Overlove
3 IS A GUESS
🍁The first day of active learning
My eyes kept twitching, my eyelids kept wanting to go down but I tried to endure it, I felt this sleepiness I could not stand anymore, while closing my mouth a gust of air came out of my mouth.
I see the clock on the wall that keeps turning, the sound is getting clearer" tukkkk.. tukkk" time shows at 3.10. 20 minutes.
For the next few weeks, our new students are scheduled to enter during the day. Because this is a new public school so some buildings have not been stretched for construction.
As a result, because usually times like this schedule naps, so instead do not focus on learning. However, the teacher explained it in front like a sleeping fairy tale to me.
Oh.. yes I was in class D, I once asked why I wasn't in class A? I think my grades are good. But the answer is class A, B, until E is the same, not depending on the value. So the class is a combination of all the children to be balanced he said.
" i'm sleepy" I complained to my best friend.
" just sleep" she replied as she continued to write, curious about what she wrote, I peeked a little.
I could only shake his head, I thought he was recording what was in front of the blackboard, but in fact he was doodling his book with writing
"aihhhh" I said with a breath.
he laughed Smiles himself saw me. This is if idolizing something to all, the level of gods...
"Teeettttttt.. teettttttt... teettttttt" buzzer sounds 3 times finally ISOMA time.I am excited to hear it, the time I was waiting for from earlier finally arrived also😁
"ayokk kei. " invite dinda.
" wait, I tidied up my book first" I said, hurriedly tidying up the book and about to run after the dinda and princess.
" why diem?" I asked the dinda and princess who suddenly stopped.
I looked towards them looking from upstairs.well my class was on the 2nd floor. From above I saw the ferocious face was angry like it was, like,
" Don't call it that, I don't like it"
" wahhh, just messing around" said one of them, as if they were boys from another class.
" yes I don't like "his answer is full of emotion and again he claps his hands next to it.
" can't joke around with a child" while holding the boy's head sour.
I was so scared to see it, I was afraid to see people fighting.
It seemed like his face looked extremely angry.Maybe because his skin was white if the angry red face when angry was clearly visible.
the princess who was watching quietly invited us to come down. Me and the other lady also came down, because iki ga praying so she was lazy to go down and choose silence in class.
Once below, the princess firmly follow the nimbrung
" if people say they don't like it, don't !!!!why try to play around like that"
" just messing around" they said.
" but she doesn't like it" replied the princess again.
" yes, "answer them to leave immediately. Without saying sorry he just left, the sour boy went that way without saying thank you.
🍁Until the cafeteria we met our senior brother, who I knew was a fierce person.
" assalamualaikum sis" said the princess
" yes deck "answered the brother with a smile.
I'm Spechles to him, whereas dinda is just a meaningful smile.
"why? you know huh? " just ask dinda.
" she's her neighbor's daughter" whattt 😮, heard the story of dinda I can conclude that the princess has a fondness for her brother.
" yes "answer a smile. Well, I also actually talk to him, too, because the senior brother I know is just him, as long as MOS he's the big brother in our class.
🍁 After the Ashar prayer we returned to class while chatting small about the senior brother who was sweet black dimpled.
" just amazed, not like" explained the princess in self-defense.
" what's the put talking about?" ask me with a small smile.
" borrow a book"
" Cieee "sahut dinda, full of laughter.
" waduhhhh, garcep nih put" we also laughed at the behavior of the princess who salting because of our jokes.
"why laugh? " Task iki on the seat.
we're just a whimper, because the princess doesn't want to talk about it anymore.
🍁Last hour
free time, it seems free time is the happiest time for all of us, so do I well even though I have to study hard but I really like free time.
Well some kids instantly form a chatting group of each.
the four of us had guests, monikers, virgins and sons. The seven of us had a little chat.
The unexpected thing someone came up to us was not only me who was shocked but, the seven of us who were there were shocked. The wry boy came with us.
" Thank you earlier" he said slowly, it turns out my guess about him is wrong in my mind.
" oh yes equally, next time ignore me" replied the princess.has conveyed Thank you she immediately turned away. Either my feelings or it was true when he turned around he glanced at me for a moment.
" why come back?, here sit down so that I am not the most handsome among them" said the son, well he himself a man here surrounded by 6 women. Completely without further ado he sat with us with his chair.
" Where was Raka in Junior High? " ask the son open the chat. oh. so his name is raka, so now not the sour child anymore, I said in my heart.
"SMP S "the answer is short.
" this is you drawing? " he pointed at my book. I still stammered to answer "ahh. ya...ya"
"it's wrong, it should be like this" he said, taking my pencil, blabbing at my drawing.
aihhhh, I really wrongly expected her she was really chatty and annoying criticizing my image without understanding my feelings😡
I can only watch it quietly I admit the picture is good, but it's my own imagination why it must be changed sihh 😑
" wahh raka jago ya picture? "
"like the picture? " The kids started talking it was amazed to see the picture.
" the way to draw a hand is like a gini, not like a gini" he said firmly to me while showing a picture of my hand that can only make a hand without fingers.
" this is his name" oh, really nih child, I said in my heart to make my head horn want to get out of my head 👿👿
Hearing the words of raka when the children laughed, the loudest of his laughter was iki and monik.
" well thank you, I'll learn to make his hand so I don't get stuck" I took my picture book from him and put it in my bag.
" Jago, the picture"
" ah not ordinary - just ordinary" I think he will answer that lowly yourself, this is even beyond expectations
" yes, I can see this picture.bla..bla..bla.". "with his chatter he explained himself can this picture it, he already likes the picture from the first.
Anyway all about him from the beginning that I think quiet is wrong all. Fix in my mind he's a proud and angry child. 😑
