Ash White Romance
First Day of School 4

Sania House

Kriing.. cring... cring...!

Sania woke up to the alarm sound of the alarm clock on the desk, next to her bed. I turned off the alarm and saw the clock.

'Hm, it's 04:00. Ah, it's dawn soon, don't sleep again. Later kebablasan, ' he murmured.

Slowly Sania sat on the edge of the bed with her legs still hanging. Against his drowsiness.

Then, slowly get out of bed and walk to the bathroom, want to pee and ablution. Prepare for the dawn prayer. Not long after, the sound of the Adhan was echoed from the mosque near his house. Sania immediately performed the dawn prayer service. Continued with a few sheets. As was his custom since childhood.

After finishing the crater, Sania cleaned her prayer place and bed. After that exit the room and walk towards the kitchen room. He saw that Larasati was busy cooking. I heard footsteps behind him. Lasarati looked over, and smiled.

"Eh, my daughter is awake. Have you prayed, son?" ask Larasati.

"Yes, already, "answered Sania.

"What cooking, huh, Mi?" ask Sania.

"Emh, fried rice, " replied Larasati

"Hm.. must be delicious, nih, " respond Sania.

"Well, it's done, nih. Come on, we'll get the dining table ready!" bring Larasati.

"Wokeh, ready, Mommy!" sania replied as she raised her right hand, moving like respect. Larasati smiled looking at her behavior. Then squeezed his Bangir nose with anxiety.

Sania laughed, then immediately took the plate, spoon, and brought to the dining table. Not to forget the fried rice that has been moved into a large bowl from the frying pan was also brought. Larasati makes milk for Sania and her sister, Tania. Coffee for her husband, Sandi. Finally, sweet tea for him. Then, he took it to the dining table all drinks using a tray.

"Hm, everything's done! Sania, please call Papi and Tania for breakfast!" larasati.

"Yes, Mam," Sania answered, then stepped out to call papi, and her sister for breakfast in their respective rooms. Not long after, everyone had gathered at the dinner and breakfast table together.

After breakfast, Sandi, Sania and Tania say goodbye to Larasati, going to school. Sorted by their papi. Then, go to the office.

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New and old students and students at Scholar High School seem to have gathered in the field, preparing for the flag ceremony. Not long after, the ceremony began.

Haris Andriansyah, Head of Scholar High School gave a speech in the middle of the ceremony, "Ehm, Assalamualaikum. Bismilbornrahmanirrahim's. Thank God, praise and gratitude let us extend to the presence of Allah SWT. Salamat and peace be upon our beloved His Majesty, the Prophet, his companions and the faithful prayer people in the way of Allah.

My esteemed fellow teachers, and my dear children, it is a pleasure to be able to look you in the face on this sunny day. May His blessings, mercy, guidance and tauphik be poured out for all of us. Aamiin Ya Rabbal. Especially for new students at Scholar High School, I welcome you, hopefully you can learn well and happy here. Absorb the knowledge of the teachers well and hopefully become a useful science for yourself and the people. And for second and third graders, set a good example for your new underclassmen. Get along well. Achieve your ideals with a spirit that continues to burn. Never give up or despair. Fight and keep trying. We, the teachers will try to educate you well. Be the best child in your field. In the future, it will be you who will replace us to continue the leadership relay. Your future is determined by yourself. Be kind, intelligent, sholih-sholihah, tough to face various challenges and obstacles in this slanderous age, stay away from things that Allah forbids, keep obedience only to Allah. Finally, the Father says, always be grateful to God who has given so many of His innumerable blessings. Be patient in learning, make understanding, not just mere knowledge. Honor your teachers, consider them your own parents. That way, the knowledge you get from them becomes a blessing. Okay, I'll end the speech, yeah. Wassalamu'alaikum warahmatullahi wa barakatuh."

After giving a speech, Haris got off the ceremonial pulpit and re-joined the teachers. Before long, the ceremony was over and all the students entered their classes. Including the new.

Rianti looked wryly looking for his class. From the notice board he saw earlier, it was written that he entered class 1 A. Finally, it was his class. Rianti went in and approached Ira's desk, which sat on the second row of benches on the right, near the window, which looked empty.

"Hi, assalamualaikum, can I sit next to you?" rati sapa. Ira looked a little surprised, then immediately put on her sweet smile.

Rianti sat next to Ira.

"Eh, yes, we haven't met, yes. What's yourname?" ask Rianti.

"My name is Irawati Wirawan Adiguna, just call me Ira" Ira replied.

"Oh, okay, Ira. My name is Rianti Noor Iskandar, just call me Rianti" Rianti introduced himself. Stretching out his hand, he shook hands.

"Good!" Ira replied, smiling, replying. The two shake hands with each other.

Then, the two were busy chatting, asking each other personally. While chatting with Ira, Rianti's attention was distracted by a girl who had just entered her class. Then sit behind the empty Rianti. The girl was wearing a veil, the only one in the class. It turned out that Rianti was not alone, a few pairs of eyes were staring at him. 'Who, huh?" ask Rianti in heart.

Feeling noticed, Sania turned her head towards Rianti. From his eyes it looked like he was smiling. Unexpectedly, Sania extended her hand, inviting acquaintance first. Makes Rianti a little surprised.

"Hey, assalamualaikum! Introduce, my name is Sania Verawati Gunawan, just call Sania, " said Sania.

"Eh, yes, Wa. wa'alaikumussalam. My name is Rianti Noor Iskandar, just call me Rianti," Rianti replied a little stuttering.

The two shake hands. Then Ira reached out her hand, introducing herself as well. Finally, the three of them got into a conversation. Ask each other personally. Just like Rianti did with Ira earlier.

While being engrossed in chatting, someone poked Sania's shoulder slowly from behind. Sania looked a little surprised then turned her head and looked at the person who poked her earlier.

"Hi, Assalamualaikum, may I sit next to you? Empty?" asked Wulan, putting on her smile.

"Wa'alaikumussalam, yes you can, please!" sania replied as she shifted her seat leaning against the wall.

Wulan sat next to him. Then, his eyes looked towards Rianti and Ira in front of him who were looking at him as well. Eventually, they got to know each other. And stream their chatter. Getting to know each other.

While chatting, Ihsan entered their class. The atmosphere of the classroom that had been crowded became suddenly silent when he realized his presence. Ihsan stood in front of the class with her warm smile. Say hello and introduce yourself as their homeroom teacher. Then distribute a sheet of paper containing the schedule of subjects for this one semester.

Next, they were told to introduce themselves. The classroom atmosphere is back. There is only an expression that is shown when introducing yourself. Some look nervous until their voices are barely heard. Make his friends put his ears well. There are also those who ask for the volume of his voice to be enlarged. Makes her nervous, nervous. Finally, he wrote his name in a blank notebook and picked it up, so that everyone read it. But it turns out that the girl was not writing her name, but Basmallah's words. Only, the whole class laughed at him.

Seeing their new friends laughing, the girl immediately glanced at the paper she had written earlier. 'This is the cause, ' muttered the girl realized her mistake.

"Eh, ma .. sorry, miswritten, my name, Andini Putri Reksadiansyah, from Tunas Mulia Junior High School, "he said introducing himself with a face still enduring embarrassment, blushing. Then quickly sat down in his chair and lowered his head.

"Oh, her name is Andini Putri Reksadiansyah, anyway. Chat, dong!" a speech from Rizal with a funny expression, the guy who sat on the row of the back bench, while holding back a laugh. Hearing the chirping, everyone laughed. Make Andini's face more red, resist embarrassment.

"Eh, already, already. Enough, continue the rest! Don't keep getting sucked. Later you will have to take responsibility, you see, "lerai Ihsan. Hearing that, their laughter disappeared. There were also those who were still holding their laughter while covering their mouths.

There are also those who miss pede, until funny. The class atmosphere was crowded and warm. Moreover, Ihsan is good at melting the atmosphere with his fresh humor.

Lastly, after the introduction, they were told to choose the ones who would be taking care of the class. Some people present themselves as class leaders. Then the most votes are cast, so that's what gets elected.

Finally, the name Rizal Restu Putra was chosen as the class leader. The guy who just interrupted Andini. The chosen one smiled happily as he spread his charm, giving a long-distance kiss from the front of the class with his flirtatiousness. Making the whole class can only shake his head, funny. Including Mr. Ihsan.

That was the beginning of their meeting.