Ride in Bed

Band Made

The day passed quickly, it did not feel like two months Adrian replaced Cahya's mother to become the 12th IPS 3 homeroom teacher. Every week there were the actions of his students who required him to give punishment to them. But in the last two weeks, IPS 3 students seem to be calmer, perhaps because the final exam schedule is getting closer.

After school hours, all 12th grade IPS 3 students are still gathered in their classes. Adrian did ask his students to stay in class to talk about the final exam. The atmosphere of the class boisterous with the chatter of the class residents. Instantly the fanfare stopped when Adrian entered the classroom.

“Assalamu’alaikum.”

“Waalaikumsalam.” replied the students in unison.

Adrian approached one of the empty front tables and sat his butt on the table. Some of the female students stared unblinkingly at him, the long-sleeved shirt folded to the extent of the elbows increasingly making their homeroom look handsome. Moreover, his sitting position now makes it look much more cool and charming.

“I gather you here to talk about preparing for the final exam later. Starting this Saturday, I will be giving additional lessons for all subjects. Everyone should come without exception, understand?”

“Understanding, sir.”

“Do not spend much of your time playing or doing activities that are not too important. You should focus on facing the exam later. Especially Bobi, Roxas and Usep.”

Adrian mentioned the names of the residents of the degradation zone. The man was already determined to bring all of his students to the highest marks in this final exam. Although it is difficult to get the three students out of the relegation zone, at least their grades are not too bad later.

“In addition to talking about additional lessons, I got a message from Mr. Nurman if this class turns out not to register for performance at the breakup later. Well for our class appearance, what do you guys want?”

“We already have a plan to make cabaret, sir,” replied Hardi.

“Cabaret? Nice that. Is there a scenario?”

“Already sir, just training. But we still have to prepare some equipment first.”

“Try to list whatever you need. I will try to help you prepare.”

There was a cheerful cheer from the class. They did not expect the homeroom teacher who was often assertive and fierce turned out to fully support what they would display for the farewell event later.

“In addition, I've spoken to Mr. Revelation. Reportedly there are some IPS children who can play music. I propose to form a special impromptu band of IPS children. So far we have 3 personnel. There is Deski from IPS 1, he holds the keyboard, then Anto from IPS 2 holds the guitar. And lastly, there is Mufid who will hold the drum. We're short on two bass and vocal. About in this class anyone can sing and play bass?”

Adrian looked at his students one by one. The goal was to propose an impromptu band performance, not just for farewell shows, but also to help the younger brother find a new bassist for his band.

“Roxas, sir!” exclaim Bobi.

“Iya, sir. Roxas can play bass. She's just like Tili ngamen at red lights. Tili hold kecolean, Roxas hold the bass betot continues to sing ‘ I do not want if I am pitted serrr.. return it to my parents ahaahh’.”

Everyone immediately laughed to hear Micky sing the song with a miserable voice. Even Adrian laughed. The goddess looked at the homeroom she considered a mortal enemy.

He could laugh at her too. If only the usual just make the same darting down bero.

“Abis it continued the Tili singing ‘feeling yesterday there, kok now so no aahhhay’.”

Micky again heard his voice. Dewi suddenly looked at her friend while clenching her hands. Bobi couldn't stop laughing, his distended stomach was seen going up and down as the young man laughed.

“Roxas..is it true that you can play bass?”

“Can, sir. Bass really yes, sir. Not bass betot,” errat Roxas.

“Oke, if so you want to be a member of the band impromptu?”

“Bby sir. All sir, I propose the voice of the Goddess aja sir.”

“Word where?”

“Tili pack.”

“You can sing, Tili?” adrian asked while looking at the student who managed to steal his heart.

“Depends pack.”

“Depends on what?”

“If the singing in front of the father, I auto false. You see the face of the father of anyep, make my vocal cords wrinkle.”

Laughter filled the class again. Roxas widened his eyes, not expecting his best friend to have that much guts to bully his homeroom teacher. Adrian himself did not bother with the words of his students. The man only smelled a smile, but it made Dewi even more upset.

“Good, then the personnel are all complete. For training, later can borrow my friend's studio.”

“Wuih mantul pack,” exclaim Roxas excited. Already long ago he wanted to form a band but did not succeed because of the staggering capital.

“Pak, need backing vocal ngga? I want to propose myself,” exclaimed Micky with confidence.

“Ngapain lo want to follow the band, most just hold the cable reel doang. Lo will be the main cast of cabaret, how the hell,” annoyed Hardi.

“Oh yes, forgot. Feels so my Aldebaran,” Micky patted his forehead.

“Aldebaran from Hongkong, you are the most odd shoe doang,” timpal Roxas.

The classroom atmosphere became crowded again. Adrian just smelled a smile just looking at the behavior of his students. Although there are only two months left as their homeroom teacher, there will be many memories embedded in his brain. Times like this will surely be missed and will not be obtained when on campus later. His eyes continued to look at the Goddess, hoping that in the future he would still be able to meet the girl.

“So when did you start cabaret training?” adrian's voice decided the laughter was still heard.

“Tomorrow we start training,” replied Hardi.

“Training after extra lessons.”

“Yaaaa.. can not extra lessons abis exercise.”.

“You won't have to learn after training. Your body is tired and your concentration is up. So we learned a new exercise.”

There were sounds of students hearing the decision of his homeroom teacher. But they did not dare to oppose him anymore. Actually class 12 IPS 3 is one of the lucky ones, not all homeroom teachers who guide 12th grade students are willing to provide additional lessons outside school hours.

“Ok then see you tomorrow. Roxas, for today you are off.”

“Yess!!” there was a happy cry from the young man.

“Tili.. follow me to the teacher room.”

“I sir?”

“There are more Tili besides you?”

Without waiting for the girl's answer, Adrian immediately stepped out of class. The goddess stomped her feet a sign of annoyance. He looked at Roxas for a moment.

“Rox.. wait for me.”

“Iye, I wait. I've sono cepet susulin pak Riannya.”

“Basic rese. I want to be told let alone.”

By rushing Dewi out of class to catch up with her homeroom teacher who seems to have gone down the stairs. Adrian glanced from the corner of his eyes, a thin smile on his lips when he saw the Goddess already behind him.

While going down the stairs, Dewi clenched her hands and moved them as if hitting Adrian on the head. Then he also mocked the man without a sound. Only his facial expression was visible.

“Your face is ugly, don't need to be addressed either. Even stranger to your face.”

The eyes of the Goddess glared at the light words of Adrian. If only it could be seen, maybe on top of his head there was already a puff of smoke. Adrian opened the door of the teacher's room wide, it turned out that all his colleagues had gone home. The man pulled up his chair and invited the Goddess to sit there.

“I want to be told what sir?”

“Sit first.”

Reluctantly, Dewi followed the wishes of her homeroom class. Adrian approached him and opened the laptop on the table. After turning on and entering the password, the man thrust the laptop at Dewi.

“You can type right?”

“Can pack?”

“Ten fingers what eleven fingers?”

“It is important sir how many fingers? Get to the point. You want to tell me what?”

Adrian took a file from the table and gave it to the Goddess. The girl noticed the contents of the paper Adrian gave her. Mostly tables.

“Salin back it. I lost the data yesterday. You can use Excel, right?”

Dewi immediately opened the excel program and retyped all the data provided by Adrian. Throughout typing, Dewi continued to curse her homeroom teacher who never stopped punishing her. There are reasons used to make it difficult. From the corner of his eyes, he could see Adrian sitting quietly while reading a book.

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**hmm... Adrian has started mode. Which yesterday confused why Adrian eat naskun use telor, it's because nasduk who uses chicken is given to Aditya same Tili😂

Mamake said thanks to all who have helped to report KPA plagiarism. Easy²an novel is fast on take down**.