The Strange School
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In a navy-blue room with little room decoration and some picture frames on the nightstand, someone was guessing who the girl who called him was this morning.
"Who was the woman who called me? I don't know him, but he knows me"
"Trus was he gonna say what about?" bian muttered.
Trings....
Incoming messages.
"Udah in!"
"Hunter here!"
Bian received a short, dense message but it was unclear what the sender meant. Bian who was without waiting anymore immediately rushed out of the house.
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In a tree house that presents a glittering view of the city lights, Aira writes a school note that he has not completed.
"Huahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.... Finally finished as well" Aira stretched her hand muscles.
Tululite...
Incoming call.
"Hello?" Aira greeted him with pleasure.
"Hay Ra, what's the news? Right okay? Your dad's good too?"
"Well Tam, what are you? Right?"
"Well, you're home?"
"Yes, I'm at home with dad. But maybe you're busy in the office. Why mother?"
"No, it's just news"
Tap..tap...
Aira felt something strange. There was a sound of feet getting closer to him.
"What a good view?" said Tama.
"Huh? Do you know where I saw the good view again?" Aira looked back and was surprised, Tama's figure was already behind her.
"Your name?!"
"Yutaaaaaa. Hehe" said Tama.
"Couldn't be here? Know where? Not going to school tomorrow? Don't-don't you go along with dad?"
"Will you answer?" Tama rubbed her chin.
So happy, Aira immediately ran to hug Tama tightly and jumped with excitement.
"Yyyyyyy. Seneng bangeeeettt's"
"Ahh, like a child! But no papa weeee!!!" Aira was like talking to herself.
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Aira presents a cup of warm cappucino coffee, as well as some snacks that she has to accompany her night with Tama.
Under the glittering glow of stars and moons, Aira is with her beloved friend, Tama.
"Tam, you know what?"
"Yesterday, when I went out to eat, I saw two guys talking in a quiet, dark alley"
"Their movements are suspicious. Eh dunya, one of them one school is the same me" Aira told Tama what she experienced without hesitation.
Tama who heard the story from Aira's sweet lips widened her eyes as if shocked because she was caught doing something bad.
"What did you do?"
"Don't tell me you're following along" Tama said.
"Yaaa, out of curiosity I went from far away" replied Aira lightly.
"Ra! I have been interested many times. Don't take care of the life of a person who doesn't even care or don't know you!!!" Tama slightly raised her tone of speech.
"But the proof is that I'm okay now, Tam! I'm still healthy"
"I can take care of myself, Tam!" Aira ngeyel's.
Brak!!
"Ra, once again I'll take it! Don't take care of other people's lives! It's dangerous for you!!!!" Tama surprised Aira by pounding the table, and stood on the spot.
"Tam, are you yelling at me?" Aira stood up from her place.
"Never have you snapped at me like a gini" he continued.
"I have said many times, even trillions of times Ra! You could be in danger, right? I am tired of looking after you. I'm trying to protect you sober up?!!!!" tama.
"Tam...." Aira tried to melt Tama's heart which began to heat up with her soft voice.
"Now it's a shame, you're sleeping now. Yea?" pinta Tama with a standard back tone.
Tama takes Aira to Aira's room. Tama also helps Aira to put a blanket on Aira's body.
"Ra, I'm sorry. I just don't want you to do anything" Tama rubbed Aira's head, apologizing.
"Yes, I know Tam. I'm sorry, too, but it's so stubborn"
"You're not going home? It's malem loh. School tomorrow, right?" ask Aira.
"Wait for you to sleep, and I'll go home" Tama said.
Tama gently stroked Aira's head so that Aira could fall asleep immediately. After it was felt that Aira was sleeping, Tama slowly left the room.
"Well asleep?" Bernan asked Tama who had just come out of Aira's room.
"Udah. Um, I said yes" Tama kissed Bernan's hand.
"Yes, be careful. Stop by sometime again. Nginep here is also possible" said Bernan.
"Yes, excuse me"
With her white car, Tama enjoys a relaxing drive home at a slow pace, accompanied by her favorite music.
Drrr....
Tama's phone vibrated, receiving incoming messages.
"Now!" write that very short message.
I only read that short message. However, because of the short message, Tama immediately stepped on the gas of his car and his car drove quickly, overtaking several other riders.
From then on, Tama displayed a grinning smile and a meaningful gaze. The look and smile she had never shown to her beloved friend, Aira.
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"Yeah! Aira figure! Before breakfast work first, Aira masakin fried rice!" Aira shouted there was Bernan.
On his way to school, the beginning of everything went as usual. However, suddenly Aira's bike could not be pedaled anymore. Turns out the chain's gone.
"Ck! Pake the chain event loose again! Where is it at this hour"
"I have to howaaa?" Aira scratched her unscratchy head.
Just then, the shiny black car approached Aira.
Tin!!
The sound of a black car horn.
Who the hell, the inner Aira.
As soon as the windshield opens, it shows someone inside.
"Ck! That guy again?" gerutu Aira was upset.
"Aduuuuhhhh, how is this dong?" Aira continued her complaint.
"Why?" the man came down, came to Aira.
"Again odong-odong!!!"
"Well, why is this?! So, just use it! The whole!!!" muttered Aira.
"Ohhh...."
"Oh doang?"
Goddamnit! Not help! Keep making him here. Even more troublesome!!, inner Aira.
"Good!" bian said, the man.
"Huh? Me?" Aira pointed at herself.
"No! The porridgeist behind you!"
"Ohhh...."
"Yes, bego!!" said.
"Hissssss....." Aira hissed in annoyance. While the man, Bian, helps Aira by inserting Aira's bicycle in the trunk of his car.
"Eh, uh, uh, uh want to be flanked?" said Aira.
"Will it be late?" said Bian.
"Gak" Java Aira brief accompanied by a head bobble.
"Yaudah, come" said Bian.
Before going to school, Bian drove Aira to the workshop to fix Aira's detached bike chain.
"Bang, we stay first. Later in the afternoon we take it" Bian said to the mas-mas workshop.
"OK" said the workshop.
Once at the school parking lot, Aira is embarrassed to go down with Bian. Because now there are a lot of new kids coming. Moreover, Aira scares things that smell gossy about her on her second day of school here.
"Not down?" asked Bian, who was taking off his seatbelt.
"Later if rumors arise that we have any relationship how?" Aira bluntly.
"Haha" Bian replied with a small laugh.
"I am relaxed. You know why?"
Aira shook her head.
"Because then there is, 'a new student who is flirtatious'. Just wait" said Bian.
Sure enough, many pairs of eyes saw Aira coming down from Bian's car, complete with Bian who was there.
"He's a new student, right?"
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"Crazy, he can ride Bian's car"
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"Not playing"
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"They're dating?"
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"It's certain they don't last long"
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Blabl.
Bian who was listening to the whispers all the way to class just relaxed and grinned. In contrast to Aira, who seemed unfamiliar with the whispers. Aira felt uneasy and as if she was being terrorized. Therefore, Aira covered her ears and quickened her pace.
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During the first break, Popy, Aira's classmate, yelled, not knowing what caused it.
"Yahoooo!!!!" screams screeching.
"So, Pop?" ask Henna.
"Look at the site now!!" said Popy.
"Online pages?" Aira who did not understand what it was was just frowning her forehead.
Henna and Rida open their phones, as well as other classmates. While Aira was only left confused alone, not understanding what online page they were talking about.
"For what?!!!" Henna also shouted after seeing the online page.
"What the hell is it?" Aira still doesn't understand.
"Look!" Henna showed her phone screen to Aira.
Henna showed a photo showing the figure of Shinta, the girl who was found dead in the brantas river wearing only underwear, in the condition of disheveled hair, a mouth tied by a rope, and a, and his eyes are puffy.
"Did he die in the river?" ask Aira.
Henna just nodded.
"Why is he so?" ask Aira again.
"I don't know either, I just saw this Shinta for the first time" Henna replied.
"What do you really say, Hen. He was hiding something. I think, this is still not all. This is just the beginning" said Rida.
"But we cannot conclude so. Who knows if Shinta was bullied, or some kind of bullied, mocked, negotiated or something" Henna said.
"Who bullied him? Have you ever seen anyone bully him? All this time our school is safe Hen, there is nothing strange, let alone bullying" said Rida.
"But Da, it could be another school, right?"
"We can't blame him right away. Who knows he's the victim" Henna said.
"And one more thing, at school it's safe. Outside of school, no one knows. Who knows bully perpetrators are brave if outside school hours. Aye right?"
"Wait, before you discuss it more broadly, mending you clear first. What is an online site?" Aira interrupted their conversation.
"Gosh, I forgot that you're a new kid" Rida said, patting her on the forehead.
"This yes, this online site is specifically for students at this school. So, the teachers no one knows with this online site. Joining this site is also not easy!" obviously Henna.
"What does it do?" ask Aira.
"The function is, we know the hottest news in our school that even the teachers do not know. But, we who join this page no one uses a real name. All use pseudonyms" said Rida.
"Pseudonym? Why that?"
"We don't know who is the creator of this page. What is clear, when you want to register to this page, there are already rules that must be done. One of them is forbidden to use real names. If it violates, there will be an impact" explained Rida.
"Keep, what if I want to join that page?"
"Short of a minute, I sent the page" Henna said.
"Certainly? Aapain?" ask Aira.
"Click the list, keep the contents of the data self" Henna said.
"Well, he said he had to use a pseudonym. How are they told to fill in their personal data? It's not fair to us. The creators know our personal data, while we do not know the creator of this page" protested Aira.
"Husssti... Slowly. There will be a horrified teacher" Henna put her index finger on her lips.
"This is a guarantee. If you violate the rules that have been determined, your personal data will be scattered. Not just self data, all about you will be spread on this page. Whether it's your habits, your favorite foods, your weaknesses, even your bra size" Henna whispered the word "Bra".
"But if you obey these rules everything is safe" Henna continued.
"Crazy!! Up to bra size? This is what makes a pervert what?!" said Aira.
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A second break, given 30 minutes, Aira took 30 minutes to go to the school library and look through the school album. Starting from the yearbook of the upperclassmen, to the album book of participants who won the competition and the competition.
From the photo album of the winner of the competition or race that Aira opened, Aira saw a photo of Shinta, the student who died with the headmaster was shaking hands and accompanied by a trophy of his victory.
"Beautiful is also the person. Pinter again" muttered Aira.
Still having 15 minutes left, Aira went to the tree bench to read a novel she had not finished. With the earphones clenching her ears, Aira's head nods to the music as if she has her own world.
Suddenly, someone who came closer plucked the earphones from Aira's ears forcefully.
"Ck!!!" Aira looked at the person full of anger.
Apparently he is, Bian. Bian pulls Aira's earphones and manages to make Aira growl.
"Go back to school, I'll wait for the parking lot!" said Brian.
"No need! I can go to the workshop myself!" ketus Aira, then stay away and keep a distance from Bian so that there are no deadly whispers that he heard like this morning.
"Number!" Bian thrust his phone at Aira, to ask for Aira's phone number.
Aira just stared at Bian.
"No way!" said Aira ketus.
As a result, Bian who did not know the manners seized Aira's phone which was still connected to the earphones.
"Eh!! Isss, ck!!" Aira was upset.
Bian pressed the number button on Aira's phone, entering her phone number.
Drrrrtt....
Bian's phone received an incoming call.
Bian smiled triumphantly after getting Aira's phone number.
"Hhhhhhh!!!!!" Aira reclaims her phone from Bian, and leaves behind Bian under a banyan tree.
Aira walked by trying to restore her bad mood because of Bian, reattaching the earphones that had been revoked by Bian.
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The last hour of the day is the most beautiful of all birthday gifts. Since the maple master of the last hour could not be present in the midst of his students, there was an empty hour.
"There is a duty from Ahmad!! If you're done, get caught and go home!!!" said Tari, class secretary.
"Yesss!!!!" Aira was happy.
Hurriedly Aira completed the task of Mr. Ahmad so that he could go home, ahead of Bian and so as not to meet him.
"Henn, Rid, I go first. Yeeee!!!" Aira immediately carried her backpack and ran out of the classroom.
It must be a pitter, before he also goes home!, the inner Aira.
Aira was a little sneaking around as she passed the school parking lot and watched the surroundings ensure there was no presence of Bian's figure. Begiru felt safe, Aira continued his escape.
"Well.... Thankfully...." Aira breathed a sigh of relief from not meeting Bian.
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"Thank you sir" Aira said to the man who fixed his bike.
"Next time do not ngrepotin, understand? Just be ashamed!" Aira hit the bike that didn't understand anything about it.
"He's stupid, or what the hell? Bicycles are wrong!" bian muttered.
Without Aira knowing, a Bian whom she dislikes the most turns out to be within a radius of 10 meters from her. That is, now Bian is monitoring Aira without his knowledge.
Arriving in the alley to Aira's house,
"Oh, is this the house?" bian muttered.
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As is customary, Aira enjoys her own time in the tree house accompanied by a crescent moon and a cup of cappucino coffee. Aira was thinking of something that was weighing on her mind.
"No tube on the web?" grunts, while staring at the screen of his phone.
Name: Aira Bestari
Class.: XI IPS 1
Address: JL.Pondok Indah, 84b
Date of Birth: Tulungagung, March 27. 2002
Instagram account: @airabestariiiiii
Father Name: Bernanto Ardian
Mother's Name: Lestari Ningrum
Father's Job: General Manager
Mother's job: Housewife
*click!
Congratulations, greentealatte!
Now you have joined this page*.
Done, Aira has joined the eagle Nation High School student's online page.
