The Sweet Heart Boys

The Sweet Heart Boys
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''Sir, this is a sample book they have made about waste management.'' Rama and the three others had already arrived at the Headmaster's room where the master had been with a bespectacled mid-thirties man already sitting beside him. They sit facing each other. Rama presents a not-so-thick book full of interesting colors but not a children's book but can be for all ages. Summarized nicely with a cool word choice , short , solid and clear. The two men who were adrift in age were quite far away, the three-year-old and fifty-year-old man read one by one page until it was finished alternately. ''Uhmm, nice!'' Comment Mr. Head with medok jawanya. ''Isn't that so, Mr Indra?''


''Yes, it is short, dense, clear, and interesting to read. Everyone likes it, especially with people who do not like to read!''


''Who wrote it? '' They looked small chuckled, the students who were at their deos were smiling. Indra and the Chief asked simultaneously. Rama, Syila and Haru turned their heads and pointed towards Nobel. ''This, Sir. His name is Nobel who wants to be called Noir.'' Sahut Rama made Nobel scratch the back of his niche. ''Why should it be explained?''


''Ahahahaha, yes. Goody! Nice!'' Nobel scratched his forehead. ''Do you like to write?'' Ask Indra. ''Lumayan, Sir.''


''Have you been writing for a long time?'' Ask the Chief. ''When SD only up to second grade.''


''Oh, you're not being kicked out? So, it's premier again?'' Nobel nodded. ''Yes,Sir.'' The middle-aged man was a beard. ''This is good, is it Mr Indra?'' Assigned by the man next to him. ''So, can it be reproduced as requested yesterday?''


''Can, Sir!''


''Passion sir, Nak Nobel uh Noir.'' Tempta Pak head. ''Yes, sir.''


''Then welcome back to your room yes, I want there to be a need first.''


''Well sir, we'll excuse you.''


''Yes.''


They also came out of the Headmaster's room. Rama returns to the OSIS room after their talk about the book's multiplication and where he will also help with the others. Then, Syila and her two underclassmen returned to their house club.


''Where?'' Ask Rana. ''Good work he said. From now on we will be busy.''


''So, start multiplying?'' Syila answered Alethia's question. ''Btw, Bian what is he?'' They nodded. Syila sighed. ''I'm very busy.''


''Am I taking it?'' Tawar Haru's. ''The one from earlier?'' Ask Syila. '' About ten minutes ago.''


''Later on, the sueulin.'' Syila turned to the One who was possessed by the young man. ''Now we settle the rest of our work that was and slightly edit yes. Five o'clock in the afternoon we'll be home! I want to do my job!''


''Gue also many tasks.'' Complain Rana. ''Yes, it was an edit that was not finished, there were three more, right? Then we clean up and go home!''


''Ready!''


''Ok!''


''Ayeyay captain!''


After finishing with the rest of their work, they helped each other to clean the house and lock it, then go home to their respective homes. ''See you tomorrow!''


''Yes!''


The next day school activities take place as usual in their respective classes. After finishing with their activities in class, after school they are busy again with their work in each club.


''Bian, permission to the drama club first.'' The new Bona said while carrying the ice cream stick Yes mh is half over again. ''Yes. Come on now we start. Guys, let's help our author! Eits, not this author but author Noir aka Nobel next to me!'' Yes, Syila can. Help the author, too, alhamdulilah hahahaha..


''Ok guys, the spirit of helping the Nobel!''


''Ready!''


''Gue thought this was okay just a little bit on the pole. The details are still lacking!'' Lucas is the vice-chairman of the drama club. ''Yes, so it is also good maybe the batik alone that we have to try another deeper. If that's what we'll look for at home if anyone has, or can buy. '' Continue the sweet ayu named Amanda the chairman of the drama club that is native to the palace city.


''But make the action scene is good right owang,byak, keng!''


''This is Brie's costume, not script and dialogue!'' Ketus Bian's. Invite everyone's laughter.


***


''Sorry late!'' Bian just came to his own club. is it all right?'' Bian gripped oelan with a gentle smile. ''Help us yes, stay a little longer!'' Bian nodded. The man immediately helped, opened his laptop and put a flash there open a file and then participated in editing and printing.


''Guys?!'' Rama came with two people from the student organization, one of whom was the secretary of the osis. ''Where?''


''What?''


''Yes, book is kunyuk!'' Syila. '' Again processed.''


''Can I see?''


''Seriously see doang? Not helping me?!'' Rama touched his forehead. ''Euhsh, it hurts onyon!''


The other two members of the osis Tanya gave a smile.


Rama and the two men were auctioned to follow Syila who showed their performance. They are no longer in their clubhouse as usual, but they are currently in the lab of computers and informatics because they are being protested they only have one printer. ''Udah all?''


''Udah 20 here, previously 150 that we have been working on since yesterday and already Clarisa, shifa and Haru brought to the photocopy place to be used as a book.'' Mangosteen rama.


''Ok, if so Risma and Agis will help you here, but Risma will be late. Citra, elo will occasionally check them yes!''


''Yes.'' Answer the secretary.


''If I stay first, I want to see others. Agis elo here help!''


''Ready!'' Reply to the man next to Rama.


''If I stay then Syila, guys spirit!''


''Yes!''


Rama left the room with Citra. Not long after, Shifa group consisting of him, Clarisa and Haru also came after returning home from a photocopy place that has been a subscription to their school for generations.


''These are the 30 books that were finished yesterday. I and Ica also Shifa have checked all, maybe Kak Cil and Noir can check too!'' Syila and Nobel checked in together. ''Where, Bel?''


''It's really nice to call ekhm, yes already if you say elo already!''


''Kan elo authornya, so this is as you imagine right?'' Nobel just nodded.


''Ok, it's good that it's 'enough!''