AURORAS
BEGINNING STORY

Kesya stood staring at all the items she had prepared, for the purposes of tomorrow at her school.

Checked some stuff, after which he put it in a bag.

Fortunately, this year the government removed MOS and replaced it with mpls. So the first days of Kesya entering high school, do not have to be humiliated in public.

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The door of Kesya's room opened, followed by someone who was already standing in the doorway.

"Can you please please?" Say a woman, which is very important in Kesya's life.

Kesya turned her head, while moving her head upwards at a glance. As if to answer 'What?'.

"Please take care of the laundry for a while, Auntie wants to go out for a minute."

The woman in question is Tanteenya Kesya, Goddess of Maranti. Kesya has been from childhood living with his aunt, regardless of what age, which is certain at that time Kesya did not understand anything.

"Ready Aunt Dew." Say Kesya while respecting her aunt.

"She's ahead!!" Ask Goddess.

"Yes-yes, patient Aunt Dew." Kesya stepped her feet out of the room, past the aunt who was still faithful standing near the door of her room.

"Kesya-kesya" said Dewi while shaking her head slowly.

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A man was struggling with his pencil and his textbook, reviewing some formula writing on a piece of torn paper.

Then he put the torn paper on the wall near his study table.

Brughhhhhh

"ASAGHIRULAH!!"

A 12-year-old girl opened the door of the room without greeting, she opened the door in an unrelenting style, deliberately slamming the door to hit the wall.

"Sorry brother hehe." The girl grinned at the horse, showing her rows of white teeth attached to a green rubber stye.

"Lo masang stirrup." Fagan asked while looking at the strange behavior of his sister.

"Yes dong, don't miss." His speech is not clear, because he feels pain in his teeth.

Fagan. "What?" Ask to the point.

"Sister, called mwahmwah, below." Say it with difficulty.

Fagan smiled slightly at his sister's style of speech. "Talking real, besides still SD styles of wearing stirrup." Fagan left just like that, leaving the younger brother who was still upset by his words.

"Isshhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.. Awwww." Ringice.

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The sound of an alarm has sounded, indicating the sun has risen and greet the earth in place of the moon.

A girl was ready in her school uniform. Kesya only wears baby powder, does not put something on her lips. because Kesya does not have excessive cosmetics.

Kesya did not give style to her hair, she only piggybacked one hair with a model like a ponytail.

After making sure everything was done, Kesya rushed to go to school, not wanting the events of yesterday to repeat themselves for today.

Kesya saw the Goddess who was pacing around carrying a clean outfit alternately, bringing from the back room towards the front room. The front room, deliberately Dewi open for his laundry business.

"Tante, can I help you?" Tawar Kesya, who was still standing in front of her bedroom door.

Dewi continued to do her activities, but still heard the voice of Kesya just now.

"No, you drink your milk, you go straight to school." Reject Goddess.

"okay." Kesya answered briefly, then went to the table, the Aunt put her homemade milk on the left side of the television table.

The goddess approached Kesya, who was sipping her milk slowly because it was still a little hot.

"I'm sorry, Auntie didn't make you breakfast. Aunty's really busy today huh." He said, holding Kesya's shoulder.

Kesya put a glass of milk that he had half drank. "Father Aunt Dew, relax. I won't faint, either."

The Goddess stroked the peak of Kesya's head slowly, making Kesya keep her body away a little.

"Tan Kesya's hair is neat to know." Say Kesya while tidying up her hair.

"Yeah, yeah, we went there. It's late again."

"Okay Aunty, Kesya left first huh. Assalamualaikum." Kesya kissed the back of the Goddess' hand.

After that Kesya rushed away from her home to school, she ran a little because she did not want yesterday's mistakes repeated.

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Not waiting long, Kesya got to school on time. Incidentally, the atmosphere of the highway is not so crowded, so Kesya can tell the driver of the motor slightly speed up the speed of the motorbike.

Kesya walked her feet through the corridors of her school, passing through some classes that were still quiet. Perhaps, there were only a few people who had just come, like Kesya.

"Still quiet too yes, I dong speed datengnya. Ishhh is so wrong as Kesya." Say it to yourself.

Kesya enters her class, Kesya class is on the 2nd floor. So it's a little far away, from the school entrance fence.

The atmosphere in Kesya class was very quiet, how not quiet. In the new classroom is Kesya, and her two friends. One of them is a friend who sits next to Kesya.

"Dateng's new lo?" Ask someone, who started the conversation.

The student just nodded.

Kesya let go of her bag laid behind her body, and stared in all directions. He was bored because he did not have a cell phone. OSIS prohibits mpls training students from carrying mobile phones during mpls.

"My name is Hanindita Azara, you can call me Ara."

A hand reached out before Kesya, Kesya turned her head and gave a sincere smile towards the girl she now knew her name, Hanindita Azara.

"My name is Kesya."

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"Okay Kesya, that's the school bell." Ara.

"Yes, the bell came home the same way in differentin rich." Reply Kesya.

Before long, some osis entered the classroom. And followed by a girl whose style is very fashionable, the items she wears from head to toe are famous brands only rich people can afford to buy all those items.  

Who tuh?

Crazy, really cute.

The rich man is rich.

You can make a cave.

Inceran new I coyyy.

Almost all the male students were very interested in him, heard from some voices from the Adam, most of which were praise for the new boy.

"Shut up for a minute, brothers, we have a new guest." Lala looked towards the new boy. "Here you introduce yourself."

"Hi, my name is Sandra Amelia Serera. I'm bar-" said Sandra accidentally stopped, because Sandra was looking at the fagan who just entered.

"His new kid is in this class?" Ask Fagan to Lala.

"Yes gan, because other classes already fit the number of students."

Fagan looked towards Sandra, and nodded. "Yes, I don't have a papa."

Sandra had not yet turned her gaze away from the fagan, even though the fagan was no longer in front of her. It was as if his gaze was walking following the direction fagan was walking.

Lala pats Sandra's body. "Is there anything else Sandra wants to talk about?"

Sandra looked over, in a bit of surprise. "Eng..No, no, no."

"You can sit down."

Sandra nodded, and looked for an empty chair.

"Okay now, take out the book I told you to bring. To Sandra, because you just came in. You're not papa."

All the students took out the book that OSIS had told them to take with them, and put the book on the table.

"What did I tell you yesterday?" Ask Lala while going around checking all the books that are carried.

"Bring a notebook, on the cover of blue, named using a white label, and in the photo paste that we think is happy." Speak in unison to all students and students.

Lala nodded.

"Where's your book?" Ask Lala, who knows there are male students who do not bring the book that has been ordered.

"Book sa_i keting_galan kak."

"This is what I'm lazy about, move you forward." Get Lala.

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When Kesya's desk came by Lala, suddenly Kesya's body sweat a lot, she was too afraid to face a class sister like Lala.

His hands felt a cramp.

"This is why the photo, the photo on your UN card?"

Kesya's eyes darted towards Lala, Lala also turned to look at Kesya, who already looked frightened.

"I, yes, ma, sorry brother. I'm just, there's just a picture of it, brother." Kesya stammered.

"I ask you to take a photo of a happy moment, not a photo on your UN card unplug, you keep sticking here."

Kesya just lowered her head, and could only resign at the time Lala called Fagan to check on him as well.

"Gan how? He nempel photos UN, we'll tell him a photo happy moment." Said Lala, who had been too emotional since earlier.

Fagan took Kesya's book, and saw her picture. Before long Fagan put it back on Kesya's desk.

"Maybe it's her happy moment." His speech was short, which made Kesya managed to look up at the fagan.

"Well, what is it?" Again Lala was confused by Fagan's answer.

"The happy mom doesn't have to go for a walk. His right too, if the photo makes him happy, not wrong in the book."  Fagan said very clearly, and immediately understood Lala.

Lala scrunched her forehead. "Lo why the hell gan? From the first mpls Lo very different with this girl."

Fagan's gaze stopped right on Lala's face, Lala also looked at Fagan seriously.

"I mean Lo?" It seems that if there is a fair face competition Fagan is the winner. Because in serious questions like this, Fagan still showed his flat face.

"Lo likes her?"

The To Be Continued...