
"Yesaa.aya.aya.ayaa"
The sound of Haira's screams filled the room with white with decorative lights that were still lit. While the girl called Aya was still struggling with her blanket while wriggling.
"Heh, banguuunn..this is what time?" haira exclaimed while taking out a white school uniform with subordinates of checkered skirts.
"Nih son yes, can relax really when this is an important day" grumbled Haira upset because her brother is very difficult to wake up from his sleep.
Arundaya, the girl who had struggled with her blanket, now woke up and sat on her soft bed. His eyes were still twitching and his hair was disheveled. Haira who saw that scene, could only shake her head while sighing.
"Are you awake, Madam?"
Aya just smiled grimacingly as she revealed her blanket. He rushed to the bathroom and started his activities. While Haira had finished helping prepare her brother's uniform and for herself.
"Sister, I'm leaving first huh, Dipa's picked up" Haira shouted as she passed out of the house.
Aya who heard it hurriedly came out from inside the bathroom with her hair still wet.
"Yaaahh.." cried Aya annoyed to see her uniform hollow in the fatal part.
Without a second thought he immediately picked up the character cloth he bought from the store yesterday and started sewing it. Somewhat strange and not suitable but still he forced.
"Huh, why should it be hollow today anyway, why not tomorrow only so" grunts silly.
"Don't this be a bad sign, hiihh"
Aware the wall clock had shown at 7:05 am, Aya hunted her steps towards the bus stop. He continued to grumble along the way because he was upset with his sister who left him so he was getting late.
Luckily there is an online motorcycle taxi near his house. The area of Aya's house is indeed close to shops, so many online objects that run around the store. Without thinking long Aya immediately approached one of them and asked to take her to school.
"Did you do, Neng?" said his ojek brother chuckled.
"Yes, Bang. Rather quickly yes" replied Aya briefly.
Thanks to the alertness of his brother, Aya finally arrived at the school on time, just before the gate was closed. After paying and thanking her, Aya ran towards the gate that was almost closed in her arms. He was intercepted by the school gatekeeper.
"Sir, sir, sir, do not close first, I want to enter" cried Aya with his breath that stung because of running.
"What time it is, Nduuk Aya" said Pak Teguh, the school guard.
"I'm bad luck, Mr. Teguh. Please open dong, today there is a test"
"Nahh..nahh..have known today is an important day, why is it even late to, Nduk?" Pak Teguh chuckled at the behavior of Aya who continued to see the watch in her hand.
"Yowis, yowis, sneak in" finally Pak Teguh opened the gate for Aya.
After thanking her, Aya ran as fast as she could to her classroom. He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that his teacher was not in the classroom. The exam starts at 09:00 in the morning, but all students are asked to arrive at exactly 07:00.
"Fiuuh.untung aja no teacher yet" said Aya relieved.
"Well, you're called Mr. Hanif in the office" cried someone who shouted from the corner of the classroom.
"Huh? Duh die me" Inner Aya.
Aya immediately moved towards the teacher's office while thinking about what her teacher would say later. Maybe he'll get a punishment for being late.
"Ah time yes, late little doang" said Aya lirih.
Bruck
"Eh sorry.."
Aya bumped into someone in front of the entrance of the master teacher room and immediately apologized to her. But the person only stared at him for a while and gawked into the room without saying a word.
"Hish, how brazen and insensitive" Aya grumbled.
He stepped towards his homeroom desk. There Mr. Hanif was waiting for him with his hands folded in his chest.
"Mother called me?" ask Aya politely.
"Yes, can you help me?"
Aya frowned, not that he was here to be punished for being late on the day of the exam, but Mr. Hanif instead asked for his help.
"You help him" said Mr. Hanif as he pointed towards the boy standing near the bookcase.
Aya looked at the direction that Mr. Hanif pointed at, and it turned out that the child was the child he hit in front of the door.
"Help him clean up the sports hall" continued Mr. Hanif.
"But why should I, sir?" ask Aya protest.
"You're late again, right today? Udah, do not protest and ask continues, immediately work after the exam hours are completed" concluded the homeroom teacher.
Aya lost her spirit. He was still called to be punished. And to his annoyance he had to serve his sentence with someone he didn't even know.
The guy then approached Aya and extended his hand.
"Gue Daffin.." said the man named Daffin Madaharsa introduced himself.
Aya did not reply and only looked at Daffin's hand with a cynical look. He was still upset by Daffin's attitude when he collided with him earlier.
"Don't you have to apologize first instead of acquaintances?" answer Aya ketus.
Daffin who had guessed what answer would come out of Aya's mouth, immediately pulled his hand again and put it in his pants pocket.
"Gue wait in the hall, don't be late" he ordered as he left the teacher's room.
Aya was eager to hit the Daffin, even her hand had been raised into the air. But as soon as he heard the bell, he rushed back to his class as the exam was about to begin.
Today is the first day of the midterms. And even though Aya was not classified as a clever student but she was very attentive to the exam. He was late because he was trying to learn even though the edges remained asleep.
Finally, the first day of exams was over. Many children complained about how difficult the problem was on the exam paper, including Aya. He was limp so he knew the answer was a lot wrong when matching the answer sheet with the children of the team oncer aka diluted brain. He predicted this time the value would drop.
"Bapak nih diomelin alamat" murmured Aya.
"Ay, look for it" exclaimed Devina, the class leader of Aya while pointing outside the classroom.
"Huh, I forgot.."
He was actually lazy to meet the jerk guy earlier, but what can be done because this is punishment. He approached Daffin who was already standing on the front wall of his class and became a spectacle of other students.
"Do you know where my class is?" ask Aya cynically.
He also wondered why many people passed by in front of his class at that time. As soon as he saw Daffin from top to bottom, he understood and just shook his head.
"Buruan, there's a lot to do" said Daffin sambik step up the pose waiting for the style of the model photo he installed while waiting for Aya out of class.
Aya smiled mockingly and just followed him without saying much. Arriving at the sports hall, Aya was surprised because there were so many balls and other sports equipment scattered on the floor. His mouth wanted to scream completely but Daffin immediately silenced his mouth and pulled Aya behind the wall.
"Sshh.." said Daffin softly while giving code to Aya to be silent.
While Aya is still struggling to be released from Daffin's 'hug. But at the same time he heard a voice from inside the hall.
"Where, is it done now? Hunting there was a person" one voice faintly sounded from the distance accompanied by the agonizing moaning sound of someone else's voice.
Finally, Daffin took his hand off Aya's mouth. Daffin peeked out from behind the wall where they were hiding and looked towards the inside of the hall.
There they saw someone with wounds all over his body sitting down crying. Three other children were standing in front of the injured child.
"Don't we have to help him?" aya said softly behind Daffin.
"No, we have to get out of here" Daffin pulled Aya's hand and took her out of the sports hall.
"We have to help the boy, Fin" cried Aya.
Daffin stopped his steps after being convinced that they had been far away from the hall area.
"They're dealers" Daffin replied.
"What's? What does the dealer mean? They're not students here?" aya asked while lowering her voice. He tried to control his shock.
"They used to sneak around at times like this. They will make school children sell drugs and become couriers. That's how they ensnare children who need their help" Daffin explained.
"But why doesn't anyone report the same teacher?"
"Free, because they have a connection with one of the usual teachers" Daffin took his breath and threw it away slowly.
"Wait, but you.how do you know all this?" ask Aya suspiciously.
Daffin did not immediately answer Aya's question. Many times he lowered his head and closed his eyes, until he finally answered..
"Because I was once one of them"