My Love White Grey

My Love White Grey
1.Quiescent



Hannah,,


Yana,, come on, wake up!what girl are you?


sleep aja kayak kerbou.So that my mama build me so as not to be late to school.Dengan lazy I get up from my mattress to the bathroom while rubbing my palms on the face.


Huaaaaahhh,,,, (i yawn like a sleep-deprived person)


I am the fourth of five sisters.And my brother he is still very innocent and very understanding.we set out together to go to school.because only me and and my sister are the most at home with mamak my father, rarely at home, knows the great men I admire working for all of us, his profession as a Sumatran cross-driver to the island of Java became a distance for us to be able to meet every day, he will return home after the two that will come.do not ask if I miss him?which child does not miss his father?we all miss her so much, but circumstances require me to always be strong and patient.


I have two older sisters and one older brother whom I always call my brother.


After getting ready to go to school, I intend to see my mother to her bedroom.I see my mother asleep, after waking me up earlier.With a little strong voice I say goodbye to go to school.mak,,,,,,,, with a little sound,,,,,I leave, I said as I walked out of the house closing the door.


As I always do every day, I never want to see my neighbor's house.I always turn my face to see the house.Not because I'm not sincere,because the house does not belong to my family anymore.But too many happy memories there.Taste stifling the chest back again every time I see the house, without me realizing my eyes have been glazed.No, no,I want to shed some tears on this sunny morning,murmured me in my heart.I speed up my steps so as not to be left behind with friends who both want to go to school.every morning school children pass by in this complex, starting children TK,SD, and others,SMP and white gray of course.we race our way to the end of the alley,like the race alone.so the traffic jam was inevitable because of the many angkot that stopped to persuade the composer to ride his angkot.most school children choose a cute angkot and there is music.strangely, anyway,but that is the situation every morning.Different from school children who have school bus facilities, do not need to walk to the end of the alley to go to school.


brother, I go first, yes, my brother Dio went with his friend first.


oh, be careful, Dio said, waving.


Directly up the angkot that stopped on the side of the highway.after I chose a comfortable seat for me,there was a boy who since I took the angkot was busy looking for something in his school bag.I just kept looking at his frantic behavior, as well as the other passengers.(maybe his schoolwork was left behind at home I murmured in my heart).


or wait a long time, the boy greeted me,


Hi, what class are you in?


I lazily answered One C (basic freak murmured me, also know not)


then he answered me, I'm first class B.


Oh, I said briefly


please help me yes, my wallet is left at home, so I don't have any money to pay the fare.


Thank you very much, yes, later when I go home from school I will replace the money we use to pay my fare he replied.


oh, no.


again our school is different I said.


He looked at me in wonder,


but the uniform you wear is the same as mine, he said as he pointed towards the attributes of my uniform.


I was surprised to see the uniform I was wearing, though,,,


Oh, my God, this isn't my uniform.


maybe my face was instantly pale from embarrassment, how not the uniform I was wearing was my sister's school uniform, I was confused as to how I could exchange my school uniform,at that time the angkot stopped and the boy came down and said Thank you very much Dira.


Ah, yes, yes, I answered in shame.


How not, he called me Dira because the uniform I was wearing was complete with my brother's nameplate Dira.


*hi


greetings to all of us


author is still learning to write, and this is the first chapter 🤭sorry yes if there is a mistake in writing this work🙏🙏


please help and advice yes so that the author is more eager to learn and work better.


thanks 🙏


#fall can, but don't stop to get back up.