AISHA
(00) AISHA

New school year. This year for the first time I set foot on a high school bench all-white ash clothing I liked it. I get along with a lot of people here and also different beliefs and gender because before I went to school in madrasah I really like madrasahs but I want to also feel this national school.

Thank God Dad agreed to it. Even though this is for the first time in our family.

"Dad! the hunt!!!" That beautiful Osis sister called me. Today all the new students carry out Mos (student orientation period) I've seen on tv there are many elements offending the seniors enslaving the juniors and they have to follow it if they will not receive more punishment bad again. The act of revenge because they were also treated the same.

"You!!!" This sister's name is Angel obviously in her name tag. "That wrapped around your head is open!!!" The deg!

"my hijab?"

"It's hunting!!! don't be pretentious, don't be a goddamn pretender!!"

chirps.

"Aisha did not want to release Aisha's hijab."

"Dare to fight! AYE!"

"it is a symbol that Aisha the apostle of Allah,"

"Ba to the cot BACOT! If you don't want to let me go!"

"Aisyah will not let her brother touch a thread from this hijab.

Aisyah had already worn it from the age of 5 only Aisyah could touch it."

"BODOAMAT!"

He approached with a naughty smile. "Angel!" Another senior called out to Sister Angel. Iqbal's his name. I didn't dare look him in the eye because I had to keep my eyes on him.

"Lo join the others there!" The iqbal. I'm relieved that he released me from Sister Angel.

"Thank you, excuse me"

Aisyah quickly leaves Iqbal with Angel and joins her other colleagues.

"Lo why the hell is bela chick!"

"Why did Lo also tell him to open the hijab? You're crazy, right.?!"

"Other Islamic girls are also many who open their hijab just relax anyway."

"That's them, he's different! We can have different beliefs with them but we have to respect them Ngel, ngak kayak earlier." Iqbal left Angel. Obviously Angel was upset with Iqra who defended Aisyah.

I walked over to some students who were cleaning the school garden. I'm so relieved in my heart I thank senior Iqbal. It turns out not all of them are the same.

At 11:15 We were all told to gather under the scorching afternoon sun. It's very hot

"Hot... Squeak.." the great-granddaughter next to me she looks pale.

"Windi, your face is pale."

"really? And how do you know my name.??"

"From the cardboard your name.."

"ohhaha.. Hot, I'm not strong"

"ADEK ADEK ALL... HOT HUH???"

"HOT SENIOR!"

"HAHAHAHA RASAIN!!!"

Astagfirullahal.

"YOU THINK WE'RE KASIAN?? NO!

JUST SO YOU KNOW YES. WE USED TO BE WORSE THAN THIS. YOUR MOS TODAY HASN'T BEEN MUCH"

it turns out that this is an act of revenge. Those who used to be in our position felt they did not accept and avenge it on us. Until when will this action continue like this.

"STILL SPIRIT!"

"spirit, passion,

tired, tired,

hotter..

thirsty"

"WHO COMPLAINS AHEAD!!!! OR I'LL PULL YOU HERE!"

BRUK!

a student collapsed in the line. The other student helped his fainted friend to shelter in the school corridor.

"LET HER BE THERE! YOU TWO GO BACK TO THE LINE!" senior Angel.

"YOU THINK I'LL SEE YOUR PARTNER PASS OUT!?? NOT IF ANYONE FAINTS AGAIN DON'T EXPECT YOU GUYS TO SHADE."

This isn't right. This is not mos but torture revenge action.they stand under the roof while we are under the hot sun.

at 11.56 Adzan Zuhur also reverberated. They're still chirping up ahead of there. Aisha raised her hand.

"THE ONE WITH THE HANDS AHEAD!"

Aisyah ventured to advance.

"WHY RAISE YOUR HANDS? I'M NOT TELLING YOU TO RAISE YOUR HAND" Senior VirA

"WOY ANJ*NG ANSWER" Angel.

"Anj*ng?"

"HE. WHWHAT? NOT ACCEPTING LO?? HAHA."

"MY MOTHER WHO RISKED HER LIFE TO GIVE BIRTH TO ME NEVER SAID THE SLIGHTEST RUDE TO ME

AND MY PROTECTIVE FATHER GUARDING ME FROM MY BIRTH ALSO NEVER SCOLDED ME.

WHILE YOU WHO ARE ONLY SENIOR SHOULD SAY RUDE. SORRY I DIDN'T ACCEPT BEING TREATED LIKE THIS.

WE WENT TO THIS SCHOOL TO LEARN NOT TO BE SLAVES. WE PAY SCHOOL! NOT FREE RIDES.

THE ORIENTATION PERIOD OF STUDENTS AIMS TO RECOGNIZE THE SCHOOL ENVIRONMENT ON US NOT TO SPREAD REVENGE. WHERE IS YOUR CONSCIENCE?

I RAISE MY HAND. JUST EXCUSE ME FOR PRAYING ZUHUR. BECAUSE I APPRECIATE YOU. EXCUSE ME."

Aisyah cried, her chest tight. Because this is the first time there are people who dare to say harsh words to him.

She wiped her tears with her wrists because her palms were dirty.

"YOU THINK EVERYONE'S THE SAME AS YOU??

YOU THINK EVERYONE LIVES HAPPILY LIKE LO??" The other senior calmed Angel down. Angel is really emotional.

All juniors disperse choosing shelter and also participate in prayer at the school mosque. Windi smiled looking at Aisyah.

"Angels. Lo why the hell?" Iqbal again scolded Angel.

"Lo is why Bal. You know I hate a spoiled kid like him."

"When do you like this ha?"

"Until I'm satisfied. I'll torture them until they bow to me."

They customize Zuhur prayer congregation. Some senior men also attended the prayer.

It felt relieved, After the sunah prayer I walked back to the school corridor. Others were seen resting in the canteen filling their starving bellies.

"Duh, my mag relapsed..."

"It's so cruel to them."

"What time are we going home?"

"don't know, maybe we'll be here until late afternoon"

Everyone seems worried.

"Aisha, are you having breakfast?" Windi came with his provisions

"he's waiting for this."

"I'm waiting for you there.."

"Yes"

"Hi, I'm Kevin."

"Hi, Ayesha." They just mentioned the name of not shaking hands. "Thank you mbak.

I go first" Aisyah sat down near Windi.

Windi also wore a hijab the same thing as me. My first friend at school.

"Aisha... I thank you very much..."

"Thank you for that?"

"Forck...

Guys.. It's Aisyah. He who has helped us from the seniors earlier.if there is no Aisyah not necessarily we can rest and enjoy lunch. Don't you?".

"La. Aisyah I thank you if you say there you could be my Acute Mag huddled and entered the hospital."

"Thank you asiyah..."

"You don't have to thank me. We are brothers, brother,

Brothers should help each other."

I'm so glad their faces are back on, beaming,

"I can join, right? Introduce me stevani.You can call me Vani. I'm from Bali, I'm hindu"

"Hai Vani. glad to know you" Windi.

"I'm Ayesha"

"You're the wonder woman. Our forces have kidnapped you by that name"

"Haha... I'm flattered. Better not be uncomfortable." Aisyah said frankly.

A few minutes later. The loud decitan of the microphone instantly broke the hearts of all juniors.

"ALL JUNIORS ARE BACK IN SPACIOUSNESS! NOW!"

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