My Hamster Heart's

New Students

Ho ho ho, I'm back.

FYI, I'm again at the WI-FI spot, so I can update this story again and still wait for your enthusiasm. [It doesn't matter if I tell you where I am now?, Sorry! He He He.].

Enjoy your reading material, right?!

If you have any suggestions, [spicy] comments, or whatever, just go straight. I'm ready to accept all that.

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Alya's duties are getting more and more. Besides getting a big responsibility it can't be messing around. Learn, Bantuin Nyak selling rice sitting if it had and now must create a committee structure as proposed by Jorse, the Chairperson of the coolest Osis of all time.

Alya in his room, seems to be thinking about anyone who he will put in his committee this time. He sat face to face with his study table while twirling his pen while thinking hard.

"Who else is it?" His his hiss while thinking hard, about which candidate will enter into the composition of his committee.

"I think tomorrow I will ask for help Hasan, Jefri, same Abel deh. I'm crazy if I think to myself. I still need their help." alya then put the paper and pen he was holding consciously into his school backpack and then he rushed to get into bed of course after he cleaned his body in the bathroom.

Another case with Abel who is still engrossed in looking at his flat screen object. He also seemed to be looking for something there.

"Kok, from earlier in the sosmednya children, the signs that wrote the poem earlier in the mading kok have not met as well huh? Ah, it's mysterious what it says!" chirps Abel is upset that he has not found what he is looking for.

"Gue called Alya, didn't ya?" He thought but he immediately changed his mind. " I guess tomorrow. After all, Alya is also the hottest time to sleep at this hour." he replied with an eyeball that has not been able to move from his cellphone.

"So also forgot to take another photo of the poem. Well, how can it go to forgetfulness?" annoyed Abel again.

"Hmm... What does that mean, Jorse? But it seems unlikely, obviously the initial letter D. I have to find out to the manager of the ivory department tomorrow. Ah, tomorrow I think. I've been sleepy to want a shahrini-style syantik bobo first." said Abel while changing his sitting position to sleep before finally completely asleep.

Duh, everything's on the bed. Go to sleep first. Have good night... 😴😴

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The next day when the night turns a sunny morning in early September, everything looks fine and will always be so on. The atmosphere in Alya's class seemed conducive because the first lesson hour had taken place ten minutes ago with Mr. Andi, the teacher who handles citizenship subjects and while trying to discuss the material, their attention was all swept away by the arrival of Mr. Arif, the Headmaster of the Young Tunas High School who was knocking on the door slowly.

"Excuse me Mr. Andi." he said softly.

Mr. Andi suddenly stopped his discussion and responded to the appearance of Mr. Arif from behind the classroom door and the whole class changed the direction of his view towards the plontos-headed figure in front of the door.

"Yes, Sir?" Reply Mr. Andi then approached Mr. Arif at the door. There was a small chatter that could be heard faintly by some students sitting in the front row close to the direction of the door.

"Oh yes, well sir. Please." said Mr. Andi then withdraw and let Mr. Arif to enter first.

"You wait a minute, okay?" said the headmaster with someone who was still standing behind an invisible wall when viewed from inside the classroom then Mr. Arif stood perfectly in front of the class and led a perfect view to all students the XI class IPS 1

"Kids, I'm sorry if you interrupted your current KBM process because you want to introduce you to someone who will be your new friend in this class. Come on in." said Mr. Arif while looking to the left, the direction of the door intends to let someone in and before long, from behind the door appeared a beautiful girl, white, white, and high wearing high school uniform Tunas Muda walked up to Pak Arif and now stand perfectly facing the class.

Immediate admiration was created from all students seeing the new student's beauty was no exception from Abel and Alya.

"Please recognize yourself" said Mr. Arif turned to the new student.

"Good morning," said the lentic-eye-browed girl naturally greeting all her new friends.

"Morning," exclaimed the compact class and spread a smile of their respective familiarity.

"Famous, my name is Valerie Keshya Ramadhani and commonly called Keshya. I moved from Ambon. Nice to meet you all." The reply smiled and again amazed again.

"Yes, if that is Keshya, you please sit on one of the empty benches behind Alya near Intan." said Mr. Arif invited Keshya to sit down but he had not yet recognized the name Intan but he saw a wave from the empty bench and Keshya nodded his head that he understood that maybe the girl sitting next to the no-man's bench named Intan was welcoming him warmly.

"Thank you sir." he said and headed to his seat.

"Alright, then I stay Mr. Andi. Thank you, sir."

"Together Sir." replied Mr. Arif.

When Keshya sat down, Intan tried to get acquainted and so did Alya and Abel who happened to be sitting position Keshya just behind them.

"Hi, I'm Intan."

"Keshya." replied the girl while shaking Intan's hand.

"Gue Alya."

"Gue Abel."

"Keshya." The reply was friendly as he shook the hands of his two new friends.

"If so we go on again, children."

"Yes sir."

"Oh yeah, make Keshya, you adjust it later."

"Good Sir."

Oh yes, a little review about the new student.

Born in Jakarta, October 21, oriental-faced, white-skinned, black hair shiny shoulder to shoulder, his eyebrows tapering without the help of false eyebrows, and, there was one dimple on his right cheek and now his teeth on the stirrup may be in care other than pretty like he's a rich kid, and one thing to note, he's not arrogant. Well, for more, seiiring story, surely you will know personally from the owner of the full name Valerie Keshya Ramadhani.

One pretty word.

The lesson goes back until the end of the lesson and as a new student, Keshya automatically steals the attention both in her class and outside of it even her classmates try to get acquainted further.

"It's a pleasure, finally our class has the arrival of a beautiful angel." ledek Ryan, one of the students known as the king of the dreadlocks in class XI IPS 1.

While Keshya just smiled at the action of her new friends who responded to her presence in the class.

"Oh Yan, don't fight Keshya. Stale to know your combalan." said Abel like underestimate Ryan floundering.

"Ala said aja lo sirik because no one ngegombalin you right Bel?"

"Enak aja lo. Gini-gini I also do not want to be combined with the flocks of lo beans." ketus Abel while twisting his hair.

"It's okay" said Keshya spread her smile.

"Ah, that. From the storm is not clear gini, drifting to the canteen only. Keshya, you want to come with me to the cafeteria?" alya said mediate before a fight between Ryan and Abel.

"Jude yuk." Reply Keshya then moved from his stool.

"Wait for me Al." exclaimed Abel and joined Alya and Keshya.

Alya and Abel try to introduce Keshya to her new school environment and Keshya feels that her new environment is not too bad on her first day of school. On the way to the cafeteria, Keshya told me enough why he could return to Jakarta.

"Oh, so initially you had to live in Jakarta continuously because of your job, finally you moved to Ambon?" abel is trying to understand.

"Yes, that's more or less the final comeback. And that's why I'm late to school and must have missed a lot of material."

"Lo don't worry. I want Alya to help you if you need our help to learn. It just so happens that Alya's notes are complete and detailed. I always keep the notes. Is it Al?" said Abel who now turned his gaze to Alya who was on his left side.

"Yes Key. Don't worry about me and Abel."

"Oh yeah Key, what do you want to eat?" abel asked after they got to the cafeteria and chose a seat.

"It's up to you."

"It seems you should try meatballs at our school deh." said Alya.

"Yaudah, you're the same Alya wait here let me order." Abel said and left.

"Children in the classroom like that so don't take it for Key." Alya said trying to give Keshya an understanding of the condition of her class.

"It's okay, no problem. All the classes in the whole school are like that. Let me get along very quickly with them." continued Keshya smiled.

While busy chatting came Jorse to them and immediately sat next to Keshya because it was a short distance from where he came.

"Alya," said Jorse.

"Sister Jorse, is it Brother?"

"What's the panel structure?"

"I still stack up Brother. Again the members are also brother."

"Oh yes, if that's how you finished it first if you've finished directly love me but remember, don't take it too late, yes, I can't if the day after tomorrow I've been able to accept that Mr. Arif wants to see."

"Yes, I'm working on it."

"Lo must be a new kid, huh?" jorse asked as he glanced at the girl next to him.

"Yes." Yeah."

"Known, I'm Jorse." said the guy was friendly while thrusting his hand to get acquainted.

"Keshya." she smiled back as she reached Jorse's hand.

"Yes, if that's what I pull first yes." reply Jorse then move away while Alya and Keshya just shook their head in agreement.

"Osis?"

"Yes. He's the head of the sausage." explained Alya.

"Oh, what's the show?"

"Our school wants milad so yes there is some kind of event. That inter-school match, yes about next month again and I happen to be the chairman of the committee, again looking for members to enter the committee."

"Next month means, October dong?"

"Ehem. Uh, if you want you can join me." Alya said with a smile to Keshya. Keshya frowned.

"Gue's? Ah, you ngaco. I have not been here a day" said Keshya and had not had time to respond come Abel with a tray containing three bowls of meatballs and three bottles of tea and put it on the table.

"Food's coming. It's time to eat." Abel said and handed each of the bowls out.

"Well, so Key, this is meatballs at this school and you should try it" Abel said. "Eits, before eating as usual we have to take a photo first." Reply Abel then took the phone out of his pocket and began to install his style.

"Let's go Key, take a picture before eating." said Abel and followed by Keshya resignedly following the attractiveness of his new friend. Sneakth. As always, upload IG with the caption,

"Ngebakso with new friends. 😍" complete with emoticons anyway.

"Eat Key, janga baringin Abel. He's an acute narcissist." murmured Alya while stirring his food. Keshya grimaced and began to taste her meatballs.

"Key, you have IG, right?" abel asked with an eye bead that was still loyal to his phone screen.

"Have it." replied without looking.

"What's your name?"

"Buset deh Bel. Eat first!" cetus Alya put a meatball pentol in his mouth but Abel ignored it.

"It's okay Al. Here, let me type it." said Keshya then received sodoran hape from Abel and search for his account.

"Udah, I'm a follback lo ya." Keshya replied while returning the phone to the owner.

"Okey." Abel's smile then began to enjoy his food.

"Eh, dude. I went to the toilet first." said Alya moved from her seat.

As she was about to head to the bathroom located to the right of the canteen, Alya heard faintly the conversation of a group of students. He also accidentally listened without intending to know who the group was.

"Lo see, thankfully your poem managed to secretly I give to the osis."

"Ah elo, lazy me. Why do you also love the osis?"

"Yes, let everyone read. When do you want to tell me your poem stays in the book?" knock someone else.

Alya remembered for a moment. A poem? The osis? His fizz in heart. What don't-don't? And when he was about to step into the source of the voice that was now beginning to be quiet he was surprised by the sound of a break bell which signaled that the rest was over to make him realize that he was limited by time and speeding up he went to the toilet and then back to class.

The conversation of the group of students earlier made the concentration of the girl split. It is difficult to focus on the material described by the teacher during the last lesson.

"Is it possible that one of them wrote the poem?" he said in his heart. 

"I swear, I'm very curious about the same thing that is written" he added.

"Gue should find out. Ah, asking Abel for help is also free." he murmured again.

And when they returned home from school, the three of them deliberately walked in rhythm to the parking lot to deliver Keshya to his car which happened to have been awaited by the driver but along the corridor, the conversation did not escape.

"Al, lo why? I noticed from earlier when I returned from the toilet at rest hours, you daydreamed about his work. Lo sick?" abel asked to watch Alya as well as Keshya.

"Gue is okay. I was just curious about the poem Bel yesterday."

"Poetry?" ask Keshya bangtung.

"Btw, you've got info on who wrote?" alya asked Abel.

"Geez, I forgot to tell you." replied Abel while patting his forehead.

"What's the Bel?" reply Alya then stopped his steps followed by Abel and Keshya who were still amazed by the discussion of the two new friends but he followed suit.

"I've been trying to stalk kids' accounts all night, but there's absolutely no info. Oh yes, how do we go to the mading first to cheat again." said Abel and Alya nodded then the three went towards the mading but one disappointment was obtained because the poem sheet stuck there was empty.

"Feel feeling here deh." said Abel while pointing to the location attached to the paper containing the poem.

"Don't it be revoked?" smith again.

"Yes, yeah."

"I haven't had a photo yet." added Abel regretting his attitude that has not photographed the poem because he did not have the heart to let Keshya in the confusion, Alya finally told him about what happened and Keshya nodded in understanding.

"Yaudah, maybe the author does not want his work to be read by as many people. It's kind of for personal consumption that way." Keshya said trying to argue with his own thoughts.

"Eh, don't you guys want to be together? Can I take you guys?" keshya said she offered a ride when they reached the parking lot.

"Son Key, thank you."

"Well, no problem. Thanks for today guys, I'm happy for being your friend and thanks for your hospitality. See you." said Keshya as she waved her hand at Abel and Alya.

"Be careful Key." exclaimed Alya waving Keshya who had gotten into his car and left.

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TBC 😍