Diary My School [S1-S2]
Son's Heart Voice: Class 1

Does anyone know me? I'm sorry I introduced myself to all of you for so long. I am the Son of Faithful Great usually called the Son. There is nothing interesting in my life that I have to describe here. I've always portrayed brats, delinquents but I'm not b*gal.

My parents are far from being established, they have businesses everywhere in the culinary field. Sometimes they are very busy and rarely come home. Maybe they will go home when their names are called Master to meet the invitation of the school for my attitude.

Even at the time of the SMK entry list, they were no one who took the initiative to accompany their children at this time. I'm not a spoiled child but sometimes I just envy those who are always close to their parents, somehow I'm so hard !

Finally I went with my gesrek friends to sign up. After the registration and selection of other files, I was finally able to take the written exam later. I held my participant card with a bit of pride despite being constrained by this shattered face. It feels like I want to show Papi and Mami, he said they came home today.

" Pi, I got through the file selection. I will take the written exam !". I said proudly in the taste of pleasure in front of my Papi who had just entered the house.

" Good". Walking past his son just like that, his face also looked flat. The mother just smiled. Then they both went into the room.

Even though my face was battered still they did not ask. Is work more important than family? Will I let my wife and children be home without me? Agh ! Don't make. There is no point in getting better sleep.

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Today I leave on the motorbike alone safer than in between using the driver feels the impression is not my personal self. But not yet to the gate of the house, I was stopped by the driver in the middle of the road.

" What's up, sir? I'm in a hurry !". I said hag.

A brave position without fear. " The Great Lord wants me to take Mr. Son to school!". He spoke with the hallmarks of a professional servant.

" Don't sir, ride the bike more fun. Already, I'm going to school ". I'm re-starting the motor.

Still in position against my bike. " I'm sorry, sir, I'm taking you safer. You also do not have a SIM, otherwise the Great Lord will be angry".

Heavy breathing may be heard in the ears of the driver who has been working since I was a child, usually he became a personal driver Papi and Mami. I don't know why he's home today.

" all right. I just put the bike here because you're carrying it !". I was upset, disturbing the mood in the morning. I went a little upstairs where the window of the room remained tightly closed. " Must be the idea is like this ".

Sitting in the back seat while continuing to stare at the roadside that has been passed by this car, it was quiet there was no talk in the car. Before long, I was at the school gate. Starting to look crowded, students wearing blue white uniforms walked into the wide and wide open school gates.

All I know is, I'm standing right in a special class in Sales. I entered it and sat on the front bench, as my bag was placed in the desk drawer I heard a scream from the doorway.

" Woi ! Whynot? Your class is next door. The hibiscan!!!". Sounds rough and loud but yes already, the character of my friends is already so from birth.

Walk out of the room and sit in the back seat. It has a personal identity and photo right there. All right, this face is already handsome so it doesn't matter.

The bell reads that the written test will begin. Before the paper in doodles alias start working. The exam card is requested to be issued immediately. I rogoh contents in my bag that zipper has been open maybe since. " Eh?!". I was looking for a piece of paper. Until his own head peeked in a bag that contained only an empty book and pen. " Where did the paper go ?!". Dazzle looking into the desk drawer and proceed to the side of the table where I sit sweetly.

" Where are your test cards?". Master sir has been standing on the side of my desk lips.

****** ! Until this moment I have not met. " I just don't know why there's no !".

" You're the reason?".

" No, I've brought the card but lost it may fall !". Added again.

" Out ! Don't take the test. You have a lot of reasons". The words of the fierce Master were very rude to me.

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I'm not afraid because I'm not wrong. If it's just an excuse, why should I be tired of coming here?. " You didn't even give me a chance to find that card. Don't challenge Master, I have to respect you?". This index finger dares to point at the face of a person whom even a tiny bit of me do not fear.

The commotion began to become so, let's take a storm all the noisily not half. The whole teacher was seen coming into my room and forcing me out. " I can get out on my own don't pull my hand !". I touched a Teacher I did not recognize.

Right left I was accompanied by a male teacher towards the headmaster's room. That's where I was lectured, ah ! My ears feel hot. The point is give me a chance to find that card, is that heavy ? Even now deviate from the topic of the problem.

" Yes, please go home. With this maybe the school is still thinking of accepting you". The principal told me.

" Okay, I'll go home ! If only the problem of the face brought in this problem, you should think wisely ! I'm not a cash-strapped thug, I'm also a student who has a little bit of ambition even though it's uncertain !".

That little problem didn't stop when I got home. I don't know why Papi got involved in my business. He called the school for me to come back, because the exam card had been found. Ah, so lazy to lick your own words !

But at this moment, a Papi who was busy with work was already sitting perched next to me. " This way you want to be what? Fighting here and there, Papi's name can be ugly !". With a special sound of its weight makes my hair goosebumps.

" I don't fight, they gang up on me on the way home, I'm telling you no one will believe me !". I dare to open my voice.

" Hush. Use your mouth to be quiet ! Don't argue with anything Papi would do. Since this is not your Mami's will, Papi must have sent you to an elite school !". Both of those cold eyes I looked at. Is that a father's look at his son? I'm his flesh blood but why is it so cold as an enemy?

When I got to the principal's room, they apologized for the school's attitude. Cih ! I guess they don't know how to apologize for their own job title. My card's been found, so because Papi's speaking anyone submits. I can go to school here because his interference is not my own business. Shitty !

" Daughter, your card has been exchanged for a re-registration form". Deploying yellow map coated paper.

" Who found my card?". I asked a little curious.

" If not wrong prospective student named Stella Ayu Wijaya majored in office administration, he found her in a desk drawer after the test. Please fill in and bring Monday". The school principal spoke again. Ahhh, I'm so sick of Papi. I must be on the ugly stamp at this school.

" What room?". Still getting more information in depth.

" The D's room".

" Yes, thank you sir for giving my son a chance. Pardon his attitude, I will continue to watch over him". Shake hands while smiling.

Keep watch? I guarantee it's just a word that doesn't match reality. When you leave the AC room. I reasoned for permission to go to the toilet, thank God Papi was not suspicious of my primary purpose. When Papi's shadow left, I checked D's room, probably the place where I was sitting first.

Czechoslovak !

" Save it first, I'll thank him later !". You can already photograph the face of a kind girl who wants to give the card to Master. If he did the opposite like throwing away my card, I would have chopped his head off.

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Today I need refreshing, invite their friends even reasoned busy to prepare MOS. Yes, go it alone, no problem either !

When this stomach returned to alarm, I parked the motor in front of the food stall on the side of the road. Like her my tongue was getting more turbulent when looking at the dish for buyers placed on the table.

" What message is it?". Ask the seller.

" Messages like that, Bang same iced orange". I'll show you where the other guys are eating.

" Level 3 demon noodles with chili peppers are only 10 seeds?". Less certain.

" Yes the same fried chicken too, like that chick !". Still pointing at the girl's face across there.

When the salesman's brother moved to make my order, I still turned to the figure of a girl who might not be unfamiliar to me. But where do I know him? Until now, girls are still afraid to get close to me !

" Ehhhh !!!". I remember something. Orders arrived, picking up the phone, I tried to see one photo at a time in my phone gallery while this mouth tasted super spicy noodles for my tongue.

I lyrics while making sure the photo on the phone, I put it on the girl's face. " The same !". My word. I put the phone down just now to see a smile that looks like it's just out of nowhere.

Eyes glancing far away the mouth was bribed by a collection of chili in the mouth. ****** ! I immediately sipped orange ice but still lacking, damn also the pot of water ran out on my table.

" This is mine !". My words resist the spicy that becomes-so on the tongue.

" I'm sorry, my friend is on fire. So may I go first !". The girl said it sounded polite in my ear.

Well, what to reply. My tongue is not strong !. " Let's find the others there. I grabbed this teapot first !". My reply but instead pitched nyolot. Swear 'em ! I'm sorry, my lips are also sultry to know !

After an accidental meeting it was because of a teapot. I came back to notice that she didn't look away from him somehow this feeling of heart was strange when she returned that look. Unfortunately, he brushed aside all the warm views. Disappointed anyway. But I've been recording her face for so long, sure that at school I'll remember.

The food in front of me I've spent I don't know it looks like I'm just excited. " How many Bang?". I asked to pay for my food.

" It has been paid Mas, the same Ma'am earlier". The brother plays the chin that leads to the bike in front there.

" White dress girl, Mom?". Ask me again

" Yes, it is ". The answer.

Uh why did he pay me food? Does he know me? It turns out there are still good-natured girls to me, I guess all girls are afraid to see this abstract face ! " But why am I happy? It should be the guy who pays for the food !". Think for a moment and now sit on the bike. " Let it be, later in school I will repay her kindness again !".

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The Odd semester was missed so quickly, even though my mark of a delinquent was famous all over school even outside of school. And I already know the figure of the kind-hearted girl. Actually the intention to approach it has been since the beginning, damn why am I ashamed myself? Is it because I've never approached before? Aghh ! Damn it. I've instilled the intention to approach him in any way next semester.

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Today my pleasure doubled, because according to the schedule of this morning's lesson for three hours until the first break arrived my class learned Islam in the girls' classroom that I was so chasing. With my friends, I have entered a different class than our own.

The difference is clear and noticeable from the chair to the facilities in it, is because my major is filled with delinquents? I don't know ! Slightly glancing at where he gathered chatting with his friends, that smile to me was very soothing.

The lesson began but I still quietly watched him in front of there while they were even noisier, as a result the famous Yeti tomboy began to rebuke us.

" Do the thing, I'm going to the office first". Said the Teacher Mother in front and opened the closed classroom door earlier and left the classroom.

" Huhhhhhhhhhhh, go !!!!!!". My friends are excited. Because for us a teacher only hampers class fun. So if there is no Guru, the soul of the riot comes back to haunt itself and the heart.

Still keep glancing at the group of girls in front including the girl whose picture is on my phone. " Likes?". Alif whispering. He's my closest friend.

I nodded and invited him to stick out my head, not hurting anyway his name was also a regular joke. " Why is his name Ayu?". Shouted and stood up from the chair. Ahh, my heart is not holding back any longer.

" We've been in semester 2, yes you do not know the same name SK children ?". Tanya Alif deliberately provoked a stir. SK is Secretary.

But how come he doesn't care about my screams anyway? Turn around glancing no. Is he ashamed? Didn't we meet at the food stall that time?

" I am !". A girl I don't recognize lifts a finger up in the air, like it's her friend.

" Ohhh said he was white really black". Ejek Alif also commented, I really know this is a child ! But it is true, Ayu who I like yellow skin Langsat is not a mature sapodilla.

" Let !!!". He replied in a relaxed tone and continued his activities.

" Request your number dong A-y-u". Shouted me again. Even though I dare to cheer so, I swear shame ! Because the first time. Twice I voiced my heart but his body still did not turn around, instead his friend who kept watching me.

I implanted step by step to approach her, a little more has reached Ayu's seat, even a guy is not clearly approaching her. Shit ! Just watch out for you, I'll reply !

" No?". Nadiroh's mother returned to the classroom, she was our class's Religious Teacher.

" It's !!!". Answer the child SK.

" Not yet !!!". Respond in unison to Sales majors.

The guy looks to pull his chair back to his group of friends. Soon the religious lesson was over. Nadiroh's mother also left the room followed by the girls in my class while pushing the chair to be returned in the Lab room. The language.

He's approaching where I'm perching, damn it ! I haven't prepared myself. I stared at each step and looked at the unusual face and stood right in front of me now.

Bodok ah, pretend not to know. This meeting was considered unusual. " who?". Ask him.

" That's au ****** !". Alif answered my friend and then stood out my head, this child always interfered. I'm doing a show to know !

" Ohhhh !!!". I rubbed the head." Ohhh, can I have your number?". Ask me back, hoping this approach goes well.

" I'm sorry, I don't have a hp !". The answer is like judes.

Hey ! Why is judes? What's my fault try?. " Okay, I'll ask you again, wait for you to have a phone". I'll wait, I see a glimpse of the action that put the bag down. Then leave the class. On the way I was still thinking about what more effort I should use to get close to him.

" Seriously, do you like girls?". Alif asked who had his arms around my neck.

Until I sat in the cafeteria, I answered Alif's question. " What's why? Don't you like my goals?". Glancing sharp. This one boy is very, very good at playing girls.

Soon he released his arm. " Calculate, not !".

While sitting in the cafeteria with other groups, I turned to one girl named Stella Ayu Wijaya to enter the canteen with her friend.

" Oi !!". I waved at his name. And he looks right and left. When the view was right facing me, his face again radiated dislike.

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I didn't feel like time was passing, I was still struggling with hatred from afar. It turns out that from the beginning I did not realize that my rival increased by one guy, aka his classmates. He's lucky, because Ayu's same class !

The even semester exam took place, as I continued to pay attention from afar to learn about the situation of Ayu and the man I had given his name, Heru Pramono Anwar.

The exam I followed well, although this brain is not used to fill with sentences or numbers in books, because I am the type of person who is not good. However, at the beginning of this school I followed the story well.

The week-long exam is over for classmeeting . I happen to have a hobby in futsal, with my friends I have registered classes. Today from the front of the class, I continue to watch the Department of Office Administration 3 against Office Administration 1 in the middle of the field.

" Why does he care so much about Heru? He seemed to be encouraging the obscure boy?". My words may be heard in Alif's ears as well as others.

" hmmpphp... Mmpp... Haha". Alif laughed in obscurity. I looked at him, still laughing for no reason.

" What the hell are you, want to be in the thud?". Just pissed. Seems to be insinuating me again.

His arms still support my shoulders, holding back a laugh. " Weird, likey but quiet. Say there ! So men are shy ! Ntar, I'm sorry I didn't take it !". Said Alif wiping the water at the base of his eyes.

" Ext effort. Don't be complicated !". My answer was to casually pay attention back to his alias of watching his skills in my hobby.

Not really, their class won, too. Look at my skills in playing tomorrow, I will play you who have dared to approach Ayu, the girl I had liked from the beginning.

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A few minutes passed the futsal match resumed, I still monitor each player in front there while continuing to add to my knowledge for tomorrow against the guy whose hobby is approaching my target.

" Left !". Alif's word is quite high-pitched and shrill in my ears now. I was watching a free match.

" What?". I answered without looking anywhere. Still staring straight. See the ball pass that has started close to the opponent's goal.

Alif seemed to pat my shoulders and re-embraced my neck, this vision was directed to suit his hands flanking on each side of my head. " Your nyesel if you don't see !". Said again.

This second I felt a turbulent unease, I don't know what it means with this unfortunate joke ! However, to the left of what I mean is the figure of a girl walking towards me suddenly my soul does not get angry.

A blob of flowers was whistling around his face, emitting a white glint so soothing. The curves of the face are charming. The lust of romance is wriggling out. Turn the style as if my glance will not fade. Ah, that's what I see now. It's so beautiful !

" Buruan, saya !". Alif's reluctance has ruined my imaginary world. In fact, now I see a head that keeps its head down.

I directed it at Alif. " What the hell !". My complaint. Whawdy? I greeted him using what words he wanted to turn his head and reply ! No wonder also, my friend this one is so furious to see my actions that are silent stiff do not flinch sitting in school.

Come, spirit. I can't keep quiet like this, the male classmate must have been after him first. I was still engrossed in the shadow of the spirit I gathered first. But, I felt the rejection from behind made my body stand up straight.

" Ahhh to the heart". The curse suddenly came out just like that even I was astonished myself, my friends came laughing freely.

His eyes glimmered. " Stop !!!". Reply to the girl in front of me.

She to my left to her left to my right to my right as soon as she continues. Swear 'em ! This body moves on its own even though it has not been able to resist embarrassment since. If my shame had been scattered everywhere I wanted immediately it felt like I picked up ! 

"Hey Ayu !". Say hello to the guy from the class, I'm attached lyrics turned out to be Bobi. He's my classmate.

" Oyuuu !". Add another guy again, somehow they can easily call his name without the feeling of crazy vibration as I feel now.

" Yes !".  He answered while smiling at both of them.

I don't like it, he never showed me his smile. My heart is, so hot gini ?. " You smile at them but I'm the same". Me tell him.

Still putting on a sharp look. " Stop by the dong I'm going to class !!". The tape is still trying to get past me.

What's my fault anyway? So she's so cold with me? Am I not good? He just wants to share a smile with another guy instead of me? Alright. Maybe this way is not good, or is it less forcing?

After cringing her own thoughts, I finally let her go with her best friend. Pretty upset, but when on the loose his behavior again invited my gemes. What the fuck does he look happy sticking his tongue out at me?

" Look out, ntar !". I growled a smile.

" Why is it off?". Alif asked along with my body that was sitting next to him.

I grinned cynically like an antagonist in the soap opera. " This time it's just". Busty.

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The next morning, I went to school on my bike. Actually, I did it secretly. If caught at home, someone could report it. Arriving at school, as usual the first place visited is class.

Wrestling in the story that I don't know what, I don't mind talking about any topic, just cool. All the futsal equipment I have brought from home, it feels impatient against him.

" You're interested in the girl from yesterday?". The voice of the boy entering the class.

" That is, which girl?". My answer is still busy with a set of futsal tools placed on the table.

" Oh, that girl is already a lot on the road. Beautiful is not !". Ocehnya sounds like insulting the girl named Ayu. Isn't he the only one I messed with yesterday?

The thing I held suddenly threw away and fell onto the floor made of ceramics, making the entire classroom quiet. I lyrically a guy who knows what his name is so daring to challenge me. " You speak the truth !". Collar school clothes I had pulled rough, the view was near it felt like I wanted to be all-out. " Tell me weird about him again. I sold it !".

" Put, patience !". Alif was trying to separate me from him.

Were it not for his intimidating gaze and a sharp draw towards me, it was possible that the fist with my veins coming out would not have landed on his face. At least it's appropriate for a guy who's always good at insulting women from behind. You trashy shit !

" PUT !!!!". Shouted Alif. Whether he panicked or how, I was already satisfied with the one big blow that stuck in his cheek.

A loud bang floated on my face, can he reply ? Alright I'll spend all my breath today !

Long time I struggled in the fight the insulting problem, until in the end I was dragged into the room became my subscription since middle school. Ah, it's boring that narrow room plus the lecture makes my ears heat up even more.

To a few minutes, lectures and lectures are filled directly from the Teacher Guidance Counseling. Didn't my face hurt also become balanced dong? Why is my punishment so heavy than this aunt's mouth guy !?

Glancing to the right was careless, sick and annoying. How much longer do I wait for this to be over, the point is I know that I can't repeat it again right? To the point, just talk about it, don't be too complicated. Wasting my time !

" Yoe?!". I said sound surprised but as slow as possible. How not, he was in front of there and it was like he had glanced at me. Shit ! Then my name gets worse.

" Great Faithful Son, you are once again like this. Your punishment is not cleaning the toilet. But the whole class at this school !". The voice of the middle-aged man commented, remember he is a specialist teacher of BK. " Hear not?!".

" Yeah, sir. I hear. Already not the talk? I'm going to pee here, you want me to pee here?!". My selosor is getting worse. In my heart it was amused, wanting to laugh.

Sighing heavily. " Yes, ka-".

Whatever, the important thing is I've heard the word yes as my consent is allowed out. It is time to hunt for love. Oh, may today be my luck !

" Oi !!!". My screech covered his path as soon as possible.

" Why ?". Whipping lips.

" Let's go to the toilet, okay". It was from his friend, squinting one eye and leaving us both.

" Ehhhhh play go". He complained to the girl who had run away. I pray for his welfare, for it is so understanding.

" Attt ". My ringis is seeking attention from him. Even that word I change sounds spoiled, let me put it this way? If it doesn't take his heart.

" You're born again?". Taken the information from me, hopefully if I answer is not talked all out.

" Yes, they always heat me up". My reply to Ayu's question. Yeah, yeah, yeah, her face looks cute. Sweeter than gulali.

" My advice is yes, take a little of your attitude ". Before that speech, I heard the breath he was breathing so heavily. Like the BK teacher.

" Yes ". My heart incited a friendly tone. Although the point is the same as the teacher poured earlier, at least I can do so as long as it is spoken from him

" This is !!". Ayuu gave me a candy in my hand. " Well, I'm going to the cafeteria ". The saying of the saying goes with a wave of hands and gurgles, plus a smile. Ah, it seems there is no regret to reason to the teacher.

" At last, my path is open !". My babble still didn't take off his disappearing shadow.

" open? Your head is open !!". The nyolot tone again makes these earlobes boil. The voice also sounded from behind me.

" Oh, why?". My reply is flat-faced.

" You intend to approach her? Don't dream in broad daylight !". His grunts were rough. Rough must be avenged rudely times, let my soul grit a little.

" Silence, I have nothing to do with earthworms like you !". Intentionally nudged his shoulder as my leg moved from that spot.

" I don't like my name on BK records because of you". Turning around and looking at me, the lightning striking from the look of his eyes fused on my lightning as if fighting each other for the winning position. " We'll see in the field. I won, don't go near him. If you lose, you know the answer, right?". The guy named Heru returned my reluctance violently, but I could hold it so as not to fall to the floor.

" Currently, who's afraid !". Answer's short.

About half 10 o'clock less. AP 3 vs KP getting ready to compete. We don't want to lose, all the girls and boys in my class take to the field to encourage us who will soon compete. For me, it's not a class match but between guys, as promised I can beat him. Whatever the way ! The whistle sounded his mark the game began.

First round we lost a landslide . When the second half of the earthworm Heru fell. I got emotional because he's so far away for me to go after now. Unfortunately, he played until the game was over. My brain is getting hotter with the water that has been ripe for a long time, the sweet girl I craved cheering on the sidelines cheered Heru.

Does he not know ? I've challenged him violently. Even the shoulder still hurts today. Agh ! I hate to admit it, my class lost. And now I mourn my fate !!

Long story short, with deep regret AP class 3 got the champion 2 futsal race. 1 Champion holding Multimedia class. Finally classmeeting is finished. From that moment on, I no longer disturbed him. Even though he passed my class or even in front of me, I already remembered the promise that it did not bother him.

Before the reporting day,

Inside the house I still think about trivial things but feel heavy in the head when thinking about it myself. Sitting daydreaming in the dining room with food already served.

" Bi, what do girls usually like ?". I asked nyerocos just like that when there was a waiter in my house serving water on the table.

" Eh, why Sir?". The leg doesn't understand.

I'm moving my seat. " Things that girls like. Auntie must know, right?". My dream is back to explaining.

The female servant in her lifetime with my Mama still lowered her head to think for a moment. " Doll, Master". The answer.

" Doll?". I'm thinking back. A doll can not be taken anywhere can only be hugged when sleeping alone. " The other one, Bi". Sahutku again.

" I'm sorry, Mister. What does the woman mean is still in school?!". He asked, bending his body a little.

" Yes dong, Bi. I don't like old women". My ceplos says. " Come Bi, help me think !". Tell me as if to force it.

" Then you give me a bag hanger that describes the woman". He gave a solution.

" Picturing?". Thought I was playing a finger on my own chin. I thought for a long time and finally it happened. " Bi, thank you". I said then move on from the dining room.

" he-i. Sir, is dinner?!". Excited the Aunt.

" For Auntie, I eat out !". Balasku.

Report division also started~

Don't ask me what rank? I can't say anything about my accomplishments at school. The point is, far behind ! The important thing is how I give this gift to him.

I heard she got the third champion, indeed the girl I chose was second to none. I am so proud that I loved it until now. The gift I bought in the store and certainly wrapped there, where could my hands skillfully wrap the gift. There must be a tear !

And my misfortune even forgot to tuck congratulations to him on his class increase and hard work studying. Now I hold the paper in my hand and I replace it with prayer. Waiting for him to go to the school gate.

" It's for you, I hear you're 3rd". I said I gave her a medium-sized pack of gifts and she ran away. What the fuck is that reaction? Don't women like a funny gift? I've been hard-earned to think about it even in cuekin !

" Yes, at least he took it !". My grouse was sticking its face.

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