as the 7th grade, I would be very happy if the teacher was the same. It turns out that the fitting of an Arabic teacher arriving in class, is different. Different teacher, not Mother teacher whose name is 11 meters again. It was delicious when it taught him.

At yesterday's meeting, the Arabic teacher did not come to class. Maybe he's busy taking care of MOS. After he introduced himself and introduced Arabic in the 8th grade, this teacher liked to joke even though sometimes not funny. This teacher is very relaxed but I don't like his learning. Why not just 11 meters away. The mother was very clear if giving material, while the father was not very clear when giving material. It's not clear, joking either. Huft. Class 8 should be patient.

In my school there were two breaks, after Arabic lessons, the bell rang twice a sign of rest. My friends and I left class. Before the break, there is Dhuha prayer, all students who are praying are required to perform Dhuha prayers.

When I left class. I saw that brother passing through my class, it seemed that he wanted to go to the bathroom that was near my class. I was hypnotized by him too. I watched her so much that my friend tried to wake me up. Fortunately the feet aren't sensitive if I'm careful. Try to be sensitive, shame me. I am not the type of person who faces the wall, but the face of the cloth. Thin is his lack. I'm so embarrassed, really embarrassed.