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5. Registration Announcement of the Chairman of OSIS

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The atmosphere of the house was back like a grave when I returned. Fxck. Maybe it is the word that is suitable to describe the situation in this building. Graves.

A place where people bury what once lived.

Yeph. That's.

This is where my innocence about buried life comes in. The people who built this house are the ones who broke down the illusion I had before about family. My own parents were the masterminds of all the moral depravity I had.

How am I going to be a moral person while those who are supposed to be examples to me are moral at such a minus?

My mind wandered everywhere as I walked toward the kitchen. You know, the kitchen is only a display because no one ever really cooks here. I visit this place no matter how many times a week. That's also if I'm trying to trouble myself to take something that I can get from inside the room. It could be something that is in the refrigerator there or I can order through the intercom.

Easy peasy's.

But not now. I don't know why I stepped into this kitchen.

"Good night, Young Master."

Shxt. I was surprised when I heard that voice. When I turned my head, Bi Sumi was already standing behind me. When did he show up there? Why didn't he make a sound while moving? "Night, Bi," I replied after a throbbing. I continued my steps back to the refrigerator.

"Young Master hasn't slept yet, has he? Or, have you just arrived? Can I help you, sir? Want Auntie to make dinner? What does Young Master want?" flocked elderly woman who had been a butler in Casa de Haas long before I was born.

I don't need to consider an offer from Bi Sumi because I'm not looking to eat anything. I just want to continue my sleep which is disturbed by Aldi.

The Dipshxt really could not sleep in peace. I guess those two twins equally can't let me rest even a little if I'm near them.

"No need, Bi. Thanks. I just want to grab a drink." I showed you the bottle of mineral water I just picked up.

"Oh?" fret Bi Sumi. "Has the supplies in the freezer in Young Master's room been exhausted? Is there anything you need again? Please just make a list, Young Master. And please leave it on the nightstand. I'll have one of the waiters buy it tomorrow."

How nice, huh? There are servants who are always on standby to meet all my needs. There was a butler who asked me what I wanted. How dare I expect something from my parents while they've been paying people to do their job, right?

How do I dare? The child is ungrateful!

Well ....

"okay." I replied that he realized fully that tomorrow morning there would be no list of anything I wrote and I left it on the nightstand.

After that I turned around. Bi Sumi lowered her head and said good night. I only replied with a wave of my hand. Make what? Anyway, I won't survive tonight.

I climbed a huge staircase that offset the size of this house. Why are they tired of building a house this big? Why should you waste money just for the recognition of others?

Fxck them. What is there is this excess instead invites dracula leeches and golddiggers like larons that shroud the light of the lamp at night.

However, it is useless that I regret their attitudes and decisions because in fact that is what they want. Fame. A conversation of many. Genuflection. The thing Arnold Pierre Haas and Monalisa Haas love most is to look from the tip of their nose at people with lower economic circumstances than they do.

And that's literally everyone in this town.

Fxck. How I am shallow my parents are.

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I didn't immediately answer her question because if she really wanted to know, she would have waited. Let him wait. I'm not too in the mood to deal with the fussiness of my friend this one.

After I took the bag that I threw to the passenger bench, I locked the car using the key fob and walked to the lobby of the main building of the Taruna Nusantara High School without taking a headache about Hamish. He will definitely follow my steps.

Right enough. Soon the Hamish was walking beside me. His shorter legs tried to adjust the pace faster. "Bro, have you seen it yet?"

The corner of my lips is slightly off. I was not left thinking with the desperate attitude he had. Why would anyone desperate him, anyway? How depressing.

"Have you seen the announcement about the election of the chairman of OSIS?"

It caught my attention. I stopped the steps. "Chairman OSIS?"

"Yes." Yeah." The guy who had the shaggy haircut nodded, making his long hair sway. "The announcement is in the mading, tuh. I think in the school's online magazine is also posted."

"Hm." I immediately pulled out my phone from my pants pocket and went straight to the school's online magazine page. And there it is. Announcement of the registration of the Chairman of OSIS SMA Taruna Nusantara this study year.

Interesting.

"Have the other kids come yet?" I finally turned towards Hamish.

"Udah, on there in their locker."

Without saying much, I walked back to the row of student lockers at the end of the front corridor.

"Woi, man. When are you coming home? Because I want to know that you don't exist," said Aldi who was leaning on the vault.

I just put my shoulders down. I am lazy to talk a lot. Besides, I don't owe this Dipshxt any explanation.

"Eh, have you read the new announcement?" Hamish repeated his sentence again, though this time with a larger audience.

Mario nodded. "On the registration of the OSIS chairman candidate, right?"

"He-uh." The pitiful Gondrong shook his head up and down.

"Bodo is very, I am not interested" said Aldi. "What's OSIS chairman? Just making me tired."

"Yeah," Hamish parrots.

"Yee. That is, according to elo yang mageran. If I think it would not hurt to try. This is, right, our last year at school. Calculate for exclamations before they expire. Yeah, no, huh?" Mario split his two cents.

"Ha! It's true too, Lo." Hamish again expressed his agreement to the opinion of Mario which is completely different from the opinion of Aldi who also agreed briefly.

Fxcking. Why would I end up with someone who doesn't stand up like him? How pathetic.

I watched the expressions of my three friends. Aldi the Dipshxt doesn't care about Mario. Mario also does not care about the attitude of the absence of Aldi. Hamish is true to his pathetic and desperate self.

"Gue wants to be a self."

All eyes were suddenly on me.

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