INSECURE, Love of the Past
New Students

I'm up to X1 class now, exactly X1 IPS 2. Since I was no longer a Daffa classmate, I had to adapt again to new friends. No one in this class was close to me. I have a hard time getting close to new people, there is an uncomfortable feeling of being with new people.

It's the first day I'm in a new class after 2 weeks of semester break. During the holidays I didn't go anywhere. Very bete! Daffa always plays, but the same boy friends also, ah shame.. Better at home.

I sat on the front bench. The first day has not been effective for learning, still the introduction of fellow students.

Bell rings...

Friends running into class. Not long after that beautiful teacher's mother came and introduced herself, that she would be our homeroom teacher.

"Good morning, kids."

"Good morning, too, ma'am."

"Your homeroom teacher's mother's name is Ms. Siska. Today's election for class president. So today we have not started learning. And one more thing, there's a transfer student from out of town."

"Who's Ma? Girl or boy?"

"Turkey." Said Ms. Siska with a smile. Her smile is so sweet. "So soon I'll call your new friend. Zain's in." Miss Siska called the disciple, and a man came out behind the door.

All eyes saw him walking with great confidence. Everyone there watched Zain enter. Except me.

I'm not interested in him at all. I just caught a glimpse of it. He was of a tall stature, almost the same as Indra and Ivan.

Her eyes are blue, her nose is sharp, her skin is pure white and her lips are pink. At first glance almost similar to the good looks of Indra, eleven twelve if compared. But Indra is still the most handsome in my opinion.

It seems like he keeps looking at me. I sat on the front bench, and I didn't notice the man. He introduced himself to all of us.

"Hi, everybody. My name is Zain al-Fatih. Just call it Zen. I moved from xxxx city. Greetings to know everything." He bowed his body and smiled.

"Have you?" Ask Miss Siska. He nodded his head, and a beautiful-faced woman raised her hand, "Mom can it not be?"

"By, please"

"Zen do you have a boyfriend?"

She was surprised to get a question from the girl, but she answered it. "Not yet." Answer's short.

"Do you want to be my TTS?"

"Huh?" Me, him, and everyone glanced at the beautiful girl.

"So Friend But Honey that's it.." Huuuu... Cheers of all the friends.

"Or become a SJC."

"Otherwise it's Put?" Ask the friend next to him.

"Friends are Love." Huuuu....

"The Princess is very odd if the same handsome guy mah."

"Oh, kids." Ms. Siska smiled at the babble of the girl named Princess.

"Zen, please sit down. Today's the class president election, now we start ya."

Zen sat right behind me. Because it's the only bench that's still empty. We also began to choose the class leader with the conveyance system. The teacher asked for a forward who wanted to apply to become the class leader.

Zen patted my shoulder and borrowed a pen. "Hey, can I have a pen pinjem?". I didn't answer. And immediately took another pen in my pencil. "Thank you, yeah." He said with a smile. I did not answer it again. Males once, looks like he's just looking for attention. I cuekin ajalah.

Until the bell came home rang the pen was not returned by him. I also forgot but not what a 1000-doang pen. I went home with Daffa on a motorcycle.

"I'm with you, here I'm afraid to be alone."

"Yes, come on." Bring Daffa.

I've only taken a few steps. Because the hot sun makes me feel dizzy. Daffa saw me sweaty and exhausted, then he told me to just wait there because the workshop was still far away.

As I discussed with Daffa how good it was, a car passed in front of both of us. Come out that handsome man's head. "Hey, you were the one who gave me the pen, right? The bike broke down?".

Daffa answered. "It's not usually a gini strike."

"You get in my car, I'll drive you home."

"No Zen, Daffa and I are going to the workshop."

I don't know why after talking like that I feel so dizzy. I closed my eyes, and pressed both sides of my forehead with my right hand.

Suddenly I felt my vision blur, until I was no longer strong enough to stand up and finally.. I fell unconscious.

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"Mar, wake up."

"Mar."

"Mar."

I still can't open my eyes, it's so heavy. I feel like my right hand hurts like it's been pierced by a needle.

After opening my eyes, my view was not clear. I wanted to rub these sore eyes, but my hands hurt. I saw there was an infusion tube that had stuck in my hand, it just seemed to hurt and hurt.

"I where?"

"At the hospital, you passed out. I called Auntie." Daffa.

"Cock me on the infusion? Indeed why?"

"You have a chronic ulcer. Why haven't you had breakfast in the past few days? If you haven't had breakfast, I've taken you to eat." Daffa spoke at length with no gap to deny it.

The door of the room opened, Zen came carrying two packs of food.

"Daffa, you eat first too." Zen said giving the food package to Daffa. "Thank you Zen."

Then Zen approached me. "You also eat this porridge. Don't eat, danger to you."

I nodded my head and picked up the food to eat it, but the intrusion attracted me to grimace in pain as blood flowed profusely in his hose..

Daffa and Zen immediately approached me. "Mar, let me feed you." Daffa said that he was still chewing food in his mouth.

Zen forbids it. "You eat there, let me feed it." Daffa returned to the chair.

Then Zen sat down beside my bed and opened the food. Then he bribed me very carefully.

"Remove it, let it heal quickly". His gaze was as gentle as Indra's gaze to me. And he smiled as I thanked him.

A little more but I was full. I don't want to eat anymore. Zen kept the rest of the porridge on the table. Come mamah and Zen introduces himself to mama.

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