Only Reserve Figurans
General Journal
Shari leaned against the tree, speechless a thousand languages. He saw many students and students passing by. Shari listened to the prayer, then felt calmer.
"Astaghfirullah, keep my heart focused. Shari, Shari, you can be jealous."
Shari walks into the classroom, then sees Irul and Nikna. They were smiling with their eyes.
"You eat a little, you concede. This food is spicy, it can make stomach pain."
"Truly attention, I like you" she replied.
Nikna smilingly looked at Irul, poking her cheeks gently. Shari is lazy to see them dating, so opts to drop out of class.
"Eh Shari, who is the man you like in silence?" ask Cekka.
"Nothing" Shari replied.
"Well, your Facebook status that says love in prayer, who is it for?" tanya Cekka, full of search.
"Repo!" shari replied, spontaneously.
Shari chooses to leave him speechless, but Cekka's obsession is frustrating. Cekka was so curious as to who the person who had won the frozen human heart was. Obviously Cekka knows, he's hard to get. Like tame-benign pigeons, who if they want to be caught even run away.
The lesson starts again, which is about general journals. Aima's mother deliberately repeated it, to be attached to the memory of students and students. Yutra sat next to Irul, and Shari next to Maria. Qusna was only hitchhiking for a while, in fact she was sitting close to Nuri.
"Mom will test you all one by one" said Ms. Aima.
"Good Mom." Everyone answered simultaneously, closing the book.
"Well, where's the cash growing?" ask Aima's mother.
"Didebit Ma'am." replied Shari Lirih.
"Wooo..." The men of sewot began to cheer him up, while throwing paper.
"You are smart to insult others, if asked you do not necessarily know. What Shari said was right, the cash increased debited." Aima's mother rebuked her students.
They were all silent, yet there were still some grimaces. Cekka is the most unconscious, accidentally grabbing Shari's hijab from behind. It makes it uncomfortable, because it is busy continuously.
"Be quiet why Cekka, I'm not comfortable learning." Shari said.
"As much as you are, I still like to interrupt." replied Cekka.
"Don't be too serious, you'll get old soon." replied Cekka.
Aima's mother took turns to look at Qusna, wanting to ask about the basic equation formula of Accounting.
"Qusna, where's the debt?" ask Aima's mother.
"Added debited." Qusna turned to many people, because she did not know.
"Huhah.. huh..." Cekka laughed out loud.
The group held laughter. "Haduh Qusna, you learned to use a sack yes. To the point of not being able to tell which one is right."
Nuri grinned and laughed. "Hahah. You, you're so smart to mock."
Aima's mother hit the table with a marker. "Secretly Cekka, Gugus, you guys have been busy. Later the turn is asked not to know, busy looking right and left." Aima's mother looked at her.
Qusna was ashamed of being cheered on, but kept smiling. Think of it as the wind and then think, it is the character of his classmates. They are too excited, not thinking first, too crazy to satisfy themselves.
"Well, where are the receivables growing?" ask Aima's mother.
"Didebit Ma'am." replied Irul.
"Well, where's the debt?" ask again.
"Credit Ma'am" he replied.
Aima's mother pointed at the blackboard with a marker, then all turned towards her. Aima's mother wrote an explanation of Accounting.
"Children, this general journal is a settlement for the transaction of service companies. If you do not memorize the formula, how do you want to start. For this reason, the basic theory must be mastered." said Aima's mother.
"Yes ma'am." answer everything.
"Don't you, I'll test your skills next week. This is put into judgment, so you have to really understand. Now you work on page forty-five. Just record the important points." said Aima's mother.
"Yes, Mom." Everyone holds a pen, then focus on taking notes.
Not long after, Cekka deliberately harassed Shari. She grabbed her headscarf again, did not hesitate to invite other friends. Throw paper to make trouble, I don't know what's inside his head.
