My Love is Not as Beautiful as a Novel

FIRST MEETING

At 06.30 WIB

I got off the bus that took me to school. It takes me about 5-10 minutes by foot. The distance I traveled from the bus stop was a good distance from the school, because I had to go through a small alley to get there.

There's actually a highway in front of the school, but it's for the city bus, not for my bus.

That morning, as I passed the bridge, I saw an envelope lying on the side of the road. There's a little gap open so I can peek a little.

How surprised I am, because the money is so much .. it contains a hundred thousand dollars in sheets. But when I passed by, someone turned to the envelope, I thought it was his, so I just passed by. I was afraid of being late on the first day of school.

Fortunately, the back gate was not closed.

"He .. he .. safe," my inner self.

This back gate is one of the links to enter the Secondary School of Fine Arts and Indonesian Arts Middle School. These two schools are indeed different vocational but are within one school scope.

Next to the gate, there is a canteen .. there are lots of boys hanging out. And almost 90% of it is boys.

Yes I have not told you, because in my school this 90% is male, and only 10% is female.

Miris yes .. but that's the truth .. because here it is accepted really the students who bleed art, not origin entered without selection.

This first day held the MOS (STUDENT ORIENTATION PERIOD) activities. After the morning ceremony, all first graders wear the attributes for MOS. On our chests everything is already wrapped in our names. He said to be easy to recognize .. wkwkwk ....

Since the first grade consisted of 8 vocations, I went into Fine Arts class 2, fortunately out of 35 students there were 7 students, and the rest were men.

Oh yes .. the name of my class president is very funny lo.. his name is Kak Sidharta Gautama, rich names of statues in Buddhist religious stories is yes .. wkwkwkwkwkwkwkwk ... and coincidentally again .. the shape of the face and head is somewhat oblong so rich the face of the Buddha statue .. trus his body is tall thin it is ... when I look at him, I imagine he wears clothes wiharawan it .. wkwkkwkwk gpp right do you fantasize? what matters is slovenly .. yes ...😁

But he is very good you make a sketch of that face, while I am very weak if asked to sketch the face .. Understandably I am still an amateur. Remember dong I just graduated from a drawing science course well and correctly a few months ago. And all I did to pursue the DREAM of becoming A DESIGNER.

One week is over .. MOS time I finished very well. And thank God I have a girl friend. Although we have different classes, but everywhere we always both. Don't ask me why I'm familiar with him?.

Her name is Selly, she's a tiny teenage girl, every day there are sweet glasses perched on her nose, not to forget the braided hair with a long shoulder. Her man was cheerful and very motherly. It suits me so much that I am a tomboy.

Wkwkkw .. where there is a hijab girl but her tomboy asks for forgiveness?.. there is dong .. that's me Ryani The village girl's daughter. In order to pursue his dream, he is willing to go to school in a city far from his village. Every day he even spent 1 hour traveling to get to his school. Not to mention to walk every morning and after school.

But he was very grateful.

But that's me, who's been well-educated since childhood will not give up on things this small.

Still I remember clearly .. when I was in elementary school, because soon I had to buy new clothes, but because I did not have the money I had to work first.

🌱 Flash back on-

"Buk, just a moment again is the sacrifice of Eid .. can I buy new clothes?" rengek Ryani the little girl, who is still 8th to her mother.

The little boy looked up his face and said, "Mom, the savings from Ryani is still there, buy clothes with the money anyway, anyways Ryani uda lama g buy clothes ... " whining back.

Mom just smiled, because Ryani 'do not know if the money he put on his mother every year has been used by his mother for nothing, and Ryani did not know. So he asked for it now.

"Oh yes if you mind, tomorrow is Sunday, may 'ga Ryani join the working mother under someone else, so you can get the money so .. he. he " he said with his innocent smile without burden.

"Yes, son, but Ryani'ga papa? in the hot rice fields lo?" ask the mother to make sure, because after all her mother 'ga have her little child come to work just to be able to buy new clothes.

"Ga papa ma'am, anyways lunch must also be delicious, trus can eat while looking at the rice fields so .. mmm really good that ma'am ... Ryani's coming ?" whining back.

" Yes .." answered her mother.

Although his mother still objected, but he also did not want to disappoint him for the second time.

Finally the time that has been waiting for arrived, little Ryani happily joined the work with his mother. Just to be able to buy a new dress.

And in the next week the money was bought a long-sleeved shirt, it was nice that Ryani could buy new clothes with his own money, without asking.

🌱Flash back of -

Since then little Ryani grew up to be an independent teenager, and not give up easily. He knows and understands very well to achieve something it takes effort and hard work.

Maybe because of a similar background .. Selly and I have been friends since we first met. Sally's mother is dead, so now she only lives with her father and sister, so she is also used to being independent.

Although our body is a girl but her soul is tomboyish. We also have a lot of friends, although we are a little bit aglek .. but our friendship is sincere.

My classroom and Selly are close together. If the school bell sounds, if 'ga I'm the one who stepped in first, he's the one who sent me to class.

We rarely go to the cafeteria because of our pocket money. So we go to the library more often, in addition to reading books we also like to see the school next door, just to wash our eyes, who knows there are cogans that pass quite well ....

My single soul started struggling because of the dryness of Kak Rega's change of girlfriend, but unfortunately this brother can not date .. until the whole thing is over protective to the scene.

If the bell sounds, it means that the break is over, we also return to our respective classes.

It did not feel like I have been in school for a few months here, I have repeatedly stopped by the class Selly .. as today .. there is no special si, only somehow somewhat different.

I saw that Shelly's class was nowhere to be seen, and I asked the boy who was still in the class.

"Vian, sorry to see Selly? how are you in class?" ask me on Vian Temen classmate Selly.

"Mm don't know yes .. maybe in the toilet again, you just wait here for a moment! he said pointing at Selly's bench.

I finally sat there. And accidentally, I saw Vian was making an image of that anime character. Wah I was immediately amazed dong with the design .. because it is very good, the scratch of his hand is lo.. sueerr uda like a professional.. not rich mine sometimes good ... if mine is in the mood I make it.