Secretly Likes Him

DDSD 5: Bismillah Voter

After doing a mild warm-up, Desi and her friends immediately confer for whom to pair with.

''This is now we focus on playing first yes. for the final result who is selected and his partner, we must involve the homeroom teacher.'' said Desi firmly so that there is no misunderstanding between them.

Among them there must be some who are not choiceless, Desi does not want to result in mutual contact. To achieve justice, it is mandatory that there are other parties who are decisive, the solution is their homeroom.

''Siaap.'' replied Desi's friends.

Everything is ready with their respective rackets, and their shuttle cocks buy the proceeds from dues.

They play seriously, because only 6 people will advance, while others must be ready for legowo if not chosen.

The first session was over, sweat had soaked the faces and shirts they wore.

''Desi fits this so play maker, net front ambush is okay too.'' praise one of Desi's friends named Adji it.

''Haha just a reflex that Ji, still lost the same ambush Mita.'' Desi reply while pointing to his friend, Mita, who was also more in front.

''Ah, just like you, Des.'' replied Mita.

''Yes, we'll see in the next training.''

After enough rest, they resumed the exercise.

The more daytime the wind conditions are getting stronger so that it inhibits the game of those who are in the open area.

''The wind is a lot of woy, not very tasty.''

''Yes, enough training today.''

After feeling enough first exercise, Desi friends whose sweat has been reduced immediately wash their hands because the food that has been processed by Desi and her mamm has been prepared.

''Come-ayo eat, the potluck yeah.''

''This is very good, Des.'' said another friend.

Desi's friends ate the food voraciously. Desi was very happy because what he presented was very enjoyed.

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At school

''Denger-denger chairman of the event will join the race also represent his class.'' said one friend Desi.

Desi who just entered the classroom because of the canteen immediately stopped.

''Indeed, was the head of the osis in the race?'' ask Desi curiously.

''No one forbids it, Des. This is also our internal school competition. The members of the isa are also many and not all of them participate in the race, replied friend Desi.

Desi scratched his head.

''Yes too.''

''Would you like to participate in a futsal race, right? he'll always be good at representing our school, but, in football, yes. Eh tapikan equally play ball.'' said Desi still curious.

''Denger-denger si Pras wants to enter badminton.''

''What?!'' exclaim Desi.

Desi's friend who was next to him immediately rubbed Desi's face with his palm.

''It's a custom, Des! your voice makes my heart fall!'' protest friend Desi.

''Maap-maap, Desi was surprised that he moved hehe.'' reply Desi while grinning.

"Good to see you in the final." bathin Desi had big hopes.

"Arrrggh, be choosy yet, it's already a long way to the finals!! basic Desi!!" rutuk Desi in the heart.

This school even though it is in the village, but has a considerable number of students. From the villages next door, many people enter this school. Pras was also one of the students from another village who applied here.

Desi with her friends who are interested in participating in the badminton race saw a new building at their school. The multipurpose building has a large capacity so that it can accommodate all students and teachers if they are making an event.

''Not in vain is our payment for building money haha.'' said friend Desi look at the ceiling of the building.

''It means that our school administrators can really take responsibility.''

''We have thumbs up.''

No matter how long it took, several students were seen entering the building.

Desi and her friends immediately turned their heads as soon as they heard the sound of the troupe.

Desi was silent, instantly her lips locked tightly when she saw the figure who always stole her heart in with her cool steps.

Desi swallowed her own saliva.

''You guys want to go to badminton?'' ask one of Pras' friends.

Yes, Pras's group approached Desi's group who had been there first.

''Yes, we are all interested. About who is elected, we will ask the homeroom teacher who determined.'' replied friend Desi.

Desi lowered her head, before she had a meeting with Pras. But, his heart was pounding very fast, he could not control himself and finally chose to duck.

''Desi.. Desiii. You are alone! he was ordinary, please sadaarr!!'' bathin Desi's.

Everyone knows each other. Obviously because I was in a school. It's just not so familiar because different classes for those in this building. For the other students, many know each other and are familiar despite different majors.

''Your class has determined who will take part in the race?'' ask Ricko.

''Not yet, we are selection first.'' Pras replied.

''Oh, the same turns out.'' Ricko nodded his head slowly.

Fellow badminton sports fans, they tell each other their idols. There are the same, there are different.

Desi is not free in words, he is right opposite Pras. So that makes his heart beat unkillful. Stories about badminton that he usually smoothly becomes nervous.

''It looks like it's coming in.''

''Oh yes, sometime training together if it has determined each other players.''

Everyone agreed as they walked to class.

The last hour of the lesson began, in the beginning also drowsiness that whack these students. Those who really learn will definitely try to throw away their drowsiness, while those who only hold the original principle are present to obey their drowsiness. Several times the head of one of the disciples propped up by his own hand almost missed, both eyes closed, not caring for a teacher who was giving an explanation in front.

Dugm!

The student was shocked by himself, his forehead staring at his own table after missing from the hand.

Laughter filled the classroom. The immune student was just dumb and rubbed his mouth with a whimper and pretended to open the book.

The lesson resumed, Miss Tanti again explained how to do the correspondence, how to make it, and culminated in the task to make it directly in each book.

''For now make it first in each book, next week we practice on the computer.'' said Mrs Tanti.

''Okay ma'am.'' replied the disciple in unison.

At 14:00 WIB, Ms. Tanti finished her subjects today. Do not forget to remind the tasks that must be done by his students.

All the students looked sumringah, which had been attacked by drowsiness immediately disappeared and turned cheerful.

One by one the students shook hands to leave the class. Ms. Tanti followed out when all the disciples were done. The students who were still on the porch of the class bowed their bodies when they met their teacher.

''Close to Indoapril first yes Des.'' said Siska

''Siap.'' replied Desi.

All students have left class. Lots of hours to go home from school. Various types of motors and sounds filled the school yard.

As Siska said, he stopped the speed of his motorbike in one of the minimarkets. He wants to buy something. Desi who has no intention of buying anything chooses to wait outside.

After being quite boring, Siska finally came out with carrying quite a lot of groceries.

''Corporate, Sis?''

''Biasalah take care of my brother.'' replied Siska while handing out the two large plastic bags.

''Ohh.''

The two teenage girls continued on their bikes. Because it was not far away to the Desi residence, they quickly arrived. And as usual, Siska went straight home after delivering Desi.

At night, Desi was in the room. The books are in front of him. However, he did not take any lessons. Desi is checking the schedule of confirmed activities.

''There are a lot of schedule activities this year. The end of prakerin. About I want prakerin (industrial work practice) where yes.'' murmured Desi.

During this time he lived apart with his family only while participating in camping activities, the rest were at home.

Desi wants the prakerin in a distant place, but he is afraid if he does not feel at home if he has to deal with new people.

''Think about it later, now think about the closest. Focus one by one, bismillah aja all goes well.'' murmured Desi.

"Bismillah elect and meet Pras in the final, hihi." bathin Desi cengengesan himself.

Desi realized his ability in the lesson was not as good as others, although not too bad as well. But, he hopes that in his school days he has a story that he should be proud of. And by following the activities is the hope for Desi to appreciate himself. That everyone is not the same, every human being is different, and every human being has the right to succeed in their own way.