Althar In Neo Games
chapter 01: New school introductions

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Thursday, 15 July 2010.

Today is my first day to go to Kindergarten School in Indonesia. It felt so nervous that my heart would explode!.

I hope no one recognizes me here.

Yes .. I hope so.

I will introduce myself first, my name is Lee Jisoo. I was born in 2005. Why am I still TK? because I'm going back a year. It should have been TK class B now but because I am a transfer student in this country so inevitably already accept it.

"Where is Lian school? he said he also went to the indo." I said in my heart

Actually the reason I joined this recommendation program was to meet Lian. I was thinking, why would I go to people's country, if in my own country there are also many Kindergarten schools.

Wanting to step into the gate, I accidentally hit the boy and his mother who were in front of the big black gate.

How'this? Will they be angry with me?

"I'm sorry ma'am... My son accidentally hit you" said my mother —kim after his name.

"Ah .. sorry ..." I looked down and apologized.

The boy who was named "Jevano Choi" had a flat expression, "Yes. I'm okay"

Thank God he doesn't blame this. When viewed from the way she dresses, she is like a mother child!.

"Yes gapapa ma'am. Come, we go first." Jevan's mother said with a friendly smile to us.

"You're the way to look around dong, So." said the mama while nagging me, ah I've guessed mama will certainly nag me whatever it is.

Sometimes I think, why don't you love me and not be gentle with me like other mama?

It's been a long time since I was in South Korea, when I was 3 years old my mom never paid attention to me. Besides my mom, I was busy too. In the end, I was just entrusted to my nanny's aunt from the baby's name was Kak Nurul.

It sucks, so I became wayward and transferred to Indonesia precisely in Althar school. The school recommended by my old school in South Korea. At first mom and dad did not agree we moved to Indonesia, but because I asked them first to go to school here. Just because at that time Iian posted something that he was in Indonesia and also because of a problem while in old school.

My eyes examined every room in this school, "Where is A2 class ?."

"Mama, Papa let's go there it's A2 class" I said and took my parents' hands to go to class.

"At the front here, let's look at the teacher" said papa while pointing me to the front desk close to the teacher's desk, then I nodded in understanding.

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"Mama, I want to sit here, okay?."

"Don't dava, it's too corner later you're short of breath." said a beautiful and young middle-aged woman to a boy just like her.

"Oh ... All right, Ma."

"Lho Mamaa look, it's a shiny black kid who smells like oranges when we take the card, right?!" exclaimed the clear white girl with unraveled hair, the Kim Hana.

"Just take care of your own business. I'm sorry my son, Mom. Excuse me." said her mother hana.

"Yes. It's okay, ma'am" said her mama dava while smiling kindly — Song Hyeonie her name.

"Ma, my teacher, why did it come so long? It's past 7 and a half"

"Please Barred, maybe they're on the road again?" said the middle-aged Korean-American woman, Kim Soyoung, Barred's mother

"Son, Papa wait outside the classroom. Bobby's here" said bobby's father, who was at the end of the door after dropping off his son.

"Well Pah!."

"Mama, Jisoo is scared" said jisoo after coming out of the classroom and running to hug her mother who was outside the classroom with her father.

"Fear why?." asked the mother in wonder

"There he is." I replied.

"Ohh aja. You're the first one to start fitting in there."

"Hm."

Shortly after that, their teacher came to the class. A man who looked young, dignified, and cool. Is he a teacher of TK?.

"Hello, good morning brothers!" he echoed in this cramped classroom.

"Good morning!." we said.

the guy's hair is pomade, tall, white like a Korean wait—is he from Korea? Then her gentle voice greeted us all with a warm greeting, not forgetting her sweet smile.

Mothers who deliver their children to wait in front of the class also get a fresh morning intake. Unaware they were married. It was like seeing a cogan in real life.

the man after putting his bag and file on the table. Then he stood in front of the blackboard while looking around the disciples and guardians who were now staring at him all. The nervousness from earlier that he was afraid of instantly disappeared and was converted to self-confidence.

"Alright, I will introduce myself first well .. My name is Kim Doyoung. Don't call me 'sir' 'cause I'm still young hehe. I was born in 1989 just call me 'kak' understand?."

His clear voice and his carefree manner, did not forget the friendly smile. His heart warmed when he saw his disciple's son who greeted him with a smile on their little faces.

"Understanding brother doyoung ~"

"Makeup!."

Kim Doyoung's. His name is good, it turns out that he is indeed a Korean who teaches at this Kindergarten.

"Come now introduce yourself yuk, who used to want to go forward?!" exclaimed brother doyoung excitedly.

"I'm sis!!" said the boy whose skin was slightly shiny black who was sitting at the end near the door.

"May you know yourself in the first place, your name and your nationality."

The boy walked to the front of the blackboard with great confidence and with a bright smile.

"Haii, my name is Song Davaldo. I'm native to Indonesia but my parents are pure Korean. Greetings ~ thank you."

"Wahh dava a friendly boy huh, thank you dava!."

"Same-sama!."

"Next who else will?" said brother doyoung.

"I'm brother" I said, then stood up from the seat and advanced forward.

Relax ... Can't be nervous Jisoo!

"Hi, my name is Lee Jisoo from South Korea. Please help, brother, thank you." I said, smiling shyly I lowered my head as I had taught you to introduce myself.

"Well you're a sweet boy, thank you Jisoo"

"Next who–" kak doyoung's speech was cut off when the noise from outside the classroom.

I haven't been able to sit down to my place yet, I was suddenly startled by her arrival!.

The bustling sound from outside the classroom also invites the attention of the doyoung to see as well.

"Definitely my disciple." Inner brother doyoung

My mother's voice was clearly heard by me even though I was sitting at the end.

"That's right?!-"

"Well? that's the Chinese actor!."

"I'm surprised, but why did he get into school here?"

"Don't-don't–"

"Excuse me, sir .. sorry we're late" the middle-aged man in a dark green suit told Mr. Doyoung, who was at the door.

"Oh yeah. Gapapa, sir." said brother doyoung kindly.

"Let's go in, Dik." take brother doyoung to the handsome boy.

"Sik, you're sitting on the bench next to that empty dava huh" he said

"Yes." Yeah."

"Jisoo ain't no dream?!." My mind was screaming hysterically.

It feels like a dream to meet an idol you like in real life and apparently he's in class with you!.

"Jisoo, why are you still standing? let's sit down."

brother doyoung scattered my daydreams to him. Turns out that boy went to school with me? still hard to believe. Why did he go to school here? right, the school he said is for special needs children who have problems?.

Lian walked towards her desk beside the dava. He was a little uncomfortable with the existence of Java because he saw himself while smiling strangely like a pervert for him.

"Haii😁 whose name are you?" said Dava, holding out his shiny black hand that orange smell.

"??🤨"

"What the hell? make it uncomfortable just smile so smile so." ketusus new child.

The face of the dava immediately looks sad to undo the intention of his empty handshake that is not shaking back is even considered disturbing.

Lian pulled the bench and the table a little away from the davas. Then he walked towards bi liyin aka his nanny's aunt who came along as well. He asked for a wet tissue and began wiping his dirty dusty table.

The dirty wet wipes, he threw them on the dava table. Until the owner of the table felt offended and took words of pearl out of his mouth.

"Damn it." aspersons dava.

"Hey Dava, you can't talk rudely, son!" his father shouted in the window near where his son was sitting.

Sis doyoung felt the unpleasant atmosphere that was happening so he continued the introductory session again.

"Well because the sister just arrived, let's repeat from the beginning yes" said brother doyoung.

"Include your sister's name, Kim Doyoung. Greetings to know your brothers." He started by reintroducing himself.

"Well because brother already, who wants to start–"

"I'm just my sister." sidelines me, unconsciously volunteered.

I repeated my introduction while enduring the embarrassment that there was a lian looking ahead. It didn't take long, I finished it.

"Thank you Jisoo, who else is yuk?"

"I am sis!." said Dava without hesitation and confidence again.

When the new dava was about to stand up and step, the foot of the lian stumbles across the leg of the dava until it falls to the floor. Everyone must be surprised. Both of his parents were Dava.

"Ow ... God protect her, may her 'make up' not fade." her inner mama dava who had been watching from the classroom window.

"It's not my son's oath." said his papa dava because he felt ashamed and ended up beaten by his mother.

Dava tears almost came out because his elbow was hit by the leg of the table, it felt like he was electrocuted.

Dava slowly got up from the floor, then he quickly grabbed onto Lian's collar.

"Fucking woy." screeched

"What do you mean, huh?!" he said.

Surprised by his parents, so did I. Sis doyoung closed his mouth because he was surprised there was a child who could say rudely like an adult.

"What🤨?." said Lian, raising her eyebrows next to her.

"You right? earlier who stumbled on my leg?." accuse dava, because he felt sure it was Lian who made him fall down.

"No." replied the new boy, throwing his face away.

"Basic cont*#+$+$(!."

Then, one punch from the dava managed to land on his smooth cheek lian.

Everyone was more surprised, let alone the guardians of the disciples who witnessed the quarrel between the two little children.

When Lian was about to return the dava blow, she swiftly prevented it. "Ga can."

"You can't fight like this, you're a classmate"

"Let's quickly apologize to each other huh. Dava's sorry and you, dik's sorry also to the dava." pinta kak doyoung, while taking both small hands to shake hands.

They finally shook hands even though the two were throwing their faces away.

Doyoung continued the introductory session to other friends. It's been some students who advanced, now it's time.

"Come on, introduce yourself. Let brother know your name." said brother doyoung.

"Hello, my name is Lian Zhou Shue from China. Thank you ~ "

Lian said that with a decent volume, until the guardian of the student who heard her less heard her name because between her name was too difficult and not heard.

"Who? Whose name was that? my son fans." said a handsome middle-aged man with a dimple on his cheek — Lee Sungki, his papa jisoo.

"Lian zhou shue" he said once again.

"Don't you? zho-zhuu-zhaa-what's his name, son? very difficult .." said one of the guardians there confused, there are still those who can not spell his name that difficult, he is the father of barred, Kim Donggu.

"Isn't her name zhoshua?" said mama jisoo.

"hufts ... MY NAME IS LIAN ZHOU SHUE." - He said, the alias is linked.

Both of his parents lian felt bad for the teacher and also the guardian of the students here, papa lian then appeared from behind the door.

"The name is putro yah." said Ryan— papa lian.

"Ohh so your name is putro. Sisters so the name of greeting this brother putro yes ~ "

Lian felt annoyed, why didn't everyone understand? his name is very simple. Just saying 'lian' is what's hard.

"MY NAME IS LIAN AND NOT PUTRO. WHAT IS PUTRO? HIS NAME IS SO UGLY!." - STRANGLE.

His parents were silent, and so were the people there. The atmosphere is getting more unpleasant.

"Putro, you can't be like that in front of your friends and teachers" he said.

"All this is also because of you!." insisted Lian, staring cynically at her papa.

"Putro you're not polite with your papa, son!" said his mother, who could not stand the attitude of her son.

"Isn't Papa me???" he said again.

"Yes already. For Putro-eh Lian can sit down right now." said brother doyoung gently, because the atmosphere is not good where maybe he will be rude as well.

When Lian walked back to the seat, she passed the jisoo sitting in front. Then Lian accidentally poked the pigtail jisoo at a glance because she felt anxious with the little girl.

"Woy my son!." cried lee unbendingly.

"What are you doing, huh?" he continued.

"Putro can't be ignorant with his friend, son .." said ryan.

"What the hell??" cynical lian.

"Now who else wants to go forward?!" said brother doyoung while excited as at the beginning.

"I sis .." said the boy short and his hair thin almost like bald. He stood up from his place, suddenly Lian slipped.

"That's short you're bald."

Barred's legs instantly felt limp, unable to stand up to walk forward. Because barred prayed not to deal with this child named lian or putro. But his prayer was not answered.

Dava then avenged lian's nyinyiran. "What the hell you sook iye so much."

Lian seemed to ignore the dava let alone barred. He stared at the child he had been eating his pigtail.

"He ... Why see me that way?" inner jisoo.

"Oh .. But yes, my son is short. Barred's spirit!! papa is here, son!." exclaimed kim donggu, who encouraged his son.

"Yuk come forward here, Barred." said brother doyoung, extending his hand to the American boy.

"All right, let's introduce my name to Barred Bastian from the United States. Greetings, Thank you"

"Sister" he said, then brother doyoung nodded and let barred sit back and applauded.

"Barred's son well well, thank you 🤗"

"That's my son hahahaha." exclaimed kim donggu

"Funny is your son too" said song jeongki, applauding.

"Gayak next to my son." he said.

"Hush don't say that, let's mom." said kim donggu, smiling awkwardly at his mother and looking at the two of them.

"I think the boy just moved it. Very problematic." said song jeongki suddenly approached brother doyoung and said like that with courage.

"What do you mean, sir?" asked the astonished Sis doyoung.

"I'm afraid that my son will be treated like that" replied song jeongki.

"Yes, just move to the next class" said Lee Sungki, who felt uncomfortable and restless if his son would be bullied.

"Again-agree anyway." said the others added.

"Where, Brother Doyoung?" said song jeongki.

Sis doyoung was stunned to see the guardians of students who fret like this to one of his students. Did they not care about the feelings of the old man and his lian? it's very cruel for brother doyoung. He believes that this child named lian or putro will gradually become the child his parents hoped for. They can't discriminate like this!.

He must find a way so that lian does not move to A1 class, because later his students will be reduced and there will be mostly.

"Waduh .. try to check first yes to the next class whether there is still an empty bench or not. Calm down, students."

Sis doyoung went to the next class, which is her class best friend — Lee Taeyong. He teaches in A1.

After that, brother doyoung returned to his class after compromising with brother taeyong.

"There just so happens to be. Lian if you are not comfortable there, you can go back to class A2. Later brother waitin." said brother doyoung to lian carefully so as not to hurt the feelings of the boy.

To be honest, brother doyoung feels bad about Lian and her family. Ian was his student. How could a teacher act so unfairly.

"May Lian not hate .. it should be 15:15 but ah. May Lian be less sreg there." Inner brother doyoung

Sis doyoung and Lian and her family went to A1 class and then emerged from behind the door, there was a handsome older brother who was as tall as his homeroom teacher.

"This is Lian, right? welcome Lian, please come in." sak taeyong said kindly.

"After Jevan's bench, there is an empty bench, Lian." said Taeyong again.

Lian looked at the bench and the table he was going to sit on. So dirty and worn like breaking. He doesn't want to sit there. Then suddenly told Jevan to move out of his seat.

"???" Jevano choi — Australian boy was silent and frowned. What does it mean that this child in front of him suddenly asked him to stand up and move.

"Move, there!." pinta lian.

"You people? What the heck?!." looked at jevan, towards the lian who was now staring at him.

"I said move, get out there!" said Lian.

"What are you?! Coming has made a troublemaker." ketus son surnamed choi.

"It's my place, and I don't want to." jevan asserted, stressing his words.

"Oh, nih!." Lian spent a sum of hundreds of red money for jevan to move from there.

Jevan frowned and got angry. He felt his pride hurt. He suddenly remembered a friend in his Aussie whom he had treated this way as well. It felt like dejavu, jevan shook his head quickly forgetting about it.

"Nih, take me also have!." yelled jevan again, while pulling a sum of hundreds to there are Australian dollars from the pocket of his jacket.

Lian forced the bench until jevan jolted slightly. Feeling upset, the small stool was recaptured. Whether to get the energy from where the child was, he threw the bench until it split in two.

Brother taeyong and brother doyoung gulp saliva. Looking at the small and small child in front of them is very strong energy.

"Geez, Jevan, you can't break the school, son!." said Jessica Lee — Her mom entered the A1 class and then prevented Jevan from hitting the face of the child in front of her.

"Ga can do that, Van .." - Look at her mom.

"Once she's gone, she's fuckin! just came too!" said Jevan, pointing at Lian's face.

Then he apologized to taeyong, Jevan, and his mother. And immediately invited Lian to return to her class, A2.

"Although they have to break one bench, but I'm grateful Lian — will remain my disciple." Inner brother doyoung. The line at the corner of his lips lifted up, smiling triumphantly.

Arriving at the class, the student guardian who had been koar-koar told Lian to move, was amazed why this child was back again.

"Sister, why did the boy move here again?" asked song jeongki in surprise.

"From now on, Lian Zhou Shue is your classmate huh today." Said brother doyoung, while emphasizing his pronunciation to everyone who was there. Sis doyoung. His gaze did not waver, his hand was holding onto Lian's shoulder so that the child did not feel alone.

Sis doyoung.

"For student guardians ..it would be better, if the children are left alone for them to adapt. Later after returning home from school new picked up back 2️🤗." said kak doyoung to all guardians of students who wait for his son. He uttered it in a polite tone so as not to be impressed to drive away.

But still some feel offended.

"Later my son was asked again the same one, Brother"

"Can you take care of my son, brother?."

"Please leave my child, brother."

"Please if my child is bullied immediately tell ya, brother."

Doyoung kept smiling, her smile never faded. He responded to everything by remaining calm.

"Yes Ladies and Gentlemen. Leave the children to me and the teachers here. We will take care and educate them to become 'people' when they grow up later😊." said brother doyoung kindly and reassured them.

09.30 AM

Hours of rest on the first day. I wonder about this school. But I have no friends I can talk to. To be honest, I'm not very fluent in Indonesian. I chose to read only the story books in class.

I saw a black kid —I mean dava his name. It looks the same as Ian. I even look at him like a bully. He's even now approaching the American boy. Once he is, he will definitely want to be in the money.

"Eh his name, Barred right?" said Dava, he approached his table barred in front of his table.

"Dad."

"There's a cafeteria?." asked barred.

"How come, the time of registration is the same day of the test did you not go around this school?" added Dava.

"Gga, I'm scared. School is scary." he replied.

"That's it. .. If so let's go to the cafeteria." take the dava with a smile.

"Come!."

Wow ... I was wrong. He seems nice, sweet boy anyway. I'm sorry, dava.

I saw Hana who was looking for someone she could talk to. Oh ... I envy him, who if he has no friends then he will try to get it. But look at you, Jisoo? no effort at all to approach anyone.

"Who are you talking to?." murmured the boy. He glanced at me, then back.

"What are you talking about?" asked Hana, to the children gathered behind my desk.

To be exact, behind my desk is Vania. There are bobby, selly, vania, and davin.

"Oh, we're talking random. Davin is exciting, he has a topic" said Selly, a bright brown unraveler from Canada.

"Think of it, Jisoo is quiet?" said Hana, whispering to them.

"Not so eloquent, Han." said Bobby.

"But on the day of the test at that time, I had a chat with bakor, he was silent tuh." sulut hana again.

"Oh, uh Hana what kind of toy are you carrying in your hands?" added davin, who shifted the subject because he felt bad about the jisoo in front.

"Eh? It's Scrabble's name. On tofu right?."

"Yes, can we play?."

"Boleh, yukk!"

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The canteen

"Jinwoo where the hell long." muttered the child with a mane of blonde hair, who was seen looking for his best friend named seo jinwoo.

"Dorr! hi Jevan! hehehe." greet the child who has dimples on his cheeks when smiling.

"Shock me! where are you from?." reply jevan

"To the toilet for a while, yuk said you were laper."

Jinwoo pulled jevan's hand towards the canteen kak keun —si cook /his chef althar. Along the corridors of class B, he researched the contents of each classroom B. Until they finally reached the cafeteria.

Kak keun canteen, the place is very simple. There was a long table that restricted her to the pupils. And the seat of a round chair is black that can rotate. Smoke from delicious and fragrant dishes that spread thoroughly in the canteen area. Making a person's sense of smell will feel hungry.

Jevan glanced at the two children from A2 class who were eating there. Looks ugly but messy. Ah ... They seemed to complement each other apparently, so thought this kid surnamed choi.

"So big brother, Dava would like to add more can?" asked Dava cheerfully in his smile.

"Ih Barred wants dong too!." - timpal barred

"Yes yaah kok hahaha." said kak keun, smiling, featuring sweet cheek dimples.

Jevan just looked at them one by one. Then he looked into the cafeteria with details. Soon his eyes examined from the table, his food, his kitchen, to keun's clothes with aprons that he wore.

"Oil, smoky, unhygienic, and open." lamented jevan, who was heard by kak keun, dava and barred.

They stared at jevan and jinwoo. Jinwoo felt bad for kak keun because of the attitude of Jevan who mocked his canteen.

"Jev .. " whispered jinwoo quietly.

"You're laper, right?" whispered jinwoo again.

"I don't want to eat here!" said Jevan.

"meaning, Deng? this is hygenic, the food here is made with fresh ingredients yes." explained kak keun, while maintaining a friendly smile to this little boy.

"Let's go jinwoo, we get out of here" said Jevan, who pulled jinwoo's hand to leave the canteen he thought was dirty and unhygienic.

"Geez, hopefully given the child's guidance" he said while stroking the chest.

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To be continued.