Rela Although Tight
Sasha 4's

'' Starting from you Ira, why do you see us. How do you guys agree?'' pen boy while looking at the way of friends.

'' Yes, that is Ira, starting with you. We also wonder how your first day in the new class.'' said pen with a smile.

'' Yes uda deh I who told you first.'' he said resignedly, everyone just nodded.

'' My name is Desi Safira.'' he said, which suddenly stopped.

'' Ai kind of want to tell a story he used prolog.'' Widya said.

'' I'm not papa, we will all use prolog as well as Ira.'' said Sasha with a big smile.

'' Yes.'' answered them all simultaneously.

'' Ira can be repeated!'' said Sasha.

'' Okay, my name is Ira Shafira. I am the eldest of three children, today is my happy day. I didn't expect me to go to IPA, IPA 4 at Raga High School. Although I have to separate from my friends, but we will still always communicate even though we have different classes.'' he said and his friends just smiled.

'' Okay now it's my turn, my name is Tripena Amirta. I am the youngest of two children, today is a very happy day for me. At first I thought I would go to IPA, yes even though I went to IPS, but I was very happy because I entered IPS 2 at Raga High School.'' he said with a smile.

'' Who else is it? you are Sasha!'' said Ira.

'' Yes I am, my name is Anastasya Al Syakila. I am the eldest of two children, today is my happy day. I did not expect that I could enter the IPA department, and I entered IPA 2 at Raga High School.

'' Who is it between the two of you, want Widya first or Desi first?'' his words intentionally confused the two.

'' How about if they we tell the gambreng aja.'' said Ira suggested.

Everyone answered in agreement, finally Desi and Widya did the gambreng. After a long time, the winner was Widya. So Desi will start first.

'' Okay everyone, my name is Desi Eminolda. I'm the third of five children, I'm happy because I didn't get into IPA. Because I really hate math. And I am now at IPS 5 Raga High School.'' he said with a smile, but his friends were stunned.

'' You entered IPS 5 Dec?'' ask one of them who is shocked.

'' Yes, that is, so how do you still want to win the same as me? our class is a long way away, he said with a flat expression.

'' No, we will still be friends with you even though your class is far away.'' said one of them then they embraced.

'' Thank you guys.'' he said with tears in his eyes.

'' do not cry Des, we will remain friends with you.'' said Sasha.

'' Yes, it's my turn, my name is Ananda Widya. I am the eldest of four children, today I am happy because I entered IPA. ie IPA 5 which is next to class Ira.'' he said with a smile.

'' Ai only I'm the same Desi who entered IPS, you guys entered IPA.'' said pen who just realized the whole thing.

'' Yes no pen, anyways we will remain friends even though we are different majors. The IPA and IPS are not a barrier between us, now what we have to keep is our friendship.'' said Ira who was always wise.

Hearing the words from Ira all became mellow, they finally hugged back. They are like people who will be separated, even though in fact they are one school only different majors.

Without feeling the time is already late afternoon, they decided to go home to each other. They refused to go home, but they could not go on. Finally they decided to go home, and promised that tomorrow after school they would meet again.

Upon arrival at home, as usual Sasha was bored. Because there was no one at home, this time he went home not picked up by his mother. But he came home by public transport, which happened to be passing by.

He also did his routine as usual, after everything he returned to his room. He prefers to read a book, or write his daily life in his diary. A book that tells about his life without anyone's knowledge, a book that holds secrets about his life. The stories that grieve him, and love the sorrow in his life.

Because today is class day, so they haven't learned. And tomorrow they will also clean up, and be introduced to their homeroom class. Therefore Sasha did not learn, and chose to open his book and tell about his daily life.

He did not feel as though he had fallen asleep, and he woke up at 05:00 a.m. He did his usual morning routine, then before leaving he took time to eat breakfast. It's a rule at his house for breakfast, if he does not eat breakfast I'm sure will be scolded by his mother.

Yes, his mother is cute, but actually his mother is also caring. What made him feel unnoticed, was the busyness of his mother outside. And rarely spend time with her and her sister, it also makes her relationship and her mother not too familiar. It is very much different from the story of the parents and their children out there, who are always familiar and sometimes there can be fights.

After breakfast, Sasha goes to school. Seeing the clock in his hand he was afraid of being late, Unlike usual he had to meet with his friends in the field with a bag. This time he had entered his classroom, he met with his classmates who were actually not familiar with him.

He tried to get acquainted with friends in his class, this time he met a woman named Febri. Febri is a child who has a nature not much different from him, Febri sitting at the table next to his desk. The second table from the door and also the front, he looked awkward but he still tried to approach him.

'' Hi I'm Anastasya.'' he said introducing himself.

'' Hi too, I'm Febri'' Java that woman.

'' Salam knew Febri.'' he said who did not know what to say, suddenly my friend Febri came, he also greeted Febri and Sasha.

'' Febri morning.'' he said with a smile.

'' Morning also Aliya.'' Febri replied.

'' Hi know me Aliya, whose name are you?'' aliya asked Sasha who was currently talking to Febri.

'' Hi Aliya, I'm Anastasya.'' he said with a handshake.

Suddenly the bell rang, they finally went to the field to march. Today is the division of the homeroom class, and they are looking forward to who will be the homeroom teacher.