
kringgg!!!!
the black alarm on the study table right next to the bed Zenaya continues to sing and dance like a broken radio which according to Zenaya is very disturbing his ears that had not stopped fighting to wake the girl who sleeps like a simulated mat* it to rise from her dreams, and live the real world that is inversely proportional. The alarm had already rattled to 15× and finally the effort did not betray the results.
eughhh.. ouhh Napa noisy kalii anyway?!, pain anjirrr ear Iuee . Deg! as if people were dropping down from a multi-storey building like that was what Zenaya felt. Yes! see how shocked this child was when he saw the clockwork on his alarm showing at 06:35, without the babi-bu Zenaya jump out of bed like Spiderman directly looking for aunt Mela.
"Biby!!. Why don't you wake up Naya sihhhh??!!!" cry Zenaya to the art that has been taking care of her since birth. "Yes non sorry yes, this aunt shopping briefly at the morning market opposite the same complex as Sang Sutri." Obviously the art while cleaning up his groceries.
Inside the room Zenaya immediately got ready and went straight down. In the guest room he did not find the 'person'. fortunately I am safe (inner). Naya who saw the beautiful circular watch in her hand already showed at 06:45 straight out and looking for the Sutri mang. "Come on, Naya is late!" call Naya to Mang Sutri who is talking to the gardener's father.
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In the car Zenaya unceasingly cursed in his heart, when he saw the road that was still morning but very jammed with the workers seeker Cuan. **G****callue run ajalah rather than having to deal with the teacher BK, can I*!!. Inner Zenaya who was so sprained.
Zenaya continued to run while slightly turning to his watch which had shown at 06.56 which means the remaining 4 minutes of his school bell rang. Zenaya did not care about the gazes of those who had been staring at her with a cynical look. If not because late dh my samperin loh on!!! her inner.
kringgg!!
The long bell signifying Monday's ceremony is about to begin. On the other hand there is a girl whose stature cannot be said to be good. Clothes that are a little wet because of sweat, and hair that comes out of her hair ties! who else if not Zenaya Fanizela.
He had arrived in front of the gate of Cendrawasih High School with gasping breath. And immediately run to his class which is on the 2nd floor of Cendrawasih High School precisely in class Xl IPA 2 where IPA children disguise IPS ya!! or so the teachers here call it 'exile class' . Because children who do not have the slightest nature of IPA children who are commonly known to be calm and behave like knowledgeable people. Ahh, I have forgotten it!!
When he was about to walk into the field he realized that !! LET ALONE THIS ANJIRRRRRRR AGKKKKKH!!!!