
Three days have passed, The introduction period of the school environment has ended. It is time for class division.
"Huh I'm the same sprain lo Lid," said Ayu with a sour face.
"Why? What's my fault?" asked Lidya with a surprised face, he did not understand Ayu's intentions
"Why did you study IPS?" said Ayu while stomping her feet to the ground.
"Udah, it's better that lo diem dengerin tuh pak teacher has started to share classes," said Lidya annoyed.
"Yes!"
Lidya chuckles at Ayu's funny behavior for her.
"Well anjani, class IPA-1," said Mr. Heldon who read the announcement.
"Yeahh," Ayu cheered happily at the announcement.
"Daaa Ayu" said Lidya waving her hand, with a smile on her face.
But Ayu replied with an unpleasant face to see, her lips looked manyun, with a sharp look.
"Look at it, please" sneered Lidya.
For Lidya it does not matter if he has to separate from his best friend, because he has prepared his heart far away.
While Ayu, a girl who is considered spoiled, can not be separated from Lidya.
Ayu stomped her feet to the ground, letting out all annoyance. Ayu left the field and followed the direction of another teacher.
"Lidya Adi is loyal, class IPA-1," said Mr. Heldon, making Lidya surprised half to death.
Lidya raised her hand.
"I don't want to enter the IPA sir" Lidya said directly.
"Sorry, Mr. Adi Satia has been talking to the principal, so you can get into IPA class," explained Mr. Heldon, who now makes Lidya more shocked.
With an irritated heart Lidya complied, and followed the IPA-1 disciples who were quite far ahead of him.
"Dark! Wait!" exclaimed Lidya, making Ayu's steps stop.
"What's wrong?" ayu asked coldly, he was still upset because of Lidya's behavior.
"Gue in IPA-1, just like you want to!"
"What! Really Lid?" ask Ayu not to believe.
Lidya nodded.
"ALHAMDULILLAH O ALLAH!" ayu's shout made everyone startled and looked at her.
"Ma... I'm sorry she was a little errant" said Lidya, who was a little awkward to see everyone's gazes.
A moment later they arrived in front of the class.
"This is your classroom IPA-1 student, I am Rina Diana, Indonesian teacher, your homeroom teacher" said Ms. Rina.
All the students entered their classrooms, followed by Bu Rina.
Lidya put up her glasses, looked to the right and left looking for a seat.
Ayu waved her hand, giving the code that Lidya should be with me.
Lidya smiled wryly and walked towards Ayu. Lidya put down her bag, and sat down beside Ayu.
****
Kriy....
The break bell rang as all the students rushed out, heading to the cafeteria, including Lidya and Ayu.
But before they could get off their bench, Ayu and Lidya saw their classmates noisily.
"Gue ask you to move now!" a student snapped at another student sitting on one of the benches.
The student just kept quiet, heard all the insults, but he himself did not want to move. Lidya's heart was moved to help her friend.
"What's this?" ask Lidya.
"Who's playing the meddle?" ask the student.
Lidya saw a Name page on her left chest.
Dela Natasya is her name.
Lidya felt very emotional, she looked at Dela with great annoyance.
"Lo! I'm afraid don't mess with me!" dela.
"Are you ready?!" tanta Lidya with an emphasis.
"Gue's a businessman's son! I have a big role in this school!" said Dela, accompanied by a cynical smile.
"That's all pretty cool!" yelled Ayu who was now following hot."Don't know who's in front of you?" he pointed at Lidya.
"Who is he?!" dela asked arrogantly.
The student who was sitting on the chair, who had been the bulian material, stood up and left in front of them, the girl whispered to Lidya.
"The sane lamented," he whispered slightly surprised, but the next Lidya put on a smile.
Lidya began to move from the classroom to the cafeteria.
As Lidya stood right in the doorway, she was poking around with Raka, their gazes meeting each other for a while.
Lidya was nervous, she swallowed her saliva,*** her hand, sad because Raka was the same figure still being cold towards her.
Lidya turned her eyes away hoping that all her nervousness was gone.
"Lo why Lid?"
"No papa" Lidya replied with a forced smile.
"Wiiih rame is the cafeteria!" said Ayu while shaking her head.
Ayu looked at Lidya who was looking to the right and to the left, she was confused looking for a seat.
"Anyway there!" said Ayu. Lidya followed Ayu, and sat on the very end of the chair.
"Lid."
"Huum."
"Lo buyin meatballs gih," said Ayu, with a spoiled smile.
Lidya smiled sincerely, she knew her friend this one was indeed very spoiled.
Lidya started walking towards the meatball stand.
"Bu bakso two," said Lidya and along with a student made Lidya surprised by surprise, and immediately looked at the person.
"Lo!" said Lidya and the man in unison. Who else if not Raka.
Lidya immediately turned her face away. An awkward feeling began to creep all over his body.
"Raka" said Lidya, ending the silence.
"Heeem," muttered Raka.
"What class did you enter?"
"Enter IPA-2," replied Raka who now seemed quite warm."That lo?"
"Gue wants IPS, but it's the wrong class."
"What do you mean you're in an IPA?"
Lidya nodded.
"How MANY?"
"IPA-1."
"Nih the meatball," said the canteen's mother.
"Gue first yes," said Raka, and answered a nod by Lidya.
Lidya walked towards her seat earlier, there she saw there were two rather unfamiliar people in her eyes.
"You guys?" lidya said she saw two students in front of her.
"Yes, I can join you, right?" ask the student.
"By the way," Lidya sat down and put down two bowls of meatballs, and put up a little of her glasses that started to come down.
Ayu adjusted her hair slightly.
"Lid is his name, Friska Ayu, the headmaster's son in the next Elementary School," said Ayu pointed to a girl barambut curls, and is said to be black sweet.
"Then this one, love julian," said Ayu again pointed to the tall-nosed girl.
"Hi Friska, hi Love," said Lidya.
"Maksih had helped me earlier," said Friska.
"It's the same" said Lidya.
They ate their own food.
*****
The next day, Lidya came first as usual. Now he was surprised by the collision of chocolate and flowers in his desk drawer.
"Well? Tumben?" lidya said astonished.
"Who gives you?" lidya said to herself.
He still doesn't think about all this.