STUPID CLASSES

Reina

It all started when I was in 1st grade......

Reina Fanesintia, the lady from 2nd grade, is my big sister, a figure who can be called the female lead in all sorts of stories. She is beautiful, friendly, easy-going, graceful, rich, polite, and kind to anyone.

It's just that, because of Reina's kindness, sometimes it makes all the men misunderstand. With just a smile when greeting each other, five days they shadowed Reina's face when eating, sleeping not soundly while remembering the beautiful smile of the pink little lips. Or only five words that they say can be mistaken, he considered paying attention to them.

Because for a student of SMK, the presence of one beautiful woman like Reina, like an oasis in the middle of a vast wilderness. Hot and full of mirages. But they should have realized that their hope of getting Reina's attention was nothing more than the good attitude of their fellow humans. They are like fools, including me.

Reina, a schoolgirl who likes talking about fasion or film artists who play the main role in the soap opera that aired at night, she looks beautiful with a thick black short haircut, and she looks beautiful, without using make up once.

Her natural beauty has made me dream often, the way she walks, the aroma of perfume shop free of spray origin and nail pieces on each finger, I always pay attention. Nothing makes him tacky or overdone. But his personality is very able to bring himself to make friends, making him one of the choices for students to date, he said,

It's just that never once have I seen senior Reina accept an invitation to be someone's girlfriend, about 5 men have been rejected in the second year of class, when I was first grade.

For myself, for, I never once thought of being able to ask her out even more than one month I was in first grade and got to know senior Reina with just a few sentences that I could say to her during MOS activities or Student orientation period.

"Greetings brother, my name is Fariz Anfal from the 1st grade majoring in electrical engineering." It became an introduction when first entering the school for introductions in the new school year.

I remember how nervous it was then, just the glance of senior Reina's eyes had made me imagine to invite her to go to the sewer.

Of course it is not unusual for us men who only find MADESU men, hick and head like a matchstick in the classroom, see something beautiful from beautiful women like senior Reina.

Usut had a stretcher, it turns out that all the male students in the school admitted it. Including my comrades Woro Asmoro, Sano Setio aji Pangestu, and Cayo Alata, a trio of grim future men really pay attention to the prima donna of this school.

Woro who accidentally met Reina in the canteen, to forget about his lunch to just pay attention to Reina, even the fried chicken in the dish vanished in the cat, without Woro knowing.

What else Sano Setio aji Pangestu who prefers to be silent and send a letter containing a pantun, although he never put his name in the letter.

I'm not as crazy as the three of them, because for many reasons, I know myself, self-conscious and inferior, imagining being able to talk to senior Reina, she said, it has become an amazing thing to tell as a valuable experience when learning Indonesian.

But who would have thought, whether there was any wind, not even the slightest bit I imagined, when senior Reina deliberately came into my classroom to speak directly.

"You're Fariz, right ?." Asking Senior Reina.

I nodded without being able to answer because I was nervous. Still in a state of confusion, swayed between reality and illusion, but seeing the triad of expressions looking at me full of annoyance, it could be identified that the presence of senior Reina was not an illusion.

"After school, we can talk." Senior Reina.

I was still automatically without any coercion, and without being able to answer anything.

"Good, don't go home, because it's important." Reply to senior Reina who just left right away.

Nodding around without being able to understand about senior Reina's goal, even until she left, I still couldn't stop my head from continuing to move up and down.

'Eh, what is this?, What is really going on?, Senior Reina, wants to talk to me?, This is not a dream right?.' many things come to my mind.

While Cayo, Woro, and Sano, with complicated faces like being holding back constipation, directed a sharp look at me.