
...🌺 Assalamualaikum 🌺...
...{Welcome to my novel, thank you for choosing this book to read. Hope you like the story. It's the first novel, a lot of mistakes in every word and sentence.}...
...Please in maklumi....
At school Yoon So was sitting sweet on his bench. Still in a bad mood today she left early for school not with her hyung on the grounds of the class picket.
Shortly after, Yura entered the classroom with a flat face with a chest.
"Assalamu'alaikum."Greet before entering.
Yoon So smiled happily looking at Yura's face in the morning.
"Getishalight."
"Good morning Yura."Sapa Yoon so sweet.
"morning."
Soon after, two figures of hijab women who are not foreign to him.
"Assalamu'alaikum."Greetings both with smiles of happiness.
"morning oppa Yoon so."
"Morning."
"Just this time Yoon So came early" Arin said as she put down her bag.
Yoon did not answer. Yura silently looked at Yoon so at a glance.
"What's the matter at home ?".Tanya Yura flat.
Yoon so was surprised, looking at Yura's face that wasn't looking at her.
"Little."The answer was short, back to the dream.
Given that today the schedule he picked Yura immediately swept the class floor that was not dirty.
Arin and Fitri are busy with her thin makeup, while the class is still uninhabited.
While sweeping in front of the class. The tall man in cool style stood right before Yura who was in focus sweeping over.
Yura stared at the shoes that were familiar to her, making her not have to look up to find out who the owner of the shoes was.
Yoon Jin remained faithfully standing before Yura who was busily sweeping until Yura looked at her face.
Yura moved forward sweeping the floor that Yoon Jin was stepping on, but he lazily looked at Yoon Jin's face standing right in front of him.
Yura was silent for a moment with a face that was still staring at the floor.
"Yoon so!!."Shouted Yura.
"What's the matter?" asked Yoon so heading towards Yura.
He stared at her flat face which was also staring at him.
"Nih, it's your turn" Yura said as she handed him a broom.
Yoon So still did not understand the situation but she still accepted the broom Yura gave."
"New picket, not you've departed from the morning."Yoon Jin flat said.
Yoon so surprised, he only realized that he reasoned to leave early because there was a picket schedule.
"Hmm, that was..."
Yoon Jin raised an eyebrow waiting for an answer that Yoon So did not continue.
"What."
"From the toilet, stomachache."
Yoon Jin stared fixedly at Yoon's face so as to seek the truth from within his eyes. And turned to look at Yura who was at the side still with her trademark.
"Drink medicine," she said, leaving Yura and Yoon so.
Yoon-so looks at Yoon-jin's back which is now invisible.
"You must know that I don't get along with Jin hyung anymore."Yoon so make sure.
Yura nodded and passed into the classroom leaving Yoon So who was still staring at her.
Yura entered the classroom sitting sweetly staring out the window. Seeing Yoon So who was having problems somehow her heart also felt uncomfortable.
Yoon So who was in a bad mood, also influenced Yura's mood.
Arin and Fitri looked up while looking at Yura who was still faithful looking out the window.
"Asalamualaikum," said Rachel passionately entering the classroom.
"Getishalight."Answer them simultaneously.
"At what time, the very beginning of your coming."
"Well, sit sweet in each chair."Answer Fitri.
"No, then I came early to cheat."Clearly Rachel.
"Have you ?."
"Oo clear, of course young people."Arin replied proudly.
"For dong."Persuade Rachel.
"OK but call her ayang."Arin Pinta.
"In disgust I'm horrified."Oceh Fitri's.
"Yes who, quickly dong keburu enter the enthron."Rachel Pinta.
"That's it, I have it."Fitri gave the book to Rachel.
"That's so good that I'm, that's."
Yoon So came directly to give the book to Rachel who immediately received the book with a happy smile.
"Thanks bro." -."
"I don't wear mine." Ask Fitri.
"Not Fit."Rachel smiled happily.
"Yoon so you can play basketball ?."Ask Rachel.
"Can, why ?."
"Our school's another week your birthday forgot that our school didn't have a race."Clearly Rachel while copying Yoon's answer so.
"It's true I almost forgot, just haven't put up a poster the same announcement." Sahut Fitri's.
"Sir Deha said today to be on display, continue later in the afternoon until the next selection of basketball players, as well as other competitions."Clearly Rachel.
All seemed enthusiastic except for Yura who heard Rachel's explanation with a flat expression on her face.
"Lo's in basketball ?."Ask Rachel about Arin
"Yes, my hobby."Answer Rachel.
"The spirit is playing."Temptation Fitri made Arin snort annoyed at Fitri's remarks.
"Lo's coming ?."Yura asked Yoon so.
"I want to play basketball."
"It's gonna be really exciting, Bogan Yubesgara, Darmagara wait for me yak." Shouted Fitri hysterically.
Arin immediately shouts Fitri's head in irritation.
Yura remained silent, there was not the slightest intention in her heart to participate in the race. Instead he was even lazy if other famous schools entered his school. Even though it was all his grandfather's school, why there was dislike in his heart.
Yura got up from her seat walking towards the door.
"Yur, where ?."Ask Arin.
"To the toilet."
"I'm coming along."
"I am too." Timpal Fitri ran after Yura and Arin.
The still quiet school made Yura able to breathe freshly. A large crowd of students sometimes makes a tight.
From the front, Deha was carrying some equipment.
Yura and the group approached Deha who was busy sticking a poster on the wall.
Yura, Arin and Fitri read a poster containing the announcement of the school's anniversary race.
"I want to participate in the Yur photographer competition, so the model with Yoon so yes."Whimper Fitri.
"Gue wants to enter a race that is confused."Arin Timpal.
Yura saw the races in the mading. Nothing is interesting to him.
"Lo became the model Fitri aja with Rachel or Yoon so."Advice Yura.
"Yes, but if you are a model, you will win."
"Stiff-faced rich like this you say will win."
Deha smiled at the debate of the three friends who were in front of her.
"It turns out the princess of the Pole can insecure ya."Deha smiled.
Yura glanced at Deha's sweet-looking face.
"Later for the cooking competition you come."Fresh Deha.
Yura clasped her chest shrugging her shoulders, not agreeing with Deha's offer.