
The atmosphere of the school field is now crowded with students who follow extracurriculars. Some are warming up before practicing basketball, some have issued the learned style, and some are lined up neatly with one command in front of him. The same is true in the field, the room is no less crowded. Like the OSIS room, for example. However, in the OSIS room is not as crowded in the field, they are now seriously watching their friends presentation in turn.
Looks like today would be a bad start for Nasha. If his friends have sat in their respective positions, in contrast to Nasha who is still busy looking for a paper containing operational standards of OSIS management procedures.
After taking all his things out of the bag a few times, he finally found the white paper. He immediately folded it and slipped it into his OSIS book. After that, he immediately went out of his class and ran towards the OSIS room which was quite far away.
The strong wind that blew in the afternoon like this was very fresh. Especially if accompanied by canteen snacks, baso know for example. However, the desire must be postponed because the responsibility to gather is greater than the desire to eat baso tofu.
The atmosphere of this bustling field left Nasha unfocused. He does not like excessive crowds because he has some problems in his ears. As he passed the basketball court, he accidentally hit one of the basketball players who was playing, upset his balance, and ended up unable to hold back.
"Aw!" his screeches.
Because of that voice, all the basketball members looked towards him. Now he realized, the most painful thing was to endure the shame rather than endure the pain.
"Lo's not 'pa-pa?"
Nasha turned to find a tall man in his basketball jersey. He frowned because he did not recognize the man's face. The man's hand suddenly stretched out, making Nasha unwillingly to return the offer. In the next instant, Nasha was helped to stand up.
"Lo's not 'pa-pa?" ask again.
Nasha shook her head softly, "My knee hurts, but it's not 'pa-pa. Sorry, I accidentally hit you earlier."
The guy shook his head slowly, "No pa-pa, really. I should've apologized for not seeing you earlier."
Nasha smiled awkwardly. The pain in his knee made him have to close his eyes several times because of enduring the pain. But suddenly he remembered. This is not the time to talk. He should attend the OSIS meeting right now. Otherwise, maybe Devan will conspire with Rangga to scold him.
"If that's what I was first, huh?" pamit Nasha accompanied by a sweet smile.
The guy nodded, "Enterprise get his OSIS together!"
Nasha smiled awkwardly, confused as to why the man in front of her knew that he was an OSIS caretaker. After that he tried to move his legs even though it felt sore. Despite limping, Nasha still tried to speed up his pace to get to the OSIS room.
Tok tok tok tok
Nasha sighed before entering. To be honest he didn't want to go in because he was embarrassed to be late. But it's better to face the shame than to avoid it? Moreover, Nasha who has been given the responsibility as a secretary.
Slowly, Nasha opened the door causing a scream that made everyone turn their heads towards her. Nasha just smiled a little, and walked a little quickly to sit in her place, near Alvin.
Alvin who saw Nasha walking around was frowning, he turned to Nasha and asked Nasha to explain what happened. But Nasha was lazy about it. He chose to turn his face away and not rub Alvin.
"What do you think, Sha?" devan asked suddenly.
"Huh?"
Nasha simply opened her mouth with a puzzled look. He just came but has been asked for an opinion? What should he say if he doesn't know?
"Gue was joking," Devan replied as he chuckled.
Alvin who heard that laughed softly. He then turned to find Nasha who was now displaying his special lazy face, "The punishment for core managers is more difficult than others" he whispered.
"Gue is late too because of this!" nasha's reply did not accept while showing the paper that was the reason he was late.
Alvin again showed me his teeth. Some of the managers might be aware of that smile. If anyone is conscious, maybe his heart is racing fast. That's Alvin's smile. The smile that made Alvin the most sought-after student of late.
"Reason!"
Nasha rolled her eyes lazily, "Yes, anyway! I'm not asking you to believe either."
Three managers who had previously presented the plan of the field section work program, have now returned to their seats. Devan turns to Amanda and Reyhan alternately, and clears his throat before starting.
"All the work programs presented today are all very good. It just takes a lot of correction. That way, eventually maybe not all work programs will be implemented. But, I personally really appreciate your hard work to produce new programs."
"And, I remind you that the commemoration of the oath of youth will be held soon. Therefore, I asked the related coaching section to be able to provide plans for the event to me, later after discussion and approval can only be realized," added Amanda.
Devan smiled as he looked at his friends sitting in a row nearby, "There's more?"
"SOP?" ask Nasha.
"Where are you from, Sha? The SOP was read out" whispered Alvin.
Nasha looked at the confusion on Alvin. His friends only laughed lightly while shaking their heads. "Kan, the paper is on me. How can I read it?"
"Okay now we end the gathering today. As per the results of the discussion, routine meetings will be held every Wednesday. So I beg his consciousness to gather, thank you."
Finished with his words, Devan immediately got up from his seat and allowed the managers to go home first. Seeing that, Nasha just sighed. It's really a bad start. He should have come sooner, not come when it will be finished like that.
Alvin got up from his seat, "Nasha's coming with me!"
Hearing Nasha's refusal, Alvin rounded his eyes making Nasha chuckle, "Care or am I carrying?"
"About!"
"So that's why come with me!"
Nasha sighed. He then tidied up the books and papers he had brought before. He got up and followed Alvin who had walked first.
"Where'd you go, Alvin?" he asked as Alvin walked quickly without looking back at him. He's pissed. Alvin tells him to follow him, but Alvin leaves him alone.
Just as Nasha wanted to curse, Alvin twisted his body and walked up to him, making Nasha's steps stop. He looked confusedly at Alvin who was quickly in front of him now.
"Why do you have a knee that bleeds?"
Nasha frowned, "Bloody?" He then looked down to see his own knee covered in his school skirt, "Oh this...."
"Why?"
Nasha looked around. They are now in the middle of a basketball court. And, the basketball members are busy putting the ball into the ring. Alvin really doesn't know the time and place.
"Later I explained. Where are you taking me now?"
"There won't be any more, Nasha!" reply Alvin, his voice began to rise because it held back the upset.
"Lo's mad at me, Vin? How are you angry? Am I wrong, is it the same? If I jatoh emang make a sin yes to lo? I'm the only one why are you so angry, Vin?"
Alvin ruffled his hair in frustration. Nasha did not understand that she was very worried. Left for a while Nasha had gotten a wound even though the sprained leg the other day had not fully healed.
"Answer, Vin. Are you angry with me? What am I doing wrong with you?"
Alvin sighed, "Not angry, beautiful. Just a sprain."
"That's right, you don't look like sprains, Vin. I seem angry with you. You mad at me, Vin? Did I make the same mistake you got angry, Vin?"
"Whisper!"
Alvin grabs Nasha's arm and takes her away. The one who asked for an explanation was Alvin, then why in the end Nasha asked Alvin to explain?
Nasha frowned as Alvin led her into the UKS. The UKS is not as usual. Now the UKS is very quiet, probably because the school doctor and other UKS officers have gone home.
"Vin, what do you want to bring me here? You want a macem-macem just like me?"
Alvin holds Nasha's shoulder and asks Nasha to sit down. He then searched for a P3K box that he did not know where it was. The clueless Nasha just stared at Alvin's back. And now Nasha realized that Alvin had broad shoulders.
Alvin squatted in front of Nasha while keeping a P3K box nearby. He then drips alcohol on a cotton swab, and rubs it slowly on Nasha's knee.
"Aw, whim, Alvin!"
Alvin was silent at Nasha's protest. He was still upset because Nasha did not want to explain what happened and instead turned mad at him. Although Alvin was very upset, he could not ignore the injuries that had disturbed his concentration.
"Vin, are you mad at me?"
Alvin drips the red medicine on a cotton swab and re-apples it on Nasha's wound. He no longer answered Nasha's question. He could be back in the rain of questions like that.
Realizing that Alvin was angry, Nasha sighed, "Gue had fallen because of a collision with a basketball boy," he said, making Alvin turn to him.
"Collision? Same basketball boy?"
Nasha smiled her smile, managed to make Alvin not to get angry, "Kepo, huh?"
"Sha...."
"Yes-yes, don't be angry anymore, dong! Last time going to the OSIS room accidentally hit a basketball kid who was playing on the court."
"Who's the basketball boy?" alvin asked while covering the wound with plaster.
"Don't know."
Alvin rubbed gently on Nasha's wound. He looked up at Nasha closely.
"If there's no me, you don't get hurt again."
To be Continued