My Hamster Heart's

Chairperson of the Committee

Before I continue the story, though,

I don't know, is this story good?

For that, I still need input from all of you yes.

- Authors.

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Alya stared at the line of letters fixedly. Still have not found something more appropriate to describe what he read just now because as he remembered for two years he was in school at Tunas Muda High School, there has never been someone who managed to write poetry as deep as he thinks.

"Is it not the students of this school?" he murmured in a curious heart. "But it seems impossible, there can be no other school children's work displayed the same osis here" he thought again.

"Then who?"

"D?" ... "Who was D in this school? Hm... Must've been plenty. There's Dewi, Dian, Delon, Dwi, Dea, Dino, ah a lot of the point. Why do I think it's poetry?" the girl said in her heart, very curious.

"Oh, I hope Abel knows who the author is. He would love to be a child status, that's how he had seen this kind of poem in the sosmed." asked Alya confident that he would ask Abel.

After that, he came out of the crowd while trying to find where Abel was but Abel never saw him.

Suddenly...

"Alya!" call someone whose voice is no stranger to his ears and hear that, he turned around until he saw Jorse was stepping up to him.

"Sister Jorse, what's wrong, sister?" alya asked after the man was already standing before her. Alya was very fragrant in his heart when the fragrance of Jorse perfume entered his nose and penetrated his other five senses.

"What about yesterday, what?"

"Oh that's Brother, May Brother. I'm going with my friend Si Abel he said he wanted to come along, too Brother."

"Yaudah, after school you can both go straight to the sausage room." Jorse replied with a charismatic smile.

"Yes Brother."

"I went to the cafeteria first. Where are you going?"

"To the canteen too Brother."

"Oh, yes it is with me if so." Jorse replied and then stepped his feet and followed Alya right next to him.

Alya realized something, he cursed himself all out for forgetting his plan to find Abel instead of going to the cafeteria with Jorse.

Ah, crap! Brother, you wear what perfume? How can I not focus like this!! alya said in his heart still trying to look calm because it is viewed by Jorse.

Arriving at the cafeteria, Jorse immediately approached the refrigerator inside which was lined with various brands of fresh drinks in bottles, as well as boxes.

"Al, what do you want to drink?" jorse asked after taking a bottle from the refrigerator.

"Same as a brother." Reply Alya then Jorse understood Alya's intention, he wanted to take a cold drink with the same choice he took.

"Yes, I pay you."

"Eh? Don't you, sister." surprised Alya because Jorse wants to pay for the drink.

"It's okay." Reply Jorse and pay him.

"Did I ask you something about Jorse? He must have known he was Ketosnya. When he did not know, all the children's work must have entered the sausage had just been taped to the mading." alya asked in her heart to think about whether it was appropriate for her to ask Jorse or not.

Jorse thrust the drinking bottle towards Alya after paying him off and Alya accepted with a smile.

"Favor Brother."

"Yes Al. Oh yeah, how about we sit down first? There's something I want to discuss with you." said Jorse.

The deg! The deg!

"What does he want to talk about?"

"Oh yes Brother. Can." he said then pulled one chair and now the two face each other only separated by the canteen table.

While opening the bottle, Jorse began his conversation.

"Gue's really happy that you've dropped out to help osis at school later." then straighten the drink slowly and while Alya can only listen to what the guy in front of him said while trying to open the bottle cap that this time somehow can not be opened easily even though Jorse is able to opening it was easy and now it had up the drink half as well then himself, had not managed to open it.

"Why? Difficult book? Slippery times. Let me help you here." reply Jorse without permission to reach the bottle that Alya is holding until his hand touches Jorse's hand the first time this happens because Jorse would not normally touch someone who is not too familiar. That fact he got from Abel who is his hobby to spy on social accounts especially accounts Si Jorse. Instead of being arrogant, the man was far from being arrogant at all, but it seemed to be a form of self-protection and today, this afternoon, this day, although the touch occurred not up to five seconds able to produce a loud bang to somehow cause a different sensation in his heart and now the sensation was pierced to the gall and as a result only with one turn only the man was able to open the lid of the drink bottle that was difficult to open by Alya and give the bottle after the lid was open.

"It's like your hands are slippery, Al" jorse said, smiling.

I want him to say :

"Dead, smile again. It's not because my hands are slippery, brother, am I nervous that the country is seen as mulu mulu Si Jorse? Shit!" But not so because even that comes out of his mouth just : "Yes, I think Deh Kak." his reply tried to relax and did not want to look dead style even though he knew Jorse actually knew how to react to people who are nervous but hidden.

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Tuh right, the charm of Jorse is indeed able to lure anyone even Alya seems to start stricken by his paints deh.

Ha ha Ha, ha,

Wait, let's pause before we continue, I want to eat first. Hungry up! 😆😆

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Alya immediately returned to class when the break bell was over and when she arrived at the class, she saw Abel was sitting sweetly while taking notes. Alya approached Abel outraged because because because of Abel, he became a victim of his own misdeeds when both were with Jorse.

"Digig!" alya snapped at Abel but the girl did not bother because she was busy taking notes.

"Bel, look at me for a moment." Pinta Alya was rude.

"What the hell is Al? I copy your task again ah. Don't bother me first, okay?" he looked back without looking at Alya. Alya was upset and immediately sat on her stool.

"Gue want to do something like this?"

"What?" reply while writing.

"Kok, you're so curious about Al's gini? Tumben, not as usual." Abel's response.

"Now you're trying to think yes, we've been here for two years, right?"

"Yes. Where's the problem?"

"For two years have we not rame kayak before? Lo shadowin, just because the two poems that make our mading frenzy half dead. Hm... I wonder who wrote the poem?" ask Alya. Abel apparently agreed with Alya's question and he confirmed.

"Yes Al, you have a point too. But under the poem is written the letter D, is that perhaps the initial name of the author?"

"But who? There's no way the other schoolgirl wrote the poem, surely we're-we're, right?"

"Yes Al. But wait, why do you want to? there must be something you're hiding from me, trying to tell me?"

"This yes, as a person who likes to read, I like to read novels, poetry, you know, which smells like literature, it means a lot. Although only a few verses but the contents it represents a nulis feeling and the rest I can not comment anymore. So, let's read it?"

"Yes Al. Is correct. If I think, who like to write poetry is a language child and it could be from hundreds of language children in our school there must be one of them so the culprit who has made children melt. We need to find out Al, who wrote the poem!" firmly Abel.

Agree!

After the last lesson was over, Alya and Abel went straight to the sausage room and apparently there were many people gathered there.

"Good day everyone." cried Alya followed by Abel who appeared from behind the entrance.

"Look Al, Bell." welcome Jorse who is sitting at the head of the table. Yes the formation of the meeting table is rectangular and directly the two occupy two empty benches that have been prepared.

"Okay, so we just start the meeting of friends." said Jorse.

"Yes-yes."

"OK, especially for Hasan and Jefri the representatives from the tenth grade as well as Alya and Abel from the eleventh grade, it was the decision of the meeting yesterday that we had agreed to choose two representatives of the tenth and eleventh class but you do not worry.

We, we, the manager of the isa remains with you to run this program considering this is an annual program of osis that we must realize together only the obstacle is not able to walk alone considering each other's duties as students and our HR is lacking.

Well, for that, we will form a special committee that will handle the entire series of activities." jorse said while staring one by one the eyes of his men who seemed to pay attention to what was the topic of conversation.

"Selly as the treasurer of the osis, has designed the budget for the activities and proposals have also gone to the principal and also the student council so we just wait for the decision of the secretary. Is it really a cell?" jorse asked Selly for clarity on the proposal.

"Yep, that's right. I also met Mr. Arif he said we were told to be patient because the funds were being prepared. Maybe the funds are not much because the school can only help half of the total funds we need but we can add from the funding of isa and other fund-raising techniques yes, that's how creative we are to collect funds." explained Selly and made the meeting forum participants nod either understand or how.

"Okay, the matter of funds later we talk again because I think it's the committee's territory. Well, for the important thing, we need to form a committee so that the committee can work and coordinate with the osis. And of the four class representatives, there will be one committee chairman, one secretary, and two treasurers. Who would like to apply as the chairman of the committee? Hasan? Jefri? Abel's? or maybe Alya?" tanya Jorse was picking up her junior-junior eye bead.

"Or maybe someone will ask?" said again.

"Sister" said Hasan, raising his hand and Jorse.

"Yes Hasan. What do you want?"

"If I am, ready to be a secretary because my sister in Junior High was once a secretary of isa as well so I guess, I could if I was a secretary. If for the head of the committee, I have a suggestion, how about from the eleventh class representative, Kak?" hasan said and managed to make a nod of the head of all forum participants including Jorse admiring that Hasan's idea was good to consider.

"Gue guess, I agree with Hasan. You see the eleventh grade in addition to the more senior ones, the ability to paddle them must also exist. So between Abel and Alya who's willing to be the chairman of the committee?" jorse asked, looking directly at Alya and Abel, all eyes were on the two of them.

"Where?" ask Jorse once more.

"Mending Alya aja Kak, if I am ready to be treasurer." said Abel smiled and Alya suddenly saw him riled.

"Okay, so how's Al? Ready?"

"Hm... Yes-Yaudah Brother. Can." replied Alya was actually hesitant but what can make it finally accepted as well. Watch out for Bel! alya in my heart.

"OK fix. Means Jefri, you become the vice treasurer ya." reply Jorse to Jefri

"Yes Brother. Can." Excited Jefri while nodding slowly.

"OK, later the secretary of the isis will make a Decision Letter for you and do not forget Alya, you arrange the committee structure. The committee members can be from other osis managers, can also be from other students as long as they can commit to the same responsibility until the completion of our activities later."

"Okay Brother." cried Al.

"If that's how I feel our meeting got here. Ntar we coordinate with each other." reply Jorse then one by one began to leave the room isa is no exception Alya and Abel.

Alya's annoyance has been mounting to Abel, when he arrived outside he would have trashed his best friend and right, when just a few steps away from the door of the room osis, Alya immediately ambushed Abel.

"Lo's so bad Bell." Alya said while holding Abel's arm hard. Abel whimpered softly.

"Al, sick. Lepasine. What kind of demonic possession is that?" reply Abel while brushed Alya's hand and when it was released, he swept his arm slowly while being blown so that the pain disappeared.

"When you sold me just to be the head of the committee anyway?" alya was upset.

"Gue doesn't sell at all to you Al. If I sell you, I know less. Horror me first, when you want to be defeated the same ten-year-old Hasan? Can be destroyed the dignity of Lo Al and if I am told to be the chairman, you know how I am? I fit in with the money. You will be firm, brave, not afraid of who you can be a good and responsible committee chairman." Abel said with a smile that managed to make Alya increasingly glare at his eyes.

"Al besides, it's okay to try first. Supposedly, you are proud to be chosen as the chairman of the committee after your path to become the class chairman failed because of the work of the Bona Si, yes tomorrow - tomorrow can be the chairman of the osis. There is also a good count so that you can be close to Kak Jorse." ledek Abel and managed to make Alya pinch his head slowly but felt quite sick by Abel.

"Basic lo. In your brain there are only mulu guys." Alya replied and then walked a bit quickly leaving Abel.

"Al, wait for me!" abel shouted and walked after Alya.

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Waduh, Alya, congratulations because you chose to be the chairman of the committee. Be ready to finish this you will fall papaya. He he he 😅

Uh, you guys, no one wants to congratulate Alya?

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This part is like this first. Relax, I still nyetok many parts that hopefully make you guys exciting yes.

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Luv U All 😍

TBC yes 😙