THE BEAUTIFUL CARDBOARD HEAD

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The sound of the door squealing was heard from the outside, before long the three men began to enter the bathroom and how surprised they were when they saw a woman wearing cardboard on her head.

" Ehhh look. That's what people do, it's strange that his head is wearing on cardboard covers" said Zoya.

"Anjir, yes say it to people" said Gempita.

" Greta! You don't pay any more events in our school until there is a cosplay too again, the intention is really" he continued.

" Ehhh Brentar, Tata if ngak wrong you ever tell us. if there is a strange student at this school, Don't these people you mean" said Zoya.

"Sorry my sister has to go back to class" Anya said, rushing out of the toilet.

" Greta!" call Gempita

"Tata?" Call her again while gently shaking Gretha's shoulder.

"True, Because of him I was also embarrassed in front of the children I ospek. Even Endra snapped at me to defend that damn girl." said Gretha staring at the door that has now been closed perfectly. " Look at aja. I will make you suffer in this school" he said back with a tightly clenched hand.

Zoya and Gempita who saw it can only be silent stiff. Gretha is not a typical boasting person, what she says should come true, It is clear what will happen in the future the cardboard-headed girl will no longer be able to live her day quietly, she said, because Gretha will always harass him.

In the corridor of school Anya walked so hastily that she did not notice the road anymore until she hit someone.

" I'm sorry I did it on purpose" Anya said

" Not having eyes!" he said with a snarl.

"Pardon"

" Go! And don't ever show up in front of me again. Know lo!" he said with great emphasis.

"L-yes, I'm sorry".Anya said and hurried off to leave the person.

*******

The break bell had rung fifteen minutes ago. All students have returned to their respective classes to begin their next lesson. No exception to class X IPS 3 at this time, miss Aulia as an English teacher was conveying her material, Anya who was outside the door could only sigh and dare to enter into it.

With all the courage he had. He dared to knock on the door of the class. " Excuse me miss, I'm sorry I'm late" she told miss Aulia asking for permission to enter.

" Why is it too late?" ask miss Aulia who is now staring at Anya who is in front of her at this time.

" I'm sorry miss I ran out of the toilet."

" Yaudah, please return to your seat. Today I allow it to be late, but if it is still repeated you I am the law."

" Good miss"

*******

At Home

Today was a very exhausting day for Anya. After changing his uniform with home clothes he decided to go down to meet Bagas the Father.

" What do you want to eat today?" ask Bagas the Father.

"Ehhmm what is it? Anya said confusedly as she tapped her index finger onto her chin.

"It's again the same kangen dehh father's fried rice cuisine" he said again to make a decision.

" Can ya?" he said it again this time with those sparkling eyes.

" Hahahah.bby donk what sighhh that does not make this father's beautiful daughter" said Bagas greas. How could he refuse his daughter's request. Not wanting to make the princess wait for long Bagas immediately rushed to take some ingredients in the refrigerator to make a special fried rice for his daughter.

Actually Anya not only live alone with the Father, there is an aunt who has been working in this house for quite a long time. But the aunt is now returning home for a while and it is expected that she will be back in about 2 weeks.

You could say Anya was closer to her aunt than her father. Bagas was too busy working even often Anya was left alone in his home. Although only open a store that sells basic goods and other daily needs, But it cannot be denied that the store owned by Bagas is very in demand and growing very rapidly as evidenced by the number of visitors who arrive every day even the store already has a branch in the area of Bogor Tak far unlike in the center of the store is also crowded visitors every day. And the plan is Bagas will re-open the third branch that he planned in the Bandung area.bustiness Bagas that often makes a sense of loneliness, While the Mother? Anya had already lost that figure since she was born and only her father had. Although there is an aunt who tried to be a mother for Anya, but still the figure of Mother will not be replaced by anyone.

While waiting for the father to cook the fried rice, Anya decided to return to her room. Working on some PR that had not been done in school before, that's the habit of Anya he did not like to postpone the job if he had a sting time he would use that time as well as possible, including PR even though the task is collected next week but Anya will immediately work on every school trip.

Since childhood, I have loved music. In fact, he has been engaged in music since the age of 13 years, he is also good at playing various types of musical instruments such as piano, guitar, and violin. But his favorite musical instrument is the violin, Anya often participated in the competition to play the violin instrument and did not win an award. And Anya has a dream that is to become a famous violinist like Bella Aswara.

But one thing that is very dear, Bagas the Father actually does not like Anya's hobby. Because according to the father it is useless just playing a musical instrument will not benefit at all Bagas the father actually wants the child to pursue the business world like it because it will be more guarantee his future later.

The sound of knocking on the door rang out from outside Anya's room. " Anya! want this fried rice already so" said the father.

"yes, yeah " said Anya. Then immediately release the earphones and close the book and immediately rush down to eat fried rice made by his father.

"wahhh looks good nihh well" Anya said and immediately occupied herself on the dining table chair.

"it's eaten, it will be cold fried rice" said Bagas the father.

"Just try it." he said. Then began to feed a spoon of fried rice into his mouth.

There was a curiosity when he saw Anya start to enjoy the fried rice without saying a single word "Gimana? Good ngak?" ask Bagas with curiosity.

"But really well, it's better dad-made fried rice than what's usually made in 5-star restaurants".

"Can you, it's gone"

"It's really yah"

"yes, I believe" said Bagas, shaking his head at the behavior of his little daughter.

" well. Heummm Anya wants to pursue the world of music from now on. Father's permission to play violin again like before, Anya..."

"Him!" shouted the father accompanied by a table shake that immediately made Anya speechless.

"Dad has already said. I don't like it if you plunge into the world of music that there is no use Anya, ngak will you can profit anything. You better think your school is studying diligently so you can succeed instead of playing music like that. What do you want to be? Music will not be able to make money Anya"

"but Anya likes well, and it's Anya's hobby. Dad also said that what we do will make us successful"

"Not with music!"

"But yeah..."

"Anya Enough! I don't want to be denied"

"Finish your meal. Dad has to go back to the store now" Bagas said then passed away leaving Anya alone at the dinner table with a feeling of disappointment. Again and again Anya had to swallow the disappointment of the attitude of the father who did not support his dream at all, what should Anya do? He did not want to bury his dream of becoming a famous violinist like Bella Aswara. A violinist who amazes everyone with the beautiful singing of his violin that amazes everyone.

Now there is only Anya alone in the dining room. Eating fried rice that has changed its taste to be very salty because of the teardrops that continue to flow on his cheeks, even to spend the food Anya is no longer in taste, he said, he decided to finish his meal and wash his dirty dishes. He returned to his room to finish his schoolwork.

Seriate....