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In the typical room of Gadang house with some small books neatly arranged on the bookshelf like a mini library, there are also various award charters and certificates with the logo of Tunas Kelapa. You guys know, right? Yup, that's Ria's room. Now he is reading his favorite novel.
"Li! Still want to live, right?! If you still, get out! I want dinner!" sukma screams from behind Ria's bedroom.
"Duhhh is so happy! Read a novel and read it too!" Ria muttered in annoyance.
"Yes yes! Patience!" ria said with half a shout from inside the room.
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"Why is your face so sour?" tanya Izzudin Prakasa is a middle-aged man of Minang-Batak blood who is Abah Ria.
Ria did not budge and immediately sat down after that immediately took the side dishes that were on the dining table.
"Eh Li! Amak met a friend of Amak High School, well he was living outside the city, he said his son had a camp event in Bukit Tinggi, well when are you camp again? You must miss, right?" laila Sintia Indah. Middle-aged woman who is often called 'Amak Ila' by some villagers.
"No idea. No word yet from Rudy, like these months. But 'don't know either," Ria replied while shrugging her shoulders.
"Yes already. Then finish the food!" laila's orders. Everyone enjoyed their food.
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Next day.
A bright morning was greeted with a beautiful bird.
"Hooaamm-el. It's a holiday, right?" Ria looked at the calendar hanging on the wall of her room.
When she saw the red date, Ria said, "Yes right. It's off."
Ria also took a towel hanging behind the door of her room and walked out to the bathroom located not far from her room.
'Tok tok tok'
Ria knocked on the bathroom door that was tightly closed and locked.
"What?!" greet someone from the bathroom. Her voice was familiar to Ria and it turned out to be her brother.
"En! Hurry along! Ria's gonna take a shower!" peekik Ria's.
"Yes patient," he replied.
Not long after,
"Old! Watch out! I have an important mission!" concluded Ria while nudging the rough shoulder of Sukma who stood in the doorway of the bathroom.
"Yes yes!" he relaxed back while drying his hair with a small towel.
'Dore!'
The door was closed violently by Ria causing a thunderous sound.
"Sensitive!" cibir Sukma raised his hand and stretched his fingers and opened his mouth wide to reveal his clean teeth as if he wanted to pounce on the victim.
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'Kring kring'
A rectangular flat object called an iPhone-branded phone rang a sign of an incoming call.
And, sure enough there emblazoned the name 'Ria the jones' with a purple emot love and also an emot face that is sticking out his tongue while blinking one eye. Maybe, if described like, 'Ria si jones ππ' wkwk.
"Yes hello?" sapa Sindy after picking up her phone and sticking her phone in her ear.
"What's up?" he continued because he did not get an answer from the phone there was only a noise.
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"Sindy! You where? Brother Rudy said, hurry to school!" ria said with half a shout because of the noisy state of the school.
"Huh? I'm at home. What do you want to do?" ask Sindy from behind the phone.
"We're training! It's Sunday! You're not interested?" firmly Ria.
"Exercise? Sunday?" Sindy immediately looked at the screen of her phone which was indeed Sunday.
"Oh yes. Yes, I have been there, yes" Sindy said, ending the phone call.
"Hurry up!" ria Balas.
'Tuut tuut tuut'
Ria immediately decided on a one-sided phone.
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"Sorry late, brother! Hehe," said Sindy with a wide grin at the end.
"Yes, what's wrong. Now we have basic training first," said Kak Rudy began training.
"Basic training?" Everyone was wondering and wondering.
"Because, there are now potential new members in Batanghari Scout. So, Brother Pinta, you as seniors, you teach this little sister of your class," said Kak Rudy.
"Oohs. Okay, brother! Ready it!" say they're in unison.
They all teach some basic moves. Like, turn right, face right, face left, drag right, drag left, clear front, respect and much more.
There are also those who hone the concentration of younger siblings such as ....
"Grak tomato!" All (class brothers) raised their hands and put their index fingers on the temple like a gesture of respect. His voice sounded vague and fast. People say, in order to hone the concentration of scout members.
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