That Bianglala, you
Cowo's got the camera
Welcome to New Educator
SMA Pelita Pure
School year 2018/2019
“Good. For new learners expected to march in the middle of the field”
The voice of a father, known as the vice principal of the student section, blared throughout the school through loudspeakers. About two hundred more prospective new students stormed the middle of the field in front of which stood a flagpole and on it flashed a red and white cloth. Ensure all new students have gathered, lined up carelessly, mixed from a variety of different junior high schools.
“For committee. Please immediately split classes for the orientation period of the next five days!” orders from the chief guardian who stands on the pulpit near the flagpole.
A committee approached the pulpit, talking slowly to the deputy head. Five seconds later the microphone switched hands from vice-head father to the sister of the committee who was now staring at a group of human children in front of him.
“Good sisters. Introduce me Melani Soraya from class XI IPS. I'll split up your classes for later orientation. Listen carefully, yes!"
Not wrong again, surely this Melani is the Chairman of the Committee. His prominent appearance among his other friends makes the brain think so.
“Bianca Lala, class adenium"
The figure of the girl was aghast in the midst of her preoccupation with paying attention around, because she did not expect her name to be mentioned first.
“Bianca Lala, class adenium" reworked the committee once again.
While the so-called are in fatigue come out of the middle row which becomes the center of the riot. His small body was trying to push, slashing out among the hundreds of students. Until we reach the end of the line.
“Kak, Bianca Lala" cried the girl, her hands pointing up.
A blink of a glance, the committee again mentioned the next name. The other committee just stood watching. There is a fact that these committees are actually members of OSIS who volunteer to be the host of this annual event.
“Surya Tio, class adenium" sound from the microphone constantly fills the eardrum.
‘this is how most guys are Bianca's inner. The names mentioned after Bianca are dominant men, even entirely men. Bianca was awkward, not usually she felt dead in this style. What is this because the adenium flower that he hates becomes his class name. Adenium flowers or known as frangipani flowers. Five flower petals that conical like a trumpet are red at the edges, with white dominating the middle. There are many types of adenium flowers, but only red and white adenium flowers are often found on the home page, as well as white adenium flowers that usually grow in tombs. Adenium flower petals blend red and white is charming, so many people who make it an ornamental plant. However, the sap on the flower that Bianca does not like is also some of the most people because bitter manabila accidentally entered the taste senses. Not to mention the white adenium flower that Bianca knows, the flower symbolizes departure, sadness, and loss. How not? Most white adenium flowers bloom where people are buried, funerals.
Silent sculpting, imposing comfortable, praying that after this the name of the student mentioned. While praying inwardly, Bianca circulated her gaze, trying to eliminate the dead force, until Bianca's black eyeballs accidentally caught several male-level brothers from the direction of the gate passageway. Bianca's gaze was fixed on one of the mobsters, one of the tallest dominating the other, a camera lens hanging from one's neck, the man's occasional hand playing the lens, focusing, focusing, then a snapshot was caught on his camera.
“Heh, see what?” exclaiming someone who has been around Bianca ever since.
Bianca was surprised not to play. “Eh, really. I know Bianca” said Bianca stuck out her hand.
So distracted, Bianca was not aware of the presence of the schoolgirl beside her earlier, which means her prayers and waiting were answered. Luckily there are those who realize Bianca from the culprit, otherwise Bianca might look at the committee's sister until the sound of a microphone is heard, more embarrassed if the one who sniffed her was the committee's sister as well. A schoolgirl with her white hijab was staring at Bianca confused, because from earlier in her view Bianca just daydreamed somehow noticing what.
Sofia replied to Bianca's hand “Sofia Putri Warno. By the way I saw from earlier you were dumbfounded, see what, anyway?” answer and ask Sofia.
“Thong there, kok” replied Bianca stiff, he did not feel good lying nor could he talk excessively especially to people he just knew.
“Gue is afraid of kemambet"
Bianca could only reply with a stiff smile, embarrassed also felt in the know of others, in addition to the person worried about Bianca who was indeed the brother of the committee in the camera.
No more voices from Sofia, Bianca's new friend. Sofia at the side stared around, the scene where the elder sister who was standing watching, the frenzy of friends waiting for her name was called. Bianca chose another activity, glimpsed again by the sister committee who became the focus of Bianca a few minutes ago, ascertaining whether the sister committee was still in place or had disappeared somewhere. Cowo with the lens camera is now leaning on the support of the school building, his right hand holding the lens with the arm wrapped around the black hanger of the lens in the hold, he said, the left hand is placed in one pair of pants. The guy's eyes swept around, occasionally when there was a catch of interest he immediately played the lens of his camera, aiming. Damn, how cool and cool that guy was when he was busy with the lens, turned the camera focus, then shot at the target. It was a pity when the sight was surpassed without being seen by the eye.
“Good sisters. Everyone has got class. Now follow the escort sister who will be your class companion sister”
Again. The sound of the microphone restores Bianca's entire consciousness, not imagining the call-to-call event has ended. Bianca looked back, checking her class if there were any other students besides Sofia. Thankfully, girls are not outnumbered by boys. Three sisters of the committee, two of them girls, approached the adenium class. One brother of the men's committee, with a fierce look, sweet blacks carry a bunch of paper containing data in it.
“Adenium class, yes?” ask the brother of the male committee, from his voice that is emphasized out loud can also be sure this one brother is fierce not playing.
“Iya, sis.” Bianca ventured to answer, because she was in the front row facing the committee sister.
“OK. Let's get to class!” strict orders.
Three big brother committee already walked ahead in the follow others. Before stepping his feet to follow behind, Bianca had a glance toward the buffer of the building near the pulpit, where the brother of the committee with the lens camera was standing. A sigh of disappointment was heard coming out of Bianca, because the brother of the committee in the camera was not in his place, whether to go where he was after this event. Is Bianca going to see the cameraman again? Is it just a meeting without a greeting?
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- Alam Literacy from the Scriptures.
