Arasya | Rays That Ever Lost
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Early in the morning Zhefanya had woken up from her sleep, with half of Zhefanya's uncollected life looking at the hour-go-last then got off her bed taking a towel and rushing to take a bath.
Long enough Zhefanya in the bathroom, I don't know what she's doing in there, but who must be doing the obligatory ritual for women, hehehe.
After finishing with a bath, the next ritual Zhefanya performed in front of the glass is to decorate themselves. Fortunately Zhefanya who has a beautiful face, a face that is coveted by many women, also has good hair, a good body, making other women envious.
Finished with what he did when he arrived at his last Ritual, he sprayed perfume on his body which caused a fragrant smell throughout his room.
Back he saw a faithful clock stuck to the wall showing at half-seven, he immediately went down to the dining table.
"Wah mama cooks a lot" With sparkling eyes Zhefanya sucked the new chicken fish in the fry of his mother.
Her mother cooks a lot today, there are chicken fish, egg rolls, spaghetti and others.
"Honey, it's your first day of school here" Mama throws her smile and starts letting her daughter eat.
"It's delicious" Zhefanya said with her mouth still full of food.
"Be careful to eat it later you choke" warned his mother.
Zhefanya spent the food on her plate, today she left school delivered by her mother because her mother has not hired a driver to shuttle Zhefanya, so while her mother did it.
"A diligent school unfortunately mama" Zhefanya came out of her mother's car parked in front of the school gate.
"Yes ma"
Just a few steps into the school, he has become the center of attention of many students. The cute Zhefanya did not care about them at all.
"Crazy, what a beautiful girl"
"That's a drill girl, school here turns out"
"Our school's the arrival of the angel cuy"
"Eh that's a real girl in our school"
"Such beautiful to her brother"
"My wife"
Such was the sentence of praise for him that was caught by Zhefanya's ear.
Zhefanya continued walking towards the teacher room without caring for all of them, she did not like being the center of attention.
Krieing.kriing...
The school bell has rung makes students who are almost late immediately run to their respective classes.
"Zhefanya Clarisse Gabriella" Zhefanya reflexively looked at the source of the voice.
"Yes ma'am" he answered standing from the waiting chair in front of the teacher's room.
"Let's come with me" Zhefanya nodded at her teacher, she bu Tari her homeroom teacher.
Zhefanya simply nodded and followed the steps of her teacher showing the class she was going to live in.
After passing through several hallways of the class finally arrived they were in front of the class with the words 12 Mipa 3 on the door.
The noise from within suddenly stopped when the dance lady stepped into the classroom with Zhefanya.
"For the children" greet the dance when you arrive in the room.
"Mom's morning" said the students who were in the room.
But the eyes of the students in the class were not on the teacher but on Zhefanya who was beside him.
Zhefanya was a little surprised when she saw a male figure who was not foreign to her, like she had already met him.
"Today our class has a new student, he moved from Jakarta. I hope you don't bother him and you can be good friends" explained the teacher.
"Yes buu" said the students
"If beautiful what the hell is not" serobot one of the men got cheers from his friends. The man was Bara Chairman of The Boys gang, a gang that likes to bully weak children, he was quite handsome but unfortunately had no morals.
"The polite one!" Bu Tari said to warn Bara and simultaneously all students laughed when they saw Bara got angry with Bu Tari.
"You please introduce yourself" He said to the girl next to him, the girl only nodded obediently
"Hi I Zhefanya Clarisse Gabriella, you can call me Zhefanya"
"The name is really long, so it's hard, I call you dear" said Dirta teasing Zhefanya then bertos ria with Bara. But instead greeted with a cynical gaze from Zhefanya.
Bu Tari just sighed deeply to see the behavior of his student son who was so bar bar
"You can sit there" Ms. Tari pointed out the empty back seat, third seat number two from the back.
Zhefanya according to Bu Tari's words and immediately sat in her chair greeted the sweet woman sitting in front of her.
"Eh hi, I'm Zhefanya" Replying to his friend's hand, Zhefanya smiled awkwardly.
They all focused on Bu Tari who started the lesson, but not Bara and his gang they even played games on his mobile phone.
How could they go to school here, yes it might happen because their money is able to do it, it is easy for them to bribe the teacher who is a double eye.
Krieing.kriing...
The break bell had rung, without the command of all the students in the class scattering out, telling only one person who was in the back of the first row seat.
"He Who is Na?" The whisper of Zhefanya turned her gaze towards the student she was referring to, she asked Nirina who was about to go to the cafeteria with her, but her mind was still curious about the student.
"He's Arasya, you know he's never had a murder case and you know who the killer is? he himself knows Zhe who killed his brother, he also likes to make a scene here, yesterday aja make a noise in the canteen, you should not be tight with him deh" Zhefanya looked into Nirina's eyes, and she was very close to him, doesn't look like a person who's joking, which means what he says is true.
Nirina's words were a little loud, it was possible that Arasya could hear them.
"If he really killed his brother why yesterday he was a weak man, should he be able to fight, kill aja can mengkul mengga time?"
Zhefanya's mind was struggling with yesterday's events, thinking about the possibilities that occurred.
"Hey hayo was daydreaming what lo" Nirina nudged Zhefanya's shoulder to disperse her daydream.
"Eh, not really"
"Yes, I eat hungry"
...***...
The time shows at three in the afternoon and means that the time to go home from school arrives, such as the time for students to be free from the entanglement of materials that attack.
Zhefanya who had been dizzy with the lessons in front of her was a little relieved, for today.
Class 12 Mipa 3 was empty, there was no one in it, not only was class 12 Mipa 3 there but the entire school class was almost empty.
"Gue came home first yes, it's been picked up by me, bye" Nirina waved at her new friend who was waiting for an invitation in front of the school gate.
Zhefanya retaliated to Nirina's longing that had moved away from her.
Inadvertently Zhefanya saw a man who was familiar to him, who had been sitting on a motorcycle park that was very quiet, he was feeding the cat.
Whether pushed what his heart, seeing the man made his heart full to see the scars caused by yesterday's incident.
"Is he really bad?"
...***...
Arasya stared at Zhefanya's back who had gotten into the car away from the school.
Arasya knew from earlier that the girl was staring at him while he was feeding the cat. But Arasya did not dare to look into the girl's eyes. He was afraid that the woman would look at him with dislike.
Arasya must have guessed if the girl knew what made her excommunicated.
After seeing the cat finish its food, Arasya turns on his motorbike and drives it somewhere.
After a few minutes he rode his motorcycle, it was seen he parked his motorbike in a workshop that was slightly large but had few employees.
"Eh Arasya has come" Someone walked up to Arasya and took a male-style post. He's the owner of the workshop, his name is Damar, although he's still young but he can already manage his workshop well.
"Yes bang" Arasya only grimaced after removing the helmet still stuck to his head.
"Eh your face why bonyok kek that" Damar pointed Arasya's wound.
"Ahs hurt bang" Arasya grimaced in pain when Damar accidentally touched Arasya's bruised wound.
"So this is why you didn't come in?" Ask Damar, because Arasya did not go to work yesterday and many motorcycles to be repaired.
"I'm sorry I didn't feel nervous" Arasya looked down because he felt guilty.
"Yes already there change your clothes" continued Damar pointed to the dressing room. Arasya just nodded small to hear the words of his boss who already considered him like his own sister. Arasya turned around walking towards the changing room.
"Lo fight?" Arasya has not been able to enter has been stopped by Bang Damar's statement.
"Gue didn't fight a bang" Arasya looked at Damar. Damar breathed in deeply.
It is common for Damar if Arasya comes to his workshop with bruises, because Damar becomes the place of Arasya's story when he is really tired.
"Gapapa bang" said Arasya who knew that Damar was worried about her.
Damar was confused why a child as good as Arasya bore sins that were not made.
Arasya rushes to change her school shirt with a workshop shirt, she moves closer to the motorbike and the damaged car, she fixes it painstakingly.
If Arasya's parents are rich why is he even hard-earned to work?. Remember!! arasya's parents didn't like the boy. So Arasya had to try hard to meet the needs of his own life, he paid the school fees with his own hard-earned money in contrast to other children who only told his parents would definitely be immediately given.
Arasya does not envy other children who enjoy his youth to have fun with his friend, he just spends his time working.