Starting From Grey

Early on Knowing you

The beginning will surely end. (Kru Kepo)

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It turned out that the test wasn't as difficult as I'd ever imagined. After researching and cleaning my writing equipment, I prepared to leave the classroom, then I sat alone in front of the class.

Hemm.... It would be nice if I had a lot of friends, so I didn't do all this alone. But what is the power that I am only a newcomer to this city, I used to live with my mother and now I live with my father so I am still adapting to the new environment.

"Drink," there was a senior who gave me a glass drink.

"Thank you" I took it and drank it.

"Who's your name?" ask the senior, if you ask me from where I know if he is senior, I tell this guy beside me wearing a short-sleeved T-shirt with the Osis logo and behind it reads OSIS SMA 31 City.

"Mutia, Brother."

"Hay Mut, know me Bagas." Said the man and extended his hand. This guy is quite handsome, although still handsome brother Hasan anyway, but he also occupies a seat above average and the value of plausibility he is friendly and cheap smile. I was so thinking what all the seniors here are friendly and smiley.

"How's testing? Can you do it?"

"Alhamdulillah, fine."

The senior beside me was about to make a sound again but there was a sound first interrupting,

"Gas, let's go to the sanggar."

"Ye Captain," replied Bagas as he waved his hand.

"Okey Mutia, I unplug first huh, may we meet again. I promise you that if you enter this school in the sense that you pass the test, I will treat." Bagas went up from his seat and was about to step,

"Sister, thanks. I'll make sure you treat me to satisfaction." I said confidently and he just lifted his thumb a sign of agreement. Opening up to others is not difficult. Ah I regret why I used to be such a closed person.

"Ciye, left behind just so you can be acquainted." Mirza was sitting where Bagas' sister was sitting.

"Well, I'm too beautiful to ignore."

"Ciih PD kali lo" said Mirza.

"You can be proud."

"Lo it's been a lot of drought, so hopefully you'll end up."

"Yach, it's insulting." I did not accept and pretended to sulk.

"Ciye cranky, a bunch of guys on your way," seduced Mirza with a look of amused made-up expression.

"Bodo," I said cuek.

"It's beautiful to say lo."

"Biarin, this is until when the hell the result is taped."

"Tomorrow the announcement."

"Well, I'm going home first." I moved and cleaned my back skirt.

"Udahan?"

"Yes, tired of snooping with you, you are insensitive."

"Ye, sensitize times just pretend like a joke."

"Yes, I'm home. Assalamualaikum."

"Be careful, waalaikumsalam."

I took my foot towards the gate, and there was Rahmad standing, I greeted him and had a little chat, then left to go home and promised to see him again tomorrow.

————Happy Reading———

Sometimes we do not realize that the meeting between us is the plan of the destiny, so how strong we refuse. We won't be able to avoid it.

————Happy Reading———

I'm like a sea without waves if you don't want to be among our memories,

I am like a mountain without a tree complete without your presence in every day,

Because you and I complement each other

Because you and I were created to be imprinted on each other.

A bright morning as bright as the hope stored in my heart, today is the day where the announcement of the test results and the name of the students who received school at 31st High School. I vigorously walked up to the notice board that looked as crowded as ever.

I just exhaled and observed from a distance,

"It looks like my pocket will break for your treat" said Bagas who was standing next to me.

"Astagfirullah, Bagas ngaggetin aja," I said while hitting his shoulder, but I hit instead of feeling pain instead of laughing.

"What's so funny trying?"

"Lo's funny expression is very wear, Mut," replied Bagas still with laughter adorning his lips.

"That's not funny to know," I said sulking, for some reason I feel I've known Bagas for a long time and I feel comfortable talking to him. Maybe because its easy going so easily familiar.

"Sorry, ngagetin."

"I'm sorry, but on condition," I said, raising my eyebrows with seductive intent.

"All right what's the condition? Self-reliance," said Bagas resigned.

"Welcome about the test results" I said with a happy grin.

"Slightly, nih," said Bagas while giving me a cell phone, then I just kept silent I saw him fiddling and then showed me, there it was written that I passed.

"Yes, I passed," I said happily,

"Thanks I want to go home first." I immediately went up and left Bagas' brother who was calling my name.

I don't care, because what is my superiority now is to go home to deliver this good news to my father and to my mother and sister.

But when I reached the gate I stopped suddenly, I remembered something, MOS what are the equipment and when did it do? Ih, why am I being a lola like this.

I went straight back and ran towards Bagas brother who was smiling amusedly looking at me,

"At last you came back too, remembering something, Miss? " said Brother Bagas as I was in front of him.

"What about MOS?" I ask not to heed his words.

"To the hall, this hall turns left to the right of the library."

"Okey, thank you." I left Bagas, as if he was chuckling at my behavior.

"It's a library yeah, right side means this." I said to myself, and then I entered the vast room leisurely, until I felt a pat on my shoulder.

"Gue called you from earlier but you pretended not to hear what really stupid." Mirza was standing next to me.

"I didn't hear your voice this time."

"We're one class, just so you know. We are a soul mate." I saw three girls and one guy who was with Mirza expressing and acting mutant.

"Don't hear the playboy's words. She's a little clear cut straight on the digrep," said the long-haired girl and tied in two, she looks prettier even though she doesn't look too fashionable compared to the others.

"Former, you stay quiet, sirik very. If you want to talk about it." Mirza said with a cry.

"Sorry is not interested" replied the girl and was about to hit Mirza's shoulder but was blocked by the blue-veiled girl who looked so calm and graceful.

"Eh knowin, I'm Irfan Mirza's friend." The guy named Irfan reached out and I greeted, then I also got acquainted with the three girls, who was a former Mirza named Erly, while the hijab girl was named Mira and the cute girl was named Madina.

We entered the hall and followed the pre-mos well. It turned out that we were in the same class, so this made it easier for us to get familiar, even now that we are familiar with using it, it is proven that I can understand their Junior High.

Madina who I think is a cute child was not as cute as I guess because after chatting for a while she had mingled with others as usual.

"Lo what's going home?" madina asked me as we walked out of the hall.

"Rise the bus" I replied and circulated the view.

"Temenin to the bulletin board yuk, I want to see my test scores," mine and they nodded their heads.

"Through there, all the senior scolding," Erly asked as I turned left, through the road earlier.

"Basic flirtatious," we said simultaneously. The four of us walked through the hallway of the IPS class, and sure enough there were many senior sports shirts and alma mater organizations gathered and appeared to discuss. And I quietly walked and watched my new friend who seemed to be stealing a glance. Hemm, I know they already have their own badass.

I stood up and started looking for my name on the notice board, and at number 13 I found it, it turned out that my grade was pretty good.

"Waw, lo pinter yes it turns out, look Mutia in 13th," Erly said excitedly.

"Is she?" ask Mira curiously.

"Lo lost to Mir." Madina said firmly.

"Why indeed?" many wonder.

"Among the five of us Mira are the smartest, he alone is ranked 60th. And we're clearly under it."

"Oh, it was just a coincidence." I answered casually.

Then we had a great conversation about seniors to the coolest guys in school and more, but I could only chim in a little bit because I didn't know them all so I could what.

"I think I should go home, because it's noon. I didn't bring you either."

"Yes, you re-listed when?" ask Erly.

"I'm for the administration Dad took care of, so see you Monday."

"Okey, see you again!"

I walked towards the gate with my head lowered until I subconsciously hit someone, who I saw was just a blue t-shirt, because he was too high above me, I just snorted. Not because I hit him but his height hurt my ego.

"Sorry, not intentionally," I said looking down not at him at all.

"Be careful" said the tall man, to make me remember something that had happened, and when I looked up I did not see the figure again, I just breathed a sigh of relief and walked back, but this time I did not look down but I watched the path I was walking, because I did not want to be a fool by making the same mistake.

————Happy Reading———

Monday, finally today came.

Monday, I finally have to pass this time as well.

I stepped foot into the gate that looked still quiet, not in the sense of no one but not crowded but there were some people, at the gate there were 6 seniors who had stood calling our arrival.

I walked leisurely until something was blocking my way, when I looked up I saw that face, that guy's face that was in the registration room, he was Hasan's brother.

"Welcome in High School 31 City, Mutia." She said sweetly, as sweet as the smile that rose on her lips, to the point of making me forget the rotation. Who is not fascinated if in the morning has gotten the blessing of a smile as beautiful as that.

"Muhammad Nur Hasan, just call brother Hasan" he said, extending his hand.

"Syarifa Mutia, call Mutia." I received the helping hand and we shook hands with each other.

"I finally know you officially." I frowned and then smiled.

"Morning has been the spread of charm aja lo, brother," shouted one of the seniors who was near the gate, making me realize that we were the center of attention.

"Then can I pass by now?" I am half embarrassed.

"Of course, please," said Mr. Hasan like inviting guests ala princess.

"Thank you" I said as I walked. But just stepping two to three steps I heard the voice of Hasan's brother shouting,

"Supply wait!!"

'Abi' heard that I immediately looked for the whereabouts of the person called by Brother Hasan, and there stood a figure far from my prediction. Because I predict that Abi's name is handsome and authoritative sekasta with Kak Hasallah at least or for the like, because the senior who gave the exam card that was entrusted by Abi said that Abi was 'prince charming'. But it turned out to be unsuitable and really very far from guessing. I just smiled indistinctly because I was thinking no-no and continued my footsteps towards the class that I would temporarily wear during the MOS.

Oh yeah, discussing MOS in my new school is not the same as MOS which is commonly seen on TV or read in novels. Because, the MOS in my school is purely a student's oritation. So the activity is to know the ins and outs of the school and the approach to the teachers, employees and all school residents. And if you ask, what about the clothes used? The answer is that we wear black skirts and white clothes, yesterday in premos asked why we should wear such clothes, senior answer is because your uniform will be Wednesday, so to be compact, so.

Back to topic, I was already at the door there I had seen friends I knew sitting on their benches.

"Assalamualaikum," I said as I approached their table and shook their hands, and did not forget they answered my greetings.

"You're sitting in front of Mira" Erly said with a big smile.

"Indeed Mira sat alone?" ask me while sitting.

"No, we are ready to do it."

"Okay, thank you."

"Anytime for you," they answered simultaneously and then laughed.

"Woe, ceremony!" mirza exclaimed from the front door and when Erly was about to shout answered Mirza's call had already been smothered by Madina.

"Come on!" take Mira and we step towards the front page.

We line in the middle, not too front nor behind, because one row contains three people then Erly relented behind, actually I feel bad, because I like seizing his position. However, he convinced me that I did not know any other friends yet so later I was afraid I would be uncomfortable. I am so grateful to have such a good and caring friend.

"Well, Mr. Hasan is very handsome, yes" said Madina slowly.

"Is she?" manyu tease.

"Sister Abi is no less cool lo," said Mira, making me glare in disbelief.

"Have been solemn to the ceremony instead of judging men," I said quietly and they both immediately clucked dislikes, to make me giggle slowly.

The ceremony was over and we were given 10 minutes to take a break, so my friends and I went back to class and sat down.

"Now, drink to you" said Mirza, bringing a drink she might buy in the cafeteria.

"Ciye.. same attention ex," we cried simultaneously making Erly blush embarrassed, while Mirza scratched her head back while grinning.

"Basic, amused I saw your face," I said as I slapped Mirza's shoulder standing beside me sitting down.

"What the hell beb, don't hit," said Mirza spoiled and I saw three of my friends feigning muteness and I just rolled my two-ball eyes.

"Oh yes, I'm sitting well" Mirza said as she patted my head softly, I was treated as if glaring at my friend and laughing. For not accepting I immediately picked up the book that Mira used to get rid of sweat and chased after Mirza. Mirza, who I was chasing, laughed so hard that she fell near the teacher's desk. It was not that I missed quickly I approached him and hit his body using Mira's book.

"Though Mut...geez!!" he said while cracking up.

"Don't repeat it" I said frowning and turned to my friends who were laughing happily, as if getting a free comedy.

Ahem...

There was a deheman and a clamor from behind, because I was still breathing so I didn't turn, I saw the code Mirza gave me but I was still reluctant to turn my head, until the sound of Deheman was heard again and I turned and how surprised I was when I saw two boys and one girl who was standing at the door. You guys know who they are? They are Senior. With the wrong way I tidied my clothes and hijab and sat back down without saying hello or smiling, I just looked down embarrassed.

"Basar Mirza, make a bad impression at the beginning of the meeting." I said in my heart.

I sat down and Mira gave me a tissue, seeing that my face was full of sweat.

"Well, you guys are quite easy to blend in and familiar," commented Bagas and looked amusedly at me, and seeing that I glared at him making him shake his head.

"Lo know that girl?" ask a senior girl I don't know her name. And I saw Brother Bagas moving his head up and down the sign that he knew me.

"Sister Abi is cool, right?" mira asked me, I looked over.

"Is she?" I went back because of the wonder.

"Noh look, his body is straight skin yellow chest airy, good waah like it's in his arms."

"Hust, ngaco!"

Oh so the name Abi is the figure of this guy, so who did I see this morning who dong?

There are probably many Abi names in this school. Then without feeling like I remembered anything, as I walked towards the seat I smelled a perfume that I would never forget because I liked the smell and I first smelled it was on the figure that caught me on the verge of falling it hit Mirza that day, and I looked directly at the guy and our eyes collided and I saw a smile on his lips. Waw he smiled, I became misbehaved and immediately averted my gaze.

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