Why This Is My Story

Join the Basketball club

In class 11 A

The class leader came to Zia who was sitting in the back seat listening to music on the handset, he wanted to invite Zia to join in extracurricular at the school.

The class leader poked his shoulder, Zia immediately turned her head towards the back.

" Zi, what do you want to join in school? you are a new student, so you need your data so that our class is active as well" asked the class leader casually.

" There's no basketball?" his words are enthusiastic.

" Well, what, join that?" ask the class leader in surprise.

" Yeah, I just join it, my hobby" he said with a smile.

*'that he can play basketball, his face is not convincing that', in the heart of the chairman, still record the name Zia in the school basketball club.

" Oiya, what's your name?" extending a hand to the class leader.

" Aldo, greetings know yah" he answered briefly, still writing his name in the book.

" Oiya you can practice next Sunday, later come and all I know the club immediately I happen to join basketball as well, usually every Friday we practice, oiya welcome yah zi" welcome Aldo to Zia kindly.

"Oiya one more, the name of our coach Pak Arya" Aldo said.

"Okay, I hope the coach and you all like me"

Zia nodded and smiled. He wanted to play on the basketball court, because he had not played for a few weeks.

Soon Sina's mother, a math teacher, enters the classroom to teach, two hours pass and the time for arts and culture lessons to begin.

" That's my brain, where's xy xy anyway, you must be bleng too right? " complained Gina who told Zia.

Gina tries to get close to him to make small talk in order to get to know each other. But Zia just smiled and nodded back to Gina's question. Then Gina just smiled flatly and turned back to her chair.

What a new kid

All of a sudden..

" Woy, it's empty. Teacher's meeting again." Ray yelled to all the classmates.

*What an empty hour

Yeee*

Suddenly all yelling for joy because of empty hours, when in fact want empty hours or not every art culture lesson is also just a little learning the rest up to want to do what in class. Mr. Deni is a cultural arts teacher who really understands the clutter of his students in the classroom, so many are happy if Mr. Deni goes to class even though it is just a story or stop by when other teachers teach.

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At home after school

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After returning home from school Zia met Irma who was sitting in the workspace, a pile of papers so much that Irma was very tired and dizzy.

" Get out yuk, have a coffee outside. Let's not dizzy tan, join also nih." invite Zia spirit.

" Well, wait a minute. Aunty finish the important-important first okay." reply Aunt irma so as not to disappoint Zia.

"Okay tan"

After 15 minutes Irma finally invited Zia to go outside for a drink and chat. Zia told me that today she joined the school basketball club, Irma was very happy because Zia began to be active again in her new school.

"Good, you have to adapt to them all"

"Oiya tan, Zia plans to contact mama to send Zia motor from Bali how according to Auntie?" ask Zia.

" Hais, just buy it here why bother sending pity to your papa mama." replied Irma with a tone of objection to Zia's will.

".. and let aunty buyin okay, how to agree?" spliced her.

*'What is difficult right now if you want to send goods is also easy' , thought Irma.

Along the way Irma thought whether Zia was disappointed with his remark earlier, but he only offered to not bother his parents and after all the motorbike was not too important here. Because Zia's car didn't say anything to him.

The gate was open and the car entered the courtyard of the house, a luxurious house but there was no domestic assistant at all, all done by Irma before the arrival of her uncle. Zia put her bag in the living room and sat down immediately. Relax his body for a moment because he was tired with the activity today.

Ting, uh,

Her phone rang. There's an incoming message on his WhatsApp. Zia read it at a glance and told Irma.

"Tan, Sunday night tomorrow the enemy will come. Someone wants to talk about it, know what the hell." said Zia spontaneously.

"Well enemy, since when? still new in Bandung already there are enemies." replied aunt wonder.

" Not the enemy either, just one of them from the beginning was very nosy with me" he replied.

" Oh so, yeah already. Aunt anyway welcome, anyway let the house also rame right" replied Irma agreed.

"Okay deh tan, I will tell Ray and Putu" said Zia.

" Ray? " a little surprised to hear the name.

" Yes tan, Ray. I don't know her very well, I'm not busy and I want to know who she is" Zia replied casually.

Irma seemed familiar to hear the name of the boy, but she forgot where she had heard his name.

" Yes, take a break again. Aunty wants to continue working as well" Irma said while leaving Zia in the living room.

The girl nodded in agreement, Zia climbed the stairs and went into the room, she thought about what exactly Ray's plan was to suddenly want to visit at home.

'There's something I want to talk about'

'What exactly does Ray mean?, is really suspicious, but let's just say maybe they just want to visit'

He did not take a headache with Ray's message earlier, back playing his phone until sleeping.

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"Ray, like know who ya are. Try me to check first" muttered Irma who immediately opened the company data.

His eyes widened, when he saw Ray's name in the document.

"Geez why the world is only as wide as the leaves of moringa, it turns out he is one school with my bangs" said Irma a little surprised.

Irma closed her laptop and prepared to go to sleep.

He washed his white face with his chewy cheeks, not forgetting to wear a favorite skincare that has become a routine every night before going to bed.

"Alright, wash your face already, skincare already, it's time to sleep pretty" Irma pulled the blanket and closed her beautiful eyes.

"Gosh" Irma flinched as she ran out to Zia's room.

Clack

Slowly opening the door of his room, the room light is still on.

Ckck

As a good aunt Irma turned off the lights and enveloped Zia who was still fast asleep.

"Well now I can sleep peacefully"

"Ray, Ray, Ray, interesting, very interesting"

Several times he mentioned his name and fell asleep.