The Secret of the Detective
7. In Class
“Say Bu Rini, you are entering the IPS 3 class. I'll take you to class,” bargain Baim.
Kiran followed Baim's steps after previously thanking Bu Rini.
After they reached the classroom door, Baim circulated his gaze to look for an empty bench. Luckily there was a bench in the back row that was still empty.
“Come with me!” baim's orders.
Kiran followed Baim obediently.
“You sit there?” Baim showed me an empty bench.
Kiran put her bag on the table.
“Your vision is normal, right?” ask Baim again.
“What if my eyes aren't normal?” ask Kiran in surprise.
“Fear you are not clearly looking at the board if sitting on the back bench,” explained Baim.
“My eyes are normal kok.” replied Kiran
“Good.”
“Eh, why are you still here?” asked Kiran who was surprised to see Baim still in class, even though the doorbell had rang.
“I'm sitting here,” replied Baim casually.
“Oh, so I'm one class with you?” kiran asked in surprise. He did not expect if a class with a handsome guy who had helped him.
“Iya,” replied Baim while chuckling.
“Basic fucking boy. As if to touch me,” Kiran in heart.
The first lesson is economics. Lessons that Kiran liked enough that she enjoyed the material delivered by the teacher enough.
Kiran is basically a learner. Since childhood, he has loved to learn. Maybe because his family is a family that is closely related to the world of education.
His father was a former TNI official who retired early and devoted himself to become a lecturer at a government-owned educational institution engaged in the field of civilization where the purpose of the institution was to produce competent government cadres, who were, character, and personality. Her mother is a high school teacher. His older brother was of a profession that had absolutely nothing to do with education or the military. His older brother was a young businessman. Perhaps the blood of their maternal grandfather was rushing within that elder brother. His younger brother is still undergoing military education in Magelang. After graduating majoring in journalism, his sister immediately applied to become a member of the TNI, he successfully passed the entrance test and is now continuing the education of career soldier officers in Akmil.
“Nis, we go to canteen yuk!” bring Baim.
“I'm here only. I'm not hungry yet,” reject Kiran.
“Ya already, I introduce you to classmates.”
Before Kiran could give a response, Baim was already clamoring for all his classmates.
“Woooi, know this, our new temen. Her name is Anissa Fauziah. Transfer child from... uh, Nis you moved from where the hell?” ask Baim.
“Move from Garut,” replied Kiran of origin.
“Ooooh transfer children from Garut,” sneer some female students who certainly in every school there are only beautiful, popular, and classy students like them.
“Include, my name is Anissa Fauziah. I moved from Garut High School. It's good to have a class with you. Thank you.” Kiran introduced herself in front of her classmates.
He did not care about the sneers of popular classmates whose shapes resembled those of popular students from time to time. From the past, popular types of students will still exist, as well as the type of students who are cute and quiet like nerdy type students.
Kiran realizes that Baim is one of the popular students because of his above-average good looks. The kind of handsome student like Baim and popular because of its friendly face and nature is also definitely there at all times. Kiran did not yet know the contents of the handsome boy's brain, but it seemed that Baim was also a clever student. Kiran will love a handsome and smart boy like Baim.
“Im, to canteen yuk!” bring one of the students.
“Hm...” looks Baim a little hesitant to agree to his friend's invitation because he still wants to be together and get to know the girl who has filled the space of his heart.
Not hearing the response, the student pulled Baim's hand to follow him to the cafeteria.
“Damn, Leo. I don't want to go to the cafeteria.” Baim tries to resist but Leo's hand pulls Baim.
Kiran just shook her head at the behavior of her classmates.
“Nis..I went to the cafeteria first..well in class yaaa...” cried Baim.
“Who is your name?” a beautiful student who was sneering at him came closer.
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to be continued...
