Star Clarissa

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After completing the flag ceremony as usual on Monday, all classes disperse and immediately enter their respective classes. Except for the twelfth grade IPA one, after hearing Eva as a history teacher who asked for permission could not teach today, making all members of her class happy not to play. As Clarissa and her three friends were sitting in front of the class, Kanya flapped her neck with the hat she had taken off earlier.

"Crazy, it's a hot day, I want to pass out." The story while leaning on Clarissa's boat.

Vina clucked, "stay passed out anyway Nyak, why use all the codes..."

"Who knows if anyone wants to hold me..."

"Where anyone wants to carry you, the burden of your sin is too heavy."

Kanya belicates hearing Daze's words that passed into the classroom, Clarissa held her best friend's hand so as not to chase after Daze. "Dizziness I see him," Clarissa did not respond to Kanya's remark, she patted her on the shoulder for Kanya to lay her head down again.

"Gue is also dizzy Ca..." The son slid his head over Clarissa's empty shoulder. "Heat yeh..."

Kanya raised her head. "Surge njing..." Pushing the Son's head roughly and patting Clarissa on the shoulder like she was cleaning. "Whoa lo, go all the way, you parasitic base." Hugging Clarissa possessively.

"Mobile lo....." He got up and left the horde of women who didn't like him.

Vina clucked in admiration. "My role, my son, is how handsome it can be."

Delisa nodded, she supported her chin like Vina while looking at the departure of the Son into the classroom. "What the hell was it,"

"Destroy your eyes, handsome from where try." Kanya seemed to not accept the grace of the good looks of the Son that made her eyes feel at home looking at him. "Gue is No.."

"That's lo Nyak, a girl who can't be different where handsome is just as stern.."

"And he's stern...." Answer Kanya.

After a long time of awakening from her daydreams about the treatment of the Son just now, Clarissa looked at her friends. "What's wrong?"

They sighed simultaneously and clucked in annoyance, making Kanya forced to raise her head and stare at Clarissa, "According to KBBI the burik can be interpreted as a pockmark or spots on the face. The word burik is usually used as a bad connotation by some people in judging one's face."

"Son is not stern..."

They sighed again, this time Delisa who grabbed both of Clarissa's shoulders to stare at her, "ica, earlier Vina said that Kanya could not be different where the handsome was just as stern, not talking about the rotten son."

"No Ca, I'm talking about Putra burik really, in addition to burik he is also part of the garbage community.." Kanya glared as her mouth was patted by someone, yet she lowered her anger level when she saw who had hit her mouth. "Mrs Siska..."

"Who's the society's trash???" The four fell silent, "Only, do not poison your holy friends with your dirty mouth,"

"It's not me mom..."

"Not I am not me, I clearly heard you talking to a dirty word just now."

Kanya looked down, "i'm the trash of society." Say Kanya so as not to prolong the problem, "sorry ma'am."

"It's not your mom who says you're trash." Miss Siska stood in the middle of the four of them, "disband now."

This made the three run into the classroom while Clarissa helped Miss Siska carry their workbook. "Clarissa please share your workbook."

After seeing Clarissa complete her task of distributing the books of each owner, Miss Siska stood in the middle of ordering that the entire table be put together into five pieces. Then he walked up to the blackboard, writing the names of his students into random rows. "Sit in the group you've written in front."

The little smiling son, he was put together with Clarissa. "It's been...." Shouted ma Sikan.

"It's boozy....."

"Mr Eva is in need, so you are told to do the task in a group with a group that he has made himself." Said explained. He as the guardian of class twelve IPA one must remain on standby monitoring the activities of his children. "So, do the job quietly, the bell breaks collect."

"My sweet is a bunch of the same ica," Clarissa just smiled a little and patted gently the arm of Delisa who was holding her.

"Gue also seneng a group of the same Son," from the front of him seen the Son was shaking his body because he was hugged by Daze and the man got a pat on his head. "Put Pain."

"Let's not sick either."

"Gue was also sitting behind ica," Clarissa's group looked back, Kanya was leaning on Clarissa's back.

"Hey... Already, calm down everyone..." Miss Siska held up a paper. "There are ten things written, do it right and don't make a fuss. I'll teach you first."

"Yes buuu....." Shouted them while staring at Ms. Siska walking out of the classroom and then closed the door.

After getting the paper, Clarissa put it in the middle of the table.

"Why are we doing Ca?"

Delisa clucked, "yes know that Ze, your question does not contain the use of tau gak?"

"Well you know there's something interesting about Clarissa, right?" said it. "Yes though everything in Clarissa is interesting," the four members looked at her including Clarissa. "For the man close to her...."

Son hit Daze's head again, "stop bacot or lo I'm out of here..."

"Don't put, I'll just bunt."

Daze grimaced again as the Son hit his head. "In this group bego."

"Omongan lo menggambang sih Put," Putra looked at Mira who was now speaking after a long silence as a listener. "Gue wasn't wrong, was he?"

"Can we start?"

"Sorry Ca,"

"So my brain doesn't know the same direction you're talking." The answer. "So because there are ten problems, we for one person so we get two problems, after being ready we will want an answer each."

"Gue agrees with ica...." Delisa glanced sharply.

"Sure, diem lo.." Kanya turned back to look at her group.

IPA class one began to be quiet when working on the problem seriously, some scratched their heads because of confusion, some were casually doing it, some did not care and even fun playing mobile phones or chatting.

"Geez, you're so excited," Kanya grabbed a little hair of a friend of her group sitting next to her. "Look at dong pinter, right there, this is my answer why lo catet."

"I don't know the answer."

"Find nyet, search," put the book in front of him. "We are different about, yes definitely different answers are, lo why so pinter anyway."

"Gue doesn't like history.. I'm not happy remembering the past." Answer

"It's none of my business." He's breaking the table. "Search now."

Clarissa who was disturbed looked back, "you can do it if you don't know the answer."

"It's the same whoa, Clarissaaaa...." Squeezing his own hair. "It's the same you can?"

"The same group you are."

"I told you, I don't like history, we're IPA kids why study history too." He knocked on his chin. "Compared to that, I prefer the same lo deh, why don't we just a bunch anyway."

Brakes...

They all gasped in shock as the Son fluttered his hands at the table. "I'm rude, I wrote the wrong answer."

Kanya hit the mouth of her group friend because she had teased Clarissa in front of her handler. Yes he knew, ever since they became classmates, Azka had already paid attention to Clarissa. "Diem and work or lo I report to Siska's mom."

"Yes, yeah..."

They refocused on the task, Azka still whined that she could not and made Kanya and other friends help her. More precisely, they were working, while Azka herself was busy disturbing Clariisa.

Azka stops her action to pinch Clarissa's cheek, "Azka."

"His hand can be silent? I'm not focused on it."

"Sorry..."

Clarissa went back to her almost finished job, Delisa elbowed her, "Ca help me find this answer."

"Open this book," put the history book in front of him, "page 211, I've read about it there."

"Yey, thanks Ca..."

"Hum..."

The son tapped his head with a pen, looked at the old Clarissa, he had to think of a way to interact with Clarissa now. But how??? the contents of his own brain was above average, there was no way he asked Clarissa whose level of intelligence was still below it. Because to get the champion in class, Putra is always number one and Clarissa number two.

He undoes his intention, but his eyes catch Azka in the middle of judging Clarissa make him rise and nudge the bench Delisa. "Move my place,"

Delisa was just obedient, and the exchange of stools made Azka a little cynical looking at him.

"A.s..." After holding it back, the call finally came out of his mouth. His group of friends also looked up, questioning what happened to the Son suddenly calling and asking to sit near Clarissa. "You want dong."

"Lo's the same as ica Put?" Clarissa just looked flatly at the nodding Son answering Mira's question and she went back to her duties. "I was the same as you."

"Gue doesn't know the answer,"

"Continue? ??"

The son does not need to answer Mira's question, he shifted his book, "my answer is no two ca, want to ask for your opinion dong. You prefer this one what is this??" He pointed it at Clarissa, but the permpuan was lazy to be busy writing again.

"A.s..." Call him again, "whose love."

"Like you."

Clarissa's pen was floating, she bit her lower lip softly then looked up at the Son whose eyes were blank, and pecked. He looked right and left, all his classmates looking at him, they heard Clarissa say she liked the Son.

Clarissa cleared her throat, neutralizing her nervousness. Pull up the Son's book and start reading it. Squeezing his chest for not wanting to stop beating, his classmates still looked at him, as if they were going to need an answer from him.

"Su-like-lo want an answer which, after I read the same anyway, just a second more detailed. I agree with that." Glancing at his friends, they have returned to their respective tasks even though I sound like I'm talking about it. "It's...." Pushing the Son's book.

"Thanks.." -..."

"Clarissa, if the same answer I like, don't you??" Clarissa looked at Azka who was standing looking at her. "Hm... "

"Why are you the same as me??"

"Because I like you the same."

His whole friends cheered seductively. But of course Clarissa was not tempted. "What??" tanyakanya.

"Like the same you like the same answer Son."

Clarissa shook her head, "sorry, don't get in my brain."

Azka moved closer and stood near Clarissa. "Lo likes the same Son uh I mean you like the same answer Son, and Putra likes the same you uh I mean Son likes your opinion about his answer. And I, like the same,,,, your talk. That's why I like.... Aw..." Azka grimaced, staring at someone who was picking at her. "Sick mom...."

"It hurts??? you've done your job???? "

Azka nodded quickly, "it's already ma'am.."

Ms. Siska let go of her hand twisting on Azka's ear and walked towards the teacher's desk. "If anyone is ready, gather and you can rest.."

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"Hoam....." Kanya yawned wide and leaned on Clarissa, she was busy eating meatballs without noodles. "Gue is really dizzy with the same group of children whose name is Azka??"

Clarissa patted Kanya's head slowly.

"Ca????"

"Hm.."

Raising her head, she supported her head by staring at Clarissa. "No interest in Azka? he's pretty cute too?"

"No...."

"Free too Ca,,, Son has put up a picture of a girl he instagramnya." Whisper, and then he's away from Clarissa. "Lo give it up anyway. Yes although I feel familiar with the figure of the woman photographed it, but yes you should forget him."

"Scan..."

"Hum..?"

Clarissa shakes. He doesn't need to say that the photo Putra uploaded is of him. "Huhh, I can't speak."

Delisa and Vina moved closer sitting near the two. "Gue agrees with Kanya."

He looked confused, his friend's ears were sharp. "Soalah the Azka will also have a crush on you from the beginning of third grade."

"Don't Ca..." Vina shook both hands, "gue agreed more with Rehan."

"Azka is good as well as Vin..."

Kanya nodded, "gue support both."

"Support me Nyak,,,,"

"Dreams.... Just support me."

"Can diem, I didn't focus on eating from earlier..." The three of them clucked, the problem was that Clarissa's meatballs had run out, from where did she not focus?? he looked at Kanya sharply, in Kanya's gaze, Clarissa's eyes said. "Lo tell Delisa to Vina, if I like the Son?"

Kanya. "Hehe, we're best friends."

Delisa and Vina were eye-to-eye, questioning the question of what Clarissa had given in their telepathy.

"Eh Ca's... How was Rehan last night??"

"The car went well."

They blush shyly by teasing Clarissa, "happy, why Ca."

"Watch."

"After watching??"

"home."

"Not anywhere???"

"No." The two looked at Kanya, whom they caught the glare of Kanya's eyes saying something of a kind.

"Don't ask any further, because Clarissa doesn't like Rehan." Both nod.

Vina pushed her bowl, "this is Ca, I think you're sluggish again. Eat mine."

"Thank you..." Pull Vina's bowl and eat it right away.

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