Love At SMK

love at first sight

Prisha was just getting ready to go home with an angkot ride. But his steps came to a halt when someone pulled his shirt from behind. He spontaneously retreated so as not to fall.

"Eh rascal, where are you going? Here's the money to print the same paper buy rice box"

Mega said rudely while throwing some money sheet that had been collected by members of the group.

"Wasn't the deal was the treasurer who managed to eat? That means you Ga" Prisa replied timidly.

" Loe thought I'd take care of that rice box? Anyway yes, there will be no stalls that want to mix the right chicken wings. Tomorrow morning elo to the market milihin chicken wings continue to be cooked. See you at school at 07:30." Mega orders are full of hubris.

"I've come back first. Loe purkin's money. Remember not to corrupt"

Add Mega who immediately went riding his motorcycle. Prisha could only look down on the money that had been thrown at him. Heart hurts. He was humiliated by Mega. But he has no power to fight it. Without realizing it, there were a pair of eyes that looked at Prisha full of pity.

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A group with Elina keeps Prisha very busy. Since returning from school this afternoon he has been busy looking for some equipment that must be worn tomorrow morning. Starting from black and white clothes, signboards made of cardboard, and other items. At night he had to go to a neighbor's house to borrow a laptop to complete a group paper assignment. At around 10:00 pm the task of the paper was completed.

"Bak is his laptop. Thanks for pinjemin and help Prisha make a paper." Prisha said to his neighbor.

"Yes deck. Same" he replied kindly.

"If Prisha pinjem flash disk first can not mbak? Tomorrow if I print I go back in." ask Prisha to his neighbor who was immediately given permission. After saying thank you, Prisha immediately went home.

The morning before dawn Prisha was busy cooking rice in the kitchen. While waiting for the rice to ripen, he made sambal geprek as a companion. After the rice was cooked he immediately formed a circle of half balls using a bowl and then put the rice into a sterophom box which he coated oil paper. When finished he immediately went to the market to buy chicken wings, cucumbers and lettuce.

At 06:00 he had just returned from the market. He immediately made a condiment for the marination of chicken to be made chicken chrysanthemum. Ratna also helped. Although the rice box is only about 20 boxes but quite time consuming. Fortunately, Ratna was quite understanding. Seeing her son busy Ratna for a moment forgot the stitches that were piling up. He helps Prisha plunge into the kitchen to prepare a rice box. When Prisha went to the market Ratna saw the finished sambal. He helped Prisha put the chili into small containers.

"Thank you ma'am for helping Prisha get ready" Prisha said as she poured flour into the container.

"It's okay" replied Ratna

"Why did your friend not prepare his own provisions? It's just simple cooking." Tanya Ratna then.

"Simple example, ma'am. But if the children of rich people do not want to do it. Then the plan was to pesen together. Let it be more frugal. Just because the panitianya asked the right chicken wing side dish so the stall nolak. And Prisha was told to masakin." Prisha.

"Yes, no papa. Itung nolong. What matters is that you are willing to. Let everything be made easy by God." Ratna said while shaking the eggs making the dough wet.

"Mother." Prisha

Prisha is very good at cooking. The wings of the chicken that he had marinated earlier he put into the dry dough. Then he put it into the wet dough that Ratna had made. After that roll back into the dry dough and immediately fry it with the oil already hot. It looks simple but takes a lot of time because it must be fried with a small fire to ripen evenly.

"Yet.. I helped Prisha fry his chicken. Prisha wants to take a shower to the photocopyan place first. Want to print the assignment." Pinta Prisha

"Yes nduk. There you are ready to let the mother continue" replied Ratna.

Prisha thanked his mother and immediately washed the flour-filled hands. After cleaning, he grabbed the towel on the hanger and stepped a little run to the bathroom.

At 07:55 Prisha just got to school. Makes Mega so angry.

"New kok came to Sha. Yesterday I said I'd meet at 07:30. This already wants to start the apple in the morning" grumbled Mega impatiently. But Prisha did not pacify him and instead stepped away to the school yard which will be used as a place for morning apples. Then he put his bag on the ground. He immediately distributed the lunchbox to his group of friends. That's all he did so that the equipment checking time was all ready and no one got punished.

Prisha's carelessness that put his luggage carelessly used by Mega and Elina. He immediately took Prisha's nameplate and immediately threw it into the trash. It's easy for them to do that. Because Elina and Mega were standing in the back row. While Prisha was busy handing out the food box ahead.

The morning apple has begun. Prisha is confused looking for her nameplate. Not yet met, the committee has checked the participants' equipment. Finally he had to advance forward as punishment did not complement his attributes.

"What's your name?" Ask one of the MPLS committee who turned out to be Rama.

Rama, who was still instigated by Elina's talk during registration, was so enthusiastic when he found out Prisha made a mistake. It's like a mumpung aji that he would use to humiliate Prisha.

"Prisha Maharani" answered Prisha with his head bowed. The sunlight that stung his body made his head slightly dizzy. Plus the lack of sleep and not breakfast makes the view a little blurry.

"Why don't you use a signboard?"

"Have you felt famous so you don't want to use a signboard?" Rama's snapping makes Prisha's head more dizzy.

"The horror of you. We told you to wear attributes and bring equipment that is not for the sister of the committee. But do your own good. I will not punish you. It just has to keep teaching discipline and responsibility"

Rama was still talking at length, but Prisha's head was getting dizzy. It just collapsed making the atmosphere even more rowdy. The committee immediately carried Prisha to the school health room and laid her in bed.

After a few minutes of fainting, he finally regained consciousness with the help of wind oil which was inhaled through the hands of one of the organizers. No no no no. The sound of shoes approached Prisha's bed. The figure of a man wearing a white shirt poking out from the door. Her body was tall, her skin was white, her lips were natural pink. Her slightly wet hair made her appearance even more stunning.

"Why until there was an incident of participants fainting like gini?" Ask the man to the women waiting for Prisha. The one asked could only duck while saying sorry.

"I warned you in advance. There should be no violence in performing MPLS. Whether it is physical violence or verbal violence. But there's still a case like this." The man spoke with charisma. There is no high tone but able to make the interlocutor silence. Making Prisha fascinated and curious about the handsome figure in front of him.