
“Assalamuaikum, warah matullahi! Wr. Wb”. Greet the headmaster and all the students answered compactly.
“Well, my children. Our school is known for the extraordinary level of achievement in this city. We as teachers, should be proud of you”. He and all the students applauded.
“But,... for the achievement we achieved! What makes our school top, what power if our morals are like wasted rotten garbage!”. He continued to make the expression of all students change.
“Father speak fluently!”. Said one student upset. Devan and his friend understood what the principal meant.
“God's sons!… what's the point of us doing it! But our morals are like shit like this! Stealing, even bullying your own friends!….. one of them is a student of class 2-A named Angga Fattrul Izan!…”.
“Laaaaah... trouble him again!”. Grunts one of the students who is in class with Devan named Rio. Devan and his friend stared intently at him.
“What do you think you guys are great huh! All smart! All great! But what's the point if you guys are like this…. We are all the same... even Angga..”. He continued. All the students secretly mocked. The headmaster immediately gave guidance to behave well towards Angga, even though all the students were tired of hearing it.
“And.. I hope for all of you, please go to his house to apologize to him immediately…. Just get here only. assalamuaikum warahmatullahi wr wb”. He and all the disciples answered somewhat irritatedly. Because according to them, among the thousands of students in their school, only Angga is always defended. So, when they disperse, they repeat.
“Halah... gitu doang.. I'd rather change schools than apologize to the boy”.
“Bener lo... so good that son of a bitch is defended every day…. Hate me so much!”.
And various other rude and painful things they said, Devan who heard just let out an annoyed breath and growled his fist.
“Dev, be patient. Let's just them”. Said Jian.
“Huh!… if I can't wait to finish first then anak”. Devan said annoyed. Then Sidiq and Ray approached them.
“Devan”. Call Ray.
“Oh. Morning”. Devan answered politely to greet him and was followed by some of his friends.
“How are your conditions. Ask Sidiq.
“Alhamdulillah well.. keep sister how”. Devan replied while treating Ray's condition which was roomin He was also a victim of calamity in the toilet.
“Haha.
“Oh... thank goodness.. mmm Angga? Hows it? He ngak sekolus”. Ask Sidiq.
“Nak brother..”.
“Hei! Bagas!… already tobat”. Call Ray who saw the thugs retire among them.
“Haha.. yes kak”.
“Hem... great... So there are friends who support Devan”. Ray.
“ oh yes I heard from Mr. Ridwan that Angga last night..”. Ask Sidiq.
“Ya..”.
“Udahlah Diq.. mending ngak need to be discussed. Oh yes.. later there will be an OSIS meeting, so you do not need to join the meeting OK.. rest first”. Said Ray who didn't want to discuss what happened last night.
“Oh. Thank you kak”.
“Hehehe... yaudah. You guys hurry up to the class, will you repeat”. Sidiq.
“Good kak”.
They also went to class. Among them, no one started the conversation, including Bagas. They could only see the lethargic face of worried Devan.
“Mmm.. Dev”. Said Sarah.
“Ha?”.
“Don't be sad so dong.. smile lah”.
“Ya loh... if often moody then later wrinkles loh”. Jesika answered that made her friend laugh.
Actually, they want to know what happened last night to Angga. But, because Devan's circumstances are not supportive, they can only wait for him.
“Hei Devan.. you three are OSIS, 2 OSIS brothers were familiar with you”. Ask Bagas.
“Ya... others do not support because, hate with Angga..”. Devan answered a little bit of revenge.
“Ooo... let.. later also kapok own”. Dito.
They also arrived at the school, Mr. Ridwan has entered and is distributing paper replicas.
“Eh. Earlier... called by OSIS bentar”. Devan said as he greeted his jest.
“Oh, nothing. Napa school, has improved”. Ask Mr. Ridwan.
“Yes sir... alhamdulillah”.
“Sgratitude... yaudah.. all sit down and immediately work on the repetition of each”. He and his students obey.
Devan, sitting alone, is noticed by his friend. They can feel the lonely feeling of Devan. Devan can only imagine his past when Angga and Dilan are still by his side, he is often pranked and bullied by Dilan, who is also a, and the behavior of He and Dilan who often asked for answers and the handyman asked Angga, either during a repetition, test, or was working on ordinary problems.
But, it was only a shadow of the memories left. It feels empty this time. Mr. Ridwan who saw the situation Devan immediately observed.
“Devan”. Call Mr. Ridwan and Devan turns his head.
“Spirit!… ”. Said Mr. Ridwan, Devan replied with a small smile. All the more annoyed students saw it as though they wanted to kill the 3 friends.
Unsatisfied, Bagas and three of his men sat beside him. Bagas sat beside Devan, Dito sat behind where Devan sat and Raki sat next to him.
“What sih”. Devan said as he turned his head and put away his replay paper.
“Quiet...~~~~ I don't cheat. Want to sit down doang.
”Serah“.
”Bagas... don't cheat!“. Resolutely Mr. Ridwan.
”Sip sir! Always amanah“. Devan answered with a thumbs up. His other friend just laughed and shook his head.
A few minutes later. The Bagas seems difficult to answer about, now is the time for him to act.
”Mmm... Dev!“. Call Bagas.
”Emm“. Devan answered with eyes focused on the matter.
”Udah what number“.
”Number 26, napa“.
”Wiiih... pinter really lo!… mmmm may request one, answer number 15 ngak... hehehe!!“. Bagas. The disturbed Devan immediately looked at him annoyedly.
”What.... want number 15!??“. Devan said with a fake smile. Bagas now knew the bad effects of asking him for answers…. And…
THE TRUCK!!!
”AUAAAWWWWWW. Shouted Bagas in pain whose leg was stepped on. Which made all eyes turn to them.
”A A A AW AAAAA. Bagas and Devan let go.
”Heh! Rasain“'s. Devan said gladly.
”Heh!… fiercely!“.
”MAU AGAIN!!“. Devan Emphatically.
”Eh Uh Eh.. ngak-ngak“. Answer Bagas. All his friends were laughing and laughing.