
^^17-July-2012^^^
^^^Smpn 91 Cahaya Negara^^^
👑Just like yesterday, Nayra seemed to stay away from me, yesterday after the ceremony Nayra became more quiet, every time I talked to her she was just silent. But, today his behavior is getting worse, his stool was rather he dragged to the left. I'm still thinking positively, maybe he wants to move more freely.
However, he even walked to the cafeteria by himself without taking me, but rarely did he go to the cafeteria if not with me and cheerful.
I was also never able to go to class. If they want to surprise, what surprise? My birthday is still long.
"Queen, to the canteen yuk!" Invite my classmate who has a slightly fat body. He sat in the left corner of the class, alone. No one wants to sit with him.
Some say he has a strange smell on his body, but what's even stranger is, I don't smell it.
"Come on!"
"Come on!" To my heart, I feel like someone is saying the same thing.
I turned around and found, Aisyah. Glassy girl and the owner of a neat tie, the first time I saw her on the first day of exploring this school.
He is a close friend of Dea, his fate is not much different. They are bullied simultaneously wherever they are found.
"What do you want to order?" tanyaku who was in the middle of Aisyah and Dea while staring alternately. We walked as well as chatting so as not to stick with scornful talk from the side.
"I want to eat Batagor Pak Aryo" replied Aisyah, raising the sagging glasses from her nose.
"Hmmm, I was confused.." Dea said sadly by playing her nails.
Aisha and I looked at each other, and we were astonished at Dea. Why should he be confused about choosing food?
"Don't tell me you want the De diet" Aisyah changed her place to the empty left side of Dea. So now Dea is in the middle.
"The plan is that, I'm afraid of obesity...."
I looked at Dea with peace, true also his words, if he became obese it was difficult for him to move.
"What is important is not to hurt you, do not be forced, slowly. Like a box song," Aisyah ruffled Dea's hair, we laughed compactly.
"Slow down!aaaaa!!" They sing while laughing.
I hugged Dea from the side, honestly it felt very comfortable.
"If you're skinny De, where can I get a hug this comfortable?" Saying with a tone of sorrow.
Nayra and Riang are only suitable to be invited to talk instead of being invited to hug. Maheer is not as thick as Dea.
"This is the Queen, you hug Mother Bianca. Just the same," Dea said so as not to be heard by others because it tells of a teacher.
"Hust! There are people who are in trouble, insulting is not good" Aisyah said. He fixed his tie.
I admit besides diligently making appearances, Aisyah turned out to be wise. Well, it's only natural because the work is only reading books. Especially what he could do when the wind brought thousands of insulting words and stopped in his ears.
"Why Queen?" dea asked to sit down as I dragged the canteen bench without any activity. If the nails are not embedded in it, maybe the bench is already scattered.
All the movements I did with anger, sitting down while forcing my butt so that it sounded clear, I deliberately so that Nayra would look at me. But, it didn't work.
"Marahan?" Now that Aisyah asked, she stood leaning her face towards me, it was because I did not stop staring at the place of Nayra with a grim face.
Slowly I shook my head, not giving any justification to his question, I was at a loss as to what was happening. Whether we are marahan or not.
"Queen order chicken noodles," said the round girl who did not show cheekbones.
Aisyah nodded and left us. I didn't say I wanted chicken noodles, but Dea already ordered them. My mouth is tired of correcting.
I give priority to remembering the events of yesterday, if I find a reason that makes Nayra silence me.
"That problem if you think about continuing to make dizziness, mending lupain aja first," suggested my friend who sat across the table.
"If you don't think about how to finish?" I asked, propping up my chin and biting my pinky.
"Yaudah, same story as me. Who knows if I can find a solution."
My head is shaking, this matter is not too heavy. Why should I think about it? If Nayra wants to be alone first, I better not bother her.
"I shouldn't be upset, maybe Nayra has a hustle that can't be disturbed," I tap the table rhythmically using my fingers.
Suddenly Aisyah came and followed the male servant behind her. The man's age is older than mine. Our uniform is the same, he wears a yellow ninth-grade emblem on his left arm. A thousand questions popped into my mind and produced a frown on my forehead.
After putting the food in front of us, he left with a smile.
"Well, how come there's an empty bowl? Make what?" I was surprised when Aisyah cleaned the table with tissue.
"Make me."
"Would you like to eat a bowl? Dea if the diet is reduced to food instead of eating things."
I don't think to Dea, whether he's so frustrated because of other people's talk, I think he's immune to hearing ridicule turns out not to be. But where did he find a suicide trick like this?
Regardless of my astonishment, Dea poured a little chicken noodle sauce on the empty bowl I thought she wanted to eat. Then, take three batagor Aisyah.
I was silent, not unlike Aisyah who held back a laugh and cleaned the fork before using it.
"Hehehe, I want a diet."
"Diet, diet. Diet ndasmu, it's thrifty," chuckles Aisyah, shook her head because of Dea's behavior.
If Dea asked for my gravy for frugal reasons, would Riani reason like that to Ian? It could be because Riani is thin for what she dieted.
Uh, why did I think of them should I remember Genta so wisely.