
As usual, the bell rang and the supervisor came. The atmosphere that was once crowded became peaceful. Because the exam in my school is now based on android, so there is no sharing activities about. The supervisor only watches the participants, while occasionally reporting or helping if there are some students who experience interference, whether it is a wifi connection that is not connected when the password is correct, or a problem that suddenly disappears. The words I often hear from the supervisor are "refresh hpnya first". I'm not interested in doing it. Maybe, I'd be more interested if the supervisor said "refresh his heart". Well, I should have done it before I was told to.
The sound of the bell sounded very melodious this afternoon, signaling the class had ended. The rest of the class was about to pick up the bag that was stored in front. However, it was held back by the supervisor. All were ordered to sit back on their benches. In fact, it's time to go home. I don't know why the supervisor looks like stalling home.
"Is there an Osis member here?"
Ask the supervisor, who happens to be a Chemistry teacher as well as student builder. Her name is Ms. Kikit. He is well known as a strict teacher and school disciplinary enforcer. There are those who are reluctant to him, there are also those who do not like because they are labeled too cruel, rarely smile, stingy values and spicy words. But in my opinion, so far he is good, as long as we as students are good as well.
Some of my friends who feel themselves called and members of the sausage raise their hands, then Bu Kikit told them to go forward.
"Help me check the contents of the bag one-on-one"
Those who are ruled, look at each other, whether confused, shocked, or what, I don't understand. Because they are reluctant to be branded by the opposition, then they carry out their duties. Let alone them, I myself who was sitting was confused, did not understand the orders of Ms. Kikit.
But after being digested well, I finally understood. Oh, the impromptu raid apparently. In my school which is considered a state school is still the season with the name of razzia, even my friends who are in other schools, say if my school is fairly strict school. I admit it's true, there are a lot of rules in school. Those who do not like to be organized, usually rebel. No wonder so many children are expelled from this school.
About this raid, I'm not sure this was done in every room, maybe only in my room because the supervisor happened to be the student builder. Those who carry non-essential items in their bags are not lucky today. I myself put on a calm face, because I do not keep strange things in the bag.
The impromptu operation began, and the atmosphere began to tense up. The contents of the bags are checked one by one. There are some people whose bag contents are make up, ranging from branded make up to abal-abal. Ms. Kikit took it and put it in a crackle. There were also those whose bags contained nothing. Looks like this time razia is special razia make up. Maybe because lately many schoolgirls whose lips are thick red. The headmaster has indeed warned from before about the prohibition of wearing makeup to school. Errata, you can't wear make up. It is possible to wear makeup, but not excessive, just fine.
"Damn it, I brought perfume"
Said Amanda, my classmate who always smells good. He sat in front of me. Although not talking to me, but I heard it because the seats are close together.
"Gue also carries liptin, but it's kept in the dining room, safe"
The others whispered, but I could still hear them. Pinter also hides liptin in misting. Apparently, he loved the liptin so much that it was completely protected.
"Uti, what are you bringing?"
Amanda asked, her body turned to look at me. I who had been watching Ms. Kikit, now turned my eyes, looked at her.
"Bring the same book a pencil case, and.."
I got closer to Manda's ear
"Slayers"
I said. Amanda just smiled at my answer.
"Don't bring powder and stuff?'
I'm shaking. I didn't get to put all that in the bag. Besides, I'd rather wear it when I leave home. When I was in school, I didn't care what my face looked like. I don't know, I don't seem to understand much about skincare. At home, I only have powder, deodorant, perfume and lipstick, and even the mother who bought it, he said so that I as a perempuam better take care of myself.
After hearing my answer, Amanda regained her position. Then from behind, Dio patted me on the shoulder.
"Bring your weed huh?"
Ask slowly. Maybe he joined me in asking me that stupid thing.
"Blake-shabu"
Answer me slowly too. Although Ms. Kikit was checking the contents of the bag and did not see if I was chatting, I was still afraid if she was angry. Never mind to see his face when angry, just hear his voice is not able to.
"That's what yak likes to say?"
''Oh ituma ****"
I answered while joking. The answer should be babu. I guess, it's not exciting too if you serve Dio's chat seriously.
"Yes baby"
Chirp Dio to me.
"Paansih "
I said while pinching his head. Dio grimaced as he rubbed his head. But I didn't hit that head hard.
"Whose bag is this? "
Ms. Kikit's voice startled me, made me turn over immediately, and return to my seat. His hand showed me my light blue bag. There was a feeling of shock also inside me, as I recall I did not bring any strange items into the bag.
"Have me mom"
I answered while raising my hand. The whole room stared at me, with a suspicious look.
"Oh pantesan"
Ms. Kikit put my bag back where it was. I don't understand what the question means. But at least, I'm relieved that there's nothing.
"Whose bag is this?"
Ms. Kikit's voice came back to surprise me. His hand showed a brown bag.
"That's my bag ma'am"
Dio answered while raising his right hand. All eyes were on him, the atmosphere grew tense. I suspected what Dio was carrying until Ms. Kikit asked the owner of the bag. Don't-don't, Dio brought marijuana to school.
"Stand up to you"
With a puzzled face, Dio got up from his seat.
"You boys?"
Dio immediately nodded with confidence. In the absence it was written if the gender of Dio is male. After hearing his answer, Ms. Kikit took something out of Dio's bag.
"Why bring this?"
Ms. Kikit showed me something. The tension melted, the whole class laughed, including me.
Dio also laughed, scratching his head. I had no idea Dio was holding back his embarrassment or not, he might not feel ashamed at all. But I see, his face is awkward.
"Open the pants mom, don't-don't Dio come by the moon again"
My friend who sat in the back seat. The class was boisterous again with laughter. What Ms. Kikit showed me was a bandage, probably the one I threw this morning. Stupidly Dio put it in a bag instead. Faintly heard Dio cursing at me in annoyance.
"Damn it, because of you, my manhood is doubtful"
Really, I laughed today.