Uta & Alber [EN]
1. Insecure

POV Author

Dertt.. dertt... deertt.

“Hoaamm... still sleepy” he said with his eyes closed as if the eyes had glue. Slowly he stood up after collecting his life, then walked to the front of the mirror.

Uta .. You must be happy, no insecure. You can be Uta.. spirit..*Uta.

Staring at himself in the mirror, this cute woman has a bright yellow skin color, typical of Indonesian women. A pair of beautiful eyes are dark brown, with pliable eyelashes and ideal eyebrows, not thin but also not too thick, and not too thick, enough to still look good even without thickened using eyebrow pencil like most girls.

There is a small nose slightly pointed, thin lips pink and two sides of the cheeks that chubby adorn his face. In addition, long thick black hair passes through the shoulders, but not until the waist is always beautiful.

One thing that makes it always viewed less by the surrounding, namely because of the body is quite fat. A scourge that always haunts most women.

Satisfied to gather full awareness, then he rushed to go to the bath and get ready after performing the morning ritual. Breakfast with Mamah and her sister.

At the dining table there are 4 - 5 menus that are served and appetizing. The Mother who is good at cooking, plus she has a small catering business, making this house never lack of delicious food.

This also makes it very difficult for Uta to lose weight. Several times the girl tried the diet by reducing the portion of calorie restriction eating, but always failed miserably.

About 10 minutes each plate is clean. Uta must immediately go to school, if she does not want to be late for the ceremony and get punished.

“Mah Uta leaving now yes Mah.” As fast as lightning the most blessed hand in the world to kiss the hand. Not to forget one kiss on his mother's cheek that already looks a little wrinkled.

“Nobody lives, right Ta? And you go on up what? The motorbike of Mamah is still being worked on by Ta.” Lengthy times wide advice Mamah Celine aka ‘Mother Ratu’ reminded her first child.

“Safe mah. It's yah mah, it's brother ojol already in front of the house. Hunting departs Tam.” Uta said, to the mother and Tama's sister.

“Bye mah's. Love you to the moon, muechhh..!!!” Hurriedly walking towards the motor brother ojol.

“Neng her helmet neng.” Said bang ojol handing over the helmet to Uta.

“Eh yes bang, make bang.” Put on that head guard. One of the things that must be used by anyone, when driving on a motorcycle. Not for whom, but for your own safety.

"So, don't you have a habit, don't take off." Oceh Queen mother on the youngest Tama.

"If not, then not Uta Mah." Answer Tama casually.

"Depart mah, assalamuaikum". He kissed the hand of the woman who gave birth to him.

Tama is not as hunted as her brother, because the school is not far from home. Just 15 minutes to get there, there is also a school bus facility that will transport Tama and other children to the school area.

...__________ Z ____________...

Motor om ojol drove to SMA ZERO-01 or commonly abbreviated as Z1, where Uta attended school. Z1 is one of the bona fide schools in this metropolis. Students graduating from Junior High School flocked to be able to enter there.

Not only because the facilities are very complete and sophisticated, but also because the quality of teachers who are not canned, making Z1 a prima donna for anyone to get high school education.

In addition, Z1 is also much targeted by intelligent students who are less able, because it provides a quota of 10 percent of total student admissions for students who are less able, because it provides a quota of 10 percent of total student enrollment for students who are less able, on condition that it must meet the standard value that Z1 determines.

Uta is one of them, he is one of the recipients of scholarships that are not able at the school, which in fact meets the requirements of the standard threshold Z1. In other words, Z1 only receives superior seeds to be able to compete, with other students who enter through ordinary paths.

Monday as usual all students attend the flag ceremony. Inevitably Uta had to leave early, because every Monday a flag ceremony was held, plus the Queen Mother could not take him because their motorbike was still being mocked, making Uta have to rush to leave, plus the Queen Mother could not drive him because their motorbike was still being mocked, making Uta have to rush to leave, if you don't want to be late because the gate is closed. Not felt from far away the school gate has begun to be seen.

“Bang stop ahead aja bang, makasi ya bang.” His ink on bang ojol. Ojol's brother swiftly pulled over his motorbike with a heart.

Uta down in the Z1 multipurpose building that is right in front of his school, because the building can be used by the public for various events, so it is not united with the school building.

After returning the helmet owned by bang ojol and paying the fare, Uta also walked to the toilet next to the multipurpose building there. Ensuring it looks neat, because at the school gate Mr. Akbar will check the neatness and completeness of school attributes.

“OH MY GOD, Utaa your tieiii. My death, Mr. Akbar where stand by again raided. Duh Uta habits deh, pake forget everything.” Komat kamit gerrutu front glass toilet. The frantic face began to pale slowly, how not, Mr. Akbar was not afraid to punish students who were not disciplined in time or incomplete attributes. No matter girl boy, young old, bright or dull skin, brushed all by her.

With a giant step he went out of the toilet to go to the school building. I've been thinking about the ceremony this morning. Just going out the gate of the multipurpose building, seen at the gate Pak Akbar is punishing some schoolgirls with squat jumps, while other male students push up and run the field a few rounds.

“Latest my history!! Lo emang pinter Ta, tie pack lo stay.. Wow good job .. Wonderful.” He said while hiding in between the gates of the multipurpose building while peeking at the school gate.

“Lo again cork?” I heard a question from someone.

Connect .........

...__________ Z ____________...

Hey guys, thanks for reading this novel. The first work of ZEROIND is here for you. I hope you are entertained and enjoy reading this book.

Greetings.

😀