OSIS SANDAL

Prolog I

A quiet night, only the sound of crickets and water droplets, the rest of the heavy rain this afternoon. Gram is getting her clothes ready for school tomorrow morning.

"Hm... I'll have a new friend tomorrow, right?" Monologue Gram while looking at his new uniform.

*cring... Cring...

HP Gram rang, Gram immediately raised his HP, and received the call.

"Hello. The night!" Sapa Gram's.

"Hello Gram's. What are you again?"

"Oh Arima yes... Here, I'm getting ready for school tomorrow, tomorrow let's not rush that."

"Samely. Oh yeah, you're majoring in Economics-Accounting?"

"Yes Ma, why?"

"Ehem... I took that too."

"Oh so we're dong class?"

"hey are. And if it's not wrong, in our class there are thirty-five students."

"There's no such student?"

"Ih... Yes there is, that means there are a total of thirty-five heads."

"You humans are calculated based on heads, huh? The animal, the tail."

"Currently... Whatever Gram. I closed the call, didn't I?"

"Yes-yes... I also slept a little. Didn't you just call-calling? Malem-malem pulak."

"Oh so I'm bothering you, Gram?"

"I didn't say that... Come on, I'm going to sleep. See you tomorrow."

"Yo~"

Arima closed the call. Gram, who felt he had everything ready for tomorrow, finally decided to go to sleep.

He put himself in his bed, and started to turn off his room lights. With a dim light, Gabriel stared at the ceiling in his room.

"Dion... I think tomorrow is the right time for us to clarify, you're the only friend I have right now, but we've had a conflict until now. I'm chasing you down to the same major as you, hopefully we can get back together." Thought Gram contemplated.

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Unknowingly, Gram Tau-tau had woken up in the morning. Then he got up from his bed, and he opened the window curtain.

Looking out of the house, everything was wet there filled with rainwater last night. The sun is shining, there are no clouds in the way.

"Sunny morning, is this a good sign for me?" Thought Gram with passion.

Soon he took his towel and took a bath.

On the way to the bathroom, in the hallway between the rooms he was confronted by his sister, "Sister..." Said his sister while stretching out her hands.

Gram then bent one knee and squatted down in front of his sister who was still sitting on the bench of the Kindergarten.

"What's the matter Nia?" Gram asked while patting his sister's head.

"Sister don't go. Nia dear sister, don't go sister."

"Haha... Brother is not going anywhere Nia, sister just come out for a while, later go home again."

"No promise?"

"Yes. Yes, I'm going to take a shower." Gram then stood up.

"Nia~ Here son, help mom. Gram you're a spit, you'll have bad luck." Shouted Gram's mother from the kitchen.

"Well... Come on, Nia, I'm calling you." Said Gram after that then took his sister's hand, and headed to the kitchen.

At Junior High, Gram paid all her school fees. Not because the Gram family's economy is low, but Gram just feels bad with her father. The reason is, even though Gram and her father live at home, they rarely chat.

Not because they hate each other too, but because Gram's father who left for work a little day, and returned home always late at night, which made him sleep until a little afternoon as well. As a result, Gram who left school early in the morning never got a chance to chat with his father, let alone at night.

-

"costs huh? Your father is awake, you ask him yourself. Ask to take you to school." Mother's orders.

"Eh? O-okay.." After greeting his mother, Gram then returned to his original intention, which was to take a bath.

Gram's bad habit while bathing is, he often concerts alone in the bathroom. Yeah, concerts. That's what makes Gram's bath so long.

"Why so suddenly groggy gini yes... Usually when something starts to go crazy about this." Thought Gram while starting shampooing.

"Gram... Buruan, really bad luck you later." Shouted Gram's mother from outside the bathroom.

"Yes mom, patient dong." Answer Gram. Then he finished his bath immediately.

-

Long story short, after finishing the bath, Gram then sat at the dining table.

"Yes Gram's dinner, your father was waiting in the front while he was still on the motor." Said mother.

"Well, I didn't say anything before, Mom, I haven't changed this uniform."

"Jaudah, change breakfast first."

Gram was wearing the uniform she had prepared the day before. After finishing preparing, Gram returned to the dining table again, and it was seen that her father was also sitting there.

Gram sat down next to his father.

"Just ask me." Said mother.

Gram asked her mother what she had asked before, "It's up to you." Her father's flat answer. Gram was silent again.

Long story short, Gram finished eating and immediately delivered his father to his High School.

-

Arriving in front of the High School building, Gram then say goodbye to his father.

"Ntar went home and took an angkot." Said his father and left Gram.

"Busetl... Serem's wife is also my father." Gram thought with a smile of her own.

Gram then turned around and stared at the school building, "Woah... So from now on I will go to school here. But why is it still gini?" Gram thought to wonder.

"Gram... The oi... Graham.." -..." Call someone from behind Gram.

Gram turned to the person who called him, "Oh Arima yes. Pagi~" Gram answered Arima's greeting by raising one hand.

"From the days of Junior High you are a very disciplined person, Gram." Arima said with a friendly smile.

"Not so did Ma. Anyway, if I'm bad luck will be scolded that same mother."

"So discipline is your mother huh haha." Arima laughed and patted Gram on the back.

"Yes, by the way still quiet? It was seven o'clock." Arima continued while looking around.

"Yes I'm confused too. But is it really the ceremony for the admission of his new students?"

"I don't know Gram."

Gram and Arima enter through the gate, and head to the main hall inside the school building. There Gram and Arima saw a lot of flowers and some people were arranging them, which meant that it was the day of his new student reception ceremony.

"Gram, look at the boy in uniform, if his name is not wrong Azmi. He's the same age as us, only he's often the help of teachers who are in this High School." Said Arima while pointing at one of the students in uniform who was taking part in arranging flowers.

"Azmi yes..." Gram curious.

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