The Life of Introverted Girls

Introductions 01

My name is Nursyifa, commonly called Syifa.I am small, have a height of 1.55 cm.My skin is yellow, typical of Asian residents.My eyes are a bit narrow but my gaze is sharp, said people I look like Chinese, I look like,but I don't know if my ancestors have Chinese ancestry or not, which I know I'm a native Indonesian citizen.

In everyday relationships, I'm a bit closed people, not too like the name pleasantries.I'm too picky in terms of friends, not that I'm arrogant or anything (in fact many say I'm arrogant🤭🤭).But indeed I am not too comfortable with people who are not as frequent as me😊😊.

I attended SMK School, in the City of my birth.I majored in Accounting.In the academic field I was indeed awarded by God a brain that is slightly intelligent above the average person around me.

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In the morning , the sun was a little timid to show his charm, even though the clock has pointed at 7:00.Maybe the rainy season has arrived, so the weather this morning is a little cloudy.

Me and my friends have been sitting neatly on their respective benches waiting for the Financial Accounting subject teacher to enter the class.

"hff.his teacher does not teach anymore".my complaint is in my heart.

I see my friends are cool with their respective stories.Their compulsion does not distract me one bit, I remain with my solitude while reading the book of Accounting, there is not the slightest intention to join them.

"Syifa".Suddenly Lina one of my two best friends who would be friends with me called me from the back bench.

"Yes...What is Lina??".many of me without getting out of my seat.

"Here.join with us".he cried while waving his hand.

I pulled my lips into a thin arch, while shaking.

I saw Mery my other best friend just shaking her shoulder and smiling at my response,I like.I don't like to communicate too much with the people around me.I want to communicate with them when I feel comfortable.My friends Lina and Mery know that very well, they don't stay away from me, I'm happy,they still want to be friends with me.But they don't push me when I'm uncomfortable.

..Tap..tap.tap..tap.the sound of the knocking of the shoe tread is heard approaching from outside the classroom.

White figure, high athletic standing front of class, with soft netra.

"Assalamualaikum Warrahmatullahi Westarakatuh and good morning children".Said the Man in front of my class with his baritone voice

"Waalaikum greetings Warrahmatullahi Jabarakatuh and Good morning, Pak..!!.".Answer me and my friends.

The atmosphere of the class suddenly became noisy.kaya beehive that was disturbed...

"Who is this??".whispers my friends to each other.

"Come"..But handsome bangeeeet, said my friend Jely with a smile-smiling centil.She is famous for being coquettish.

I stick with my cold and flat mode.

"Ehmm".heard a man's voice in front of my class cleared his throat.

"Include me, my name is Irmansyah"

"You can call me Mr. Irman"

"I replaced Ibu shuhaidah, teaching the subjects of Financial Accounting".

"She's on maternity leave".Obviously Mr. Irman.

"Ready sir.....!!!"exclaimed my friends.I remained silent and lowered my head without any intention of looking at the face of the person who was speaking in front of my class.

"Is there anything else I want to ask before the lesson starts??"ask Mr. Irman while looking at us one by one.

"There's a sir.." Suddenly Jely the coquettish girl raised her hand.

"What age is it, sir..???"sahut again.

"I'm 23 years old".Answer Mr. Irman.

"Have you got a boyfriend, sir...??"

"If not yet let me want to register to be the girlfriend of the Father".Jely sarcasm.

the class became boisterous with the voices of my friends hearing questions from the silly Jely.

I lifted my face, I looked at Mr. Irman's face was red.His eyes were sharply staring at me and my friends.

"You are here to seek knowledge, not to find a girlfriend" cried Mr. Irman.

"And you.".while pointing towards Jely.

"What's your name!!"in his eyes Jely with a sharp look.

"My name is Jely sir"Jawab Jely confidently smiled flirtatiously.

"Get you out of this class until my graduation is over.!!".said Mr. Irman half-screaming.

"I don't like kids the most who don't have manners".it looked coldly at Jely.

"Ta.ta.but sir.."seru Jely stammered while bowing, his eyes glazed.trust lost instantly.

"UNDER..??"

"Iiiya Sir".With a feeling of shame, Jely came out of the classroom.She was afraid to look at Mr. Irman's face.

The atmosphere of the class became quiet and gripping.Unexpectedly the gentle-faced man in front of me turned out to be able to make my friends afraid.

"Hmmm..good, at least they are not noisy anymore when studying.

"The lessons I'll start".Excite Mr. Irman flat.

"Yeah..."Answer us classmate.

Thirty minutes later, after Mr. Irman explained.

"Now you're working on page 27 tasks in your respective books.It's 10 minutes from now".Excited Mr. Irman.

Classes are noisy again

"Ware..10 minutes for 2 about Financial Statements??.suicide".my friends are nervous.

I sat quietly working on the matter without minding my friends' complaints.

It wasn't until 10 minutes, I finished my job.

I saw Mr. Irman sitting down while reading the book in his hand.

I stood up and walked towards Mr. Irman in front of the class.

"Sir, my job is done" I said as I handed over my workbook to Mr. Irman.

Mr. Irman looked up his head.Soft Netra looked at me, I saw his behavior a bit strange.Like a person who misbehaved.I stick with my cool attitude and flat mode, I do not care about Mr. Irman's attitude wrong behavior.

"mmm...You can sit back at your place.I'll check your work first".

"Well sir.." I said as I passed in front of Mr. Irman.

10 Minutes have passed.

"Gather your tasks now..!!"sir Irman suddenly shouted.

silent class, with no one daring to move and make a sound.

"Why shut up, didn't you hear what you said???".

"Not finished paaak..".soo my friends simultaneously.

"Astagfirullah..from that what are you doing??"...

my friends were silent, no one dared to answer.

"Do you not understand what you have explained??.Ask Mr. Irman.

"Iyaaa Paaak." replied my friends again simultaneously.

Mr. Irman's face was frustrated...

"Alright, you will explain again next week, because the hours of this subject are up".Said Mr. Irman while glancing at the clock in his left hand.

"And for the next week there is no tolerance anymore.For those who have given up their duties, the book I return next week.

"Iiyaaa Paak." replied my friends.

"Alright, so long ago learning for today.Until meeting next week.And I end Assalamualaikum Warrahmatullahi Wabrakatuh".Said Mr. Irman.

"Waalaikum Salam Warrahmatullahi Wabrakatuh"Our seru...

Mr. Irman walked out of the classroom, into the teacher's room, holding a book in his hand.

teeet.teeet.bel sign Istrahat reads.

My friends ran out of class for the rest.

I stood from my stool.Kuayun steps me towards the library, my most comfortable place when the istrahat arrived.I do not go to the cafeteria like my other friends.I prefer breakfast from home.I do not like the atmosphere of the canteen that is too crowded in my opinion.

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Sorry if my work is less interesting, the sentence arrangement is messy.

This is my first work🙏🙏🙏

please take his criticism and advice to support my work.🙏🙏🙏