Diary My School [S1-S2]
39. Ayu and Heru: Part 5

Eps Special MOS~

After breakfast, enter the car with Mom and Elli to be dropped off at school together. While Dad had returned out of town, he said he could not delay work for too long and eventually had to return.

I came on time to cover the Era road entering the school field. When the bell rang, all MOS participants gathered in the middle of the field. Looks already colorful attributes that are used according to the color of the majors taken.

Welcome for the sake of welcome and arrive at the topic of conversation. " Your schedule knows the school environment for a week. The morning schedule is to gather first in the field and then to the room that is available according to your name, there you are given material from the Master's board. Well, for Friday morning to afternoon we hold the closing ceremony rehearsal for Saturday at school. The schedule will be shared later, please return to your respective rooms". It seems that the one speaking in front is the figure of the Headmaster.

All students and students disperse and go to the classroom, but before entering one by one I and Era tried to check our names in rooms A, B and C have not met. While reading the name in room D things started to get crowded and pinned us both down.

" I'll read it first". I took off with us. Then start reading using the index finger so carefully. " Ayu, ayu ayu !". I said look for names without glancing around. " Yes !!! We're in room, Ra !". I said again clutching tightly the hand of my Junior High friend. But there is one more name that is familiar to me. " Ra, like in this room there's a friend of mine in SD !". Still focus on looking at the sheet of paper attached to the door wall. I'm grateful when the patch is not so high.

" Ayu ! Sitting down !". The sound from the classroom, when I lyrics Era already sits sweetly in the front bench area. Whose hand have I been holding since ?

I slowly write to the right. " Hey, can you take your hand off. I want to sit down !".

What's !!!!!! . The smiling hobby guy laughs, the pen borrower, the candy guy also likes to look for reward during the day? I'm holding her hand? Without saying a word I was already tepis then entered the room by sitting next to Era.

" What's up? How'd your face get tangled?". Ask Era not clear. It's just playing in without telling me first. I was in the room with the cheap guy laughing and smiling it was fortunate that he was sitting in the far corner there with his friends.

The first day of MOS was so boring, a lot of material was delivered by the teachers in front of the class. The next day according to the morning schedule we had to gather before entering the room, then welcomed again with the material and then played together.

" In this room does anyone want to be its chairman?". Said a teacher after explaining something important.

No one is putting their hands up except the tall figure of a tall man with a mature brown-skinned tall body in addition to a thin mustache accent. " I'm Sir !".

" What's your name?". Ask Him. All eyes were on the group of guys sitting at the back end.

" Budi, Sir !". The answer.

" Okay, your job is like a class leader. Loh, why don't the kamtu dare to raise their hands, you guys aren't seniors ?!".

Since the beginning of entry I was also very curious, where all participants dressed in blue white while they wore gray white clothes but complete MOS attributes. After I searched further the next day it turned out that the school deliberately distinguished pure students from passing tests and which were not pure.

Pure students pass the test can continue the MOS schedule according to the rules while students through the back are required to join the MOS during the 2nd grade SMK, where they follow the MOS with the younger siblings of the class. (My area calls it a bunch of upperclassmen when MOS is a kamtu or an old goat. Who does not follow the activities of MOS will certainly not be able to PKL ).

" Every morning it is mandatory to sing the yel-yel that is made in each room. Did you guys make Yel-yel? The next class is already !". Said the Mother Teacher, slightly fat and short.

" No, Ma'am !". Our heart is in the room.

" Yes, have you made it as interesting as possible, whose chairman? Coordination of your men". Said Ma'am Teacher glanced at Budi then he went out of class.

I don't know how many hours we argue for a yel-yel that we have to cheer every morning to be excited. Each row of tables makes their own ideas. I follow his idea as to what.

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Day after day we missed with a variety of songs that we had to memorize. Yel-yel class, Mars School and another song about school. (I'm sorry, I forgot what song I understood for a long time. Until Yel-yel class I started having trouble remembering ).

At rest hours our activities are allowed to rest for a moment to fill the stomach and such. For some reason, that era was a habit of leaving me alone. He ran out of nowhere while I walked alone looking for him whose nose did not arise.

" The era of habits !". My complaints are upset amazing. My stomach is hungry even at home.

Moving out of the school fence, want to eat soto but many other children. I'm lyric again stall in front of the school next door. Very lazy this time stepping there, the sun began to heat I hope cloudy once.

" If you want to eat together, I happen to want to find a reward this afternoon. Wanna not?". The voice began to sound again in my ear, I left lyrics turned out he was again walking by my side.

" No !". Turn around wanting to go back to school. But my stomach rang loudly making this move stop and glanced at the cheap guy laughing. Well, his face his lips were again drawn laughing at me again. Stomach ! Can't see the conditions !

I closed my face and walked straight with a little head down. " ******!". My own whisper.

" Buruan, will be sick !". The guy was laughing but his hand pulled my arm. Bring me to eat together. (Feeding moment in life sok jaim ! ).

When returning home MOS activities the whole room again cheered yel-yel and then allowed to go home. Complete with attributes still attached in the body. Waiting for the cue from Budi the chieftain.

" Let's lose the other classes!!!". Shouted the Chairman standing up from his chair. "1-ready. 2- standing". We also stand. " 3-Start !!!".

J-ROCKS song

Grab Mimpi~

***Let's Learn to Dream

Reaching the High Front M'sa

Take the Day with Dare

Express the intention in the heart.

Strengthen Yourself

And don't be lazy

There won't be

Yes Yes (Dude ), we'll keep learning

Yes Yes (Girls), won't stop in class

Yes Yes (All ), Let's Achieve Dreams, Yes

Until the breath has stopped

(I just remember the song that was used was a J-Rock band song, just forgot which one was changed ). Followed by a hard punch on the table as a musical instrument in the style of the style, happened to have practiced together. The louder the voice gets more excited. So, the next room that came out sometimes turned and watched our actions.

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When I got home I took a break to prepare for Friday. The day from morning to evening at school, except for the men, Friday prayers are required at the school mosque.

I also asked Mom to make lunch later if it could be until the afternoon, because this stomach every hour is always hungry somehow. Before going to bed I have prepared all the equipment tomorrow, he said anyway no gymnastics in exchange for ceremonial exercises with the ceremonial officer has been chosen from yesterday-yesterday.

Waking up in the morning did not match the prediction, I was late until I had to rush to pick up the equipment on the table. My body feels bad today. Is it possible to have a sapping effect? What a weak thing I am !

I got to school when the ceremony started, fortunately still practicing if it's his H day maybe I'm in law. I'm in the back row while Era is ahead there, let me concentrate on following the flow of this ceremony to the end.

Ceremonial officers are indeed high-bodied, predictably the multimedia department because of the attributes in the white head. The sun is getting hotter but at this hour it is still healthy.

Finally the training was over, we went back to our room. Grateful today there are no materials, students are free but have not been allowed to go home. In class I ate my lunch with Era, she also brought provisions.

" Wih, what a great menu !". Said Era glancing at the menu in my lunch box.

" Lot good !".

" Tumben always said good? Why are you so pale?". The Tegur Era who saw this face was so lethargic.

" No papa. Lack of sleep ". My answer.

In the room can be counted any number inside including me. Because the era of the type of man is active here and there looking for a joking friend. Since morning I have not been very excited. It is better to gather energy first before the second exercise at 3 o'clock in the beginning.

Closing their eyes for how long, happened to be a noisy class most of them went to sleep. Like this classroom, children at the end of the collapse even fall asleep with their sack bags.

I still have a lot of provisions if my appetite leveled up, I tasted it a little. During the Friday prayer hours the boys are required to pray but there are those who skip continuing to sleep in a hiding position.

" Era !". Call me to the friend who's laying his head on the table.

" em". Raising his head watching me.

" Borrow your hand for a moment". I grabbed his hand to make a small roll. (Want sick or not, there must be hugged even though anyone's hand must be used ).

" Eh, your body temperature why is it hot?". Era touched my warming temple. " We are UKS !". Bring Era.

I shook my head as a sign of refusing and continued to sleep for a while before the activity began. I also asked Era to feed a little bit of food into my mouth. Just be grateful there is him, if there is no one I ask for help who. The self is not yet familiar and familiar with the new environment.

" Have played a bribe !". Babe the prankster's subscription. My energy is not just looking at her. So just cuekin first.

" Hush !!!! Shut up, you earthworm !". Era replied to our classmate's rant.

At 3 o'clock start the closing exercise. Era always refused me to come along but I kept pushing myself to participate in training. I was in the back row while Era was in front of me. I don't know how many times the flag raiser is always wrong and repeats his steps.

That's why many victims fell unconscious because they could not. Amazingly I am still strong. I am strong ! I am strong ! That's the spirit in me otherwise I could have fallen behind them in the UKS room.

Ceremony, rest, ceremony again, rest again until all is smooth. By the end of the training I was not strong. My eyes seemed to float upwards following this head that was about to fall. At that time I did take off Era's hand, but when this soul almost fell down there was the guy with the sound of endless laughter while constantly mocking me his name is Heru, he was the one who helped me.

" Aren't you papa?". Ask brings me. I regained my senses and stood up straight again.

" Ru, she's sick but forced !". Era commented but whispered.

" The baton is on !". Replied Heru after chirping out of line. " Just a lad !". Without consent he has been holding me and there this self is unconscious . (The first time in history I was not strong enough to follow the ceremony. Just got rid of his name fainting ).

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Saturday arrived, I was healthy again and eager to follow the last ceremony as a junior high school student. Entering the school on time and then following the ceremony with Era. Still using the full attribute.

In this day no one has fainted again and the officers carry out their duties very well without any hindrance. At the pulpit the Headmaster gave a speech to all of us, essentially saying that we all graduated in running this MOS.

At the end of the ceremony we were asked to throw a cone hat up while celebrating graduation and the end of MOS. I'm excited to grab Era's hand together. Ah exclaim ! The white-gray period is coming closer to me. Hopefully I can carve out achievements in this favorite SMK.

" I wish we were class !". A boy's voice whispered to me. I look at it but it doesn't look everywhere. Let's not say he's a headless ghost.

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*S*poiler*: Eps next POV Putra from entering SMK until the application is assembled in 1 page. It took a couple of days😫because the concerned wasn't feeling well

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