Lara's Frame

Searching Books

Today, I purposely came to school early in the morning. I intend to go to the school library, borrow a textbook. Usually every break, the library is always crowded with students. I'd be the laziest if I had to jostle in the library. Yes, even though the library is airy and quite large, it still feels cramped if you have to be among super intelligent students. Because most students are accelerated classes - classes that contain super-intelligent humans - that fill the library at recess.

Acceleration class is different. In the acceleration class, the student who should still be sitting in VII can already sit in class VIII, because he already understands all the materials in class VII. The SMA period that should be taken 3 years can be 2 years, or even 1 year.

Early entry here also I thought, class IX-1 is a class with genius humans. Uh, apparently my thinking missed. There are still acceleration classes at Sinar Bangsa Academic school.

"Huh...." I sighed a little while I was in front of the library that was already open. "Thankfully it hasn't been rame. Then I'm free to borrow any book without queuing."

If it's time off, the students of the accelerated class borrow a lot of books in the library. It should make the queue long enough. Moreover, children are accelerated if borrowing books in the library is not one or two books. Understandably, the school library does not restrict students from borrowing books.

"Good morning, Mr. Saleh," I said when I found Mr. Saleh who was busy cleaning up the books that were a little messy. Mr. Saleh is the custodian of Sinar Bangsa Akademik school library.

"Eh, morning, Kayla. How did the tumben come in early in the morning to come here?" Mr. Saleh stopped his activities for a moment. She's staring.

Yes, Mr. Saleh does know me. On the first day of school the second break I immediately stopped by the library, took the books that my mother had bought during the administration to this school. That's where I met Mr. Saleh and just met with him for a while, Mr. Saleh and I were very close. It is only natural that Mr. Saleh falls into the category of 'Guru friendliest throughout the school'.

"Yes, Sir. Kayla wants to borrow some textbooks."

"Oh, please look for it, Kay."

I walked around the bookshelves looking at the title of the book I was looking for and read them one by one.

'Agriculture Plant Orchids'.

'Golden Fish Cultivation'.

'How to Keep Ducks'.

'Million Income Through Chickens'.

'Breeding Titrics'.

"Ah .. It looks like this is a ranch rack," I said as I read the titles of the books on the shelf beside me.

I walked in search of a textbook shelf.

'Biology class VII'.

Well, it looks like here's a textbook shelf.

'Deconds of IPA national exam for SMP'.

That book I was looking for. Books related to lessons as well as books armed with the National Examination.

I immediately pulled the book whose title I just read. However, I had trouble pulling the rather thick book. I force it with all my strength. However, the result is nil. Still, the book did not go out.

"***** ... This is a book why, yes? What glue's his ass?" i curse.

I pulled the book back strongly. I dare not ask for help Mr. Saleh who is busy with his book-cleaning activities. Afraid to disturb him.

PLUGS...

The book fell down with my body bouncing on the floor. My ass was hit hard with the library floor still cold. "Well.ah...." I stroked my ass that the pain was starting to feel.

"Here, I'll help." The familiar heavy voice in my ear was standing before me. Yeah, that's Defadan aka Defa. He stretched out his hand, aiming to help me stand up.

For some reason, my right hand touched his right hand and he immediately pulled me. Seriously! It wasn't my desire to touch her hand, but it was the devil that moved my hand. But if I can be honest, her hands are warm and soft. Truly the hand of women's dreams.

"Thank you, yeah, Def." I embroidered a crescent moon smile.

I scratched my nape which was actually not itchy, feeling confused. "Why are you laughing like that?"

Oh My God.Didn't Defa see me just now.

"Gue.., it's funny to see how you've behaved."

Well, right, I'm right. Defa seemed to have been near me and noticed me. Again I was embarrassed.

"Udah, ah. Don't be mocked." I slowly hit his arm while knitting a thin grinning face.

He's laughing more and more. Ah indeed human, if forbidden increasingly become.

"Well, by the way, you're reaching here?" he asked when he stopped his laughter.

"Let's eat," I answered, "Yes, find a book. You don't see what?" I looked away from her super handsome face. Afraid later even klepek-clepek with charm.

Defa laughed again. I'm confused, why is he laughing so much, huh? I'm not a comedian, and I'm not interested in being a comedian.

"This is your book." Defa gave me the book that had brought me so shamefully. Dja gave it to me who still threw my face and body away from her.

I turned my body so violently, that I made the book Defa was holding fall back.

"Ah. ilah..," he said slowly like a gust of wind during the day. I can still hear his words by my ears.

We both looked down and touched the book. Suddenly my hand landed on his. I looked up, looking at her face blankly. And for some reason, I didn't let go of my hand that was still holding her. It felt like there was a stamp stuck in our hands.

"Hmmm...." The sound of deliberate silence Defa resuscitated me. I immediately pulled my hand with a slightly surprised expression. "Mode."

"I don't have the slightest intention of the same mode as you, huh!" cibirku.

I immediately pulled the book and turned to leave Defa, and looked for the remains of other books, which I still had not found.

'XII class magic books'.

'Tricks facing High School National Examination'.

'Super mathematics for class XII'.

I'm still busy looking for books on the second of the other IX class National Examination. The books I found were mostly XII High School books.

Is this a shelf of XII High School books?

"From what book?" Defa's baritone voice again interfered with the book's search activity.

"It's none of your business!" I answered it ketus.

"The book Junior High Class IX is not on the shelf there," said Defa again who increasingly irritated me. "But on that shelf," he continued, pointing to the shelf where I was humiliated.

"Oh!" I gawked past him and gently nudged his arm with my shoulder. "Thank you!"

I slowly glanced towards Defa. A little curious, why was he still standing on the bookshelf of XII Grade High School. He was also like a person who was looking around for XII grade books. However, the moment our eyes met, Defa embroidered her smile, making me almost toppled over.

Again this shelf made me blush in shame.

I stopped my actions glancing at Defa silently. Better to choose to stop, rather than later the ends even happen again things that make me embarrassed in front of him.

'English Seconds Grade IX's'.