
“how are you doing during the holidays?”.
“baik bu....”.answer the disciples simultaneously.
“seneng ga?”
“seneng bu...”.
“so this mom just wants to enter for a while, at least 30 minutes. Let's not waste our time straight to the core. For yuna, asyril, velly, arhan, the four of you are still able to manage classes or want a change of mother?”.
“change aja bu”. I answered with a nod to velly.
“oke then, we start with the selection of the class president. Anyone want to replace arhan?”. All the disciples were silent, no one volunteered.
“or do we make an election?”. Ask mommy to come back.
“by bu..”.answer the disciples.
The first candidate chosen by bu mita is arhan because arhan already has experience as class president, the second candidate is andra and the third candidate is reno. Why did the three of them choose mommy?. I'm not sure but you guys have heard the words “you good looking means you're safe” right?. Tend to be handsome will be more trusted in any case.
“please raise your hand when mom names your options”. We all nodded in understanding.
“ who among you still want arhan to be class president?”. As soon as I saw her and Rosa raise their hands, I followed. Only the three of us chose arhan, arhan would definitely not win if only by three votes.
“dia shot him how?”. I whispered.
“yaa so, I am also rich ga aware, suddenly already so aja”. She smiled shyly.
“lah kok can yaa”. My mind asked.
“oke, because many choose Andra means Andra will be the chairman of the class”. I looked at Andra, she just kept quiet.
You still remember Andra right?, he drove me and Ayra after futsal. As far as I know, he was very quiet. He really did not realize his existence all this time, he exists but feels dead. That's how he is.
He doesn't hang out with classmates. If only he was hanging out with classmates, such his existence did not feel too mortal.
With his handsome face according to most women, it is no wonder why he was elected as class president.
Ms. Mita has come out because the election is over. From the election, Andra was appointed as class president, arhan as vice chairman, riza and sinta as treasurer and secretary. Riza and Sinta are from the gang next door, the velly gang.
Actually we are friends with all just the circle next door who broke away and called gangs in our friendship.
“na!”. Call dea. Dea approached me.
Dea is a smart woman, she holds the third rank in the class. For two semesters, the position was never changed by anyone else.
The second rank is held by the cania and the first rank is in the hands of arhan.
“hmm?”. I pulled the empty chair next to me.
“you want to join the art race ga?”. Dea sat down in the chair I was prepared for.
“follow na, right again nyari kesibukan”. Connect aca.
“iya naa, let ga sad continue”. Rosa answered too.
“where?”. Ask dea.
“race from school but I don't know where there's a race where. Ntar you I'm accompanied”.
“real?”
“iyaaa”
“can-can, but you promise to accompany me?”.
“iyaaaaa”. Dea convinced me.
“ya I've been there first yaa”.
“iyaa, thanks yaa”. Dea smiled and passed away. I'm happy, hopefully with my busy life I can forget someone I really want to forget.