Ayrisa And Her Story
Ayrisa⁰⁶ - Criteria

The sun is shining brightly out there even though it was not as high as it was last day. The school corridor had been quiet since about two hours ago because the break time had ended. The afternoon made the students want to go home soon. Regularly, there must be someone who turned to the wall clock above the classroom door. Determine how much longer they should be in the classroom following the lesson.

"As an assignment, make an essay with a free theme. This is a group task, each group of at least two people. You can decide the group yourself." Ms. Rina gave the assignment before ending the learning.

"This task is no later than Friday." He added before dropping out of that XI Language A class. There was only ten minutes left before the bell rang, so the remaining time they used to choose the group.

As usual, Ayrisa was not so enthusiastic if there was a group task. In the past, when Reylin had not moved, surely they would do it together. However, since Reylin was not around now, Ayrisa would probably work on it herself.

"Ayrisa, we're together, yeah." Mia.

Ayrisa was a little surprised—more into disbelief hearing that. "You want a bunch of me?" tanyanya.

"Yes, there is a name for Ayrisa in this class other than lo?" sahut Mia's.

A small smile formed on Ayrisa's lips. "When does it work? Where do you want to go?"

"Today, how? Tomorrow I can't seem to be. Make the place, can you at your house?"

Ayris was silent for a moment to think. Back when he had a group assignment with Reylin, the mother would have allowed him to just like that. So maybe this time it's okay too.

"Okay, today at my house" said Ayrisa at last. Mia exclaimed happily at Ayrisa's reply.

Along with that the bell rang. Since it is now Wednesday, Ayrisa has a picket schedule today. She is with two other girls—Arni and Syara—who have a task for today.

Mia waits outside the classroom as long as Ayrisa does her picket duty. It didn't take long, because fortunately their class wasn't too messy or dirty. Just need to sweep for a while, tidy up a few tables and remove the writing that is on the board.

After finishing, the four girls walked together out of the classroom. Arni and Syara are busy with their own topic of conversation, which is K-Pop. Ayrisa and Mia alone were walking behind them, only stepping in silence. The talks of the two girls in front of them were filling the atmosphere around.

Once out of the lobby, Ayrisa could see the mother who was waiting near the gate. He hastened his steps to get to the mother.

"Mother, today I have a group assignment. Working at home can be, right?" Ayrisa said after arriving.

It turned out that Mia was following him from behind, coming towards Dara.

"How many people?" ask Dara. Actually it's just like a small talk, Dara certainly wants her daughter to have friends after Reylin's move. Yes at least not a man even though he never limits his daughter's friendship.

"Just two." Ayrisa replied while pointing at Mia who was not far from them.

"Yes, I can."

Ayris smiled happily at him. Then he turned to Mia who was standing right beside him. "What did you ride to my house?" He asks.

"Gue is easy. But, ojek twenty-four hours me," said Mia while pointing to her boyfriend, Gana, who was not far behind them. This time he was alone, not with his friends.

"Oh, okay that."

Mia nodded then approached Gana. They'll be leaving soon. With Dara motor leading, Gana motor follows from the back to arrive at a minimalist two-story house.

Dara invites Mia and Gana to come in. The two people were directly directed to the living room, Ayrisa was already there first. He had even prepared his writing book with a pen.

After Mia sat down beside him, Ayrisa immediately threw a question. "Would it be typed or handwritten?"

"Just let it be neat," replied Mia. Ayrisa nodded in agreement then went to her room to pick up the laptop.

After Ayrisa's departure, Dara came to bring drinks and snacks for Mia and Gana. The two people accepted it, not forgetting to thank after.

"Which other is where? They usually keep on following you." Mia made a sound, breaking the silence previously created.

"They have their own business, just a moment later here. Some of them don't live for me, so it's up to them where they're going." Gana answered, then drank the guava juice given by Mother Ayrisa.

After a few minutes, the main door opened, showing Nefra who had just returned home from college. Fortunately today there are no other activities, the event where he became the committee had passed the previous week. So now he can go home faster.

As she was about to climb the stairs, Nefra paused her steps as soon as she saw the person in the living room. He turned his direction there. It turned out that his vision was not wrong, the two people were indeed people he knew.

"Where do you both know my house?" Nefra immediately asked a question that caught the attention of the two people.

Gana frowned confusedly looking at Nefra who was now standing not far away from him. Especially with what came out of his senior's mouth.

"This is lo's house?" Gana finally asked back.

"Yes, that. Why are you both here?"

"Where do you know me from?"

"Bang, you're mostly nanya, bye." Gana interjected, tired of Nefra who was like a reporter—many asked.

Not long after that, the sound of the engine from outside was heard. Gana knew it must be her friends, therefore she immediately got up to come out.

After Gana came out, Ayrisa just came down from the second floor with a laptop in her hand. The youngest looked fresher, his clothes had changed.

"Sir Nef when is he coming home?" He asked as soon as he saw Nephra who was in the living room.

Not answering his sister's question, Nefra asked back. "He's temen lo?" tanyanya pointed at Mia.

"Yes, why? Brother knows?"

The next second Ayrisa heard a bustling sound from outside. His forehead was confused.

Understanding Ayrisa's facial expression, Mia first told. "I'm sorry, Ay, Gana brought her friends here" he said with a bad taste. Ayrisa did not give an exaggerated response, just rounded her lips then nodded.

Then Ayrisa puts herself next to Mia again. Ready to do their group chores, while Nefra prefers to join Gana and her friends on the terrace.

Once outside Nefra was greeted by a crowded atmosphere by Oska and Alnan. Those who were there were as shocked as Gana was when he saw Nephra.

Not yet Viran said, Nefra had already said, "This is my home."

"Aseek, new tongkrongan!" oska exclaimed furiously, ignoring Nefra who threw a sharp glare.

After that the atmosphere became more crowded with the dime thrown by Oska, and more and more dime when Alnan chimed in. Laughter airs in the atmosphere, driving away the quiet that has more often surrounded the minimalist home.

Their laughter came to a halt as the door opened and featured Ayrisa coming in with a tray filled with drinks and a snack jar.

"Anger, my dutiful wife was made to drink everything" chirped Oska as Ayrisa placed a tray on a small table on the porch.

"So your mouth is in my house." Nefra, upset with Oska's apocalypse, spontaneously kicked the leg of the man's chair. "Gue sumpel is also the old mouth, anj—" He did not finish his swearing so aware Ayrisa was still there.

"Come in there!" he told Ayrisa.

Not intending to refuse, Ayrisa just walked in.

"Posesip, Bang." Kion chirped, as if representing Oska who also wanted to say so.

Kion was actually also as much of an affair with the twin—Oska and Alnan, but today he is not in the mood so much more silence.

"Whoa, you're not pantes for my adek."

"If it's a leak, Bang, let it be together lo adek. I want to force myself" said Alnan confidently.

"Gue sure you won't be able to. The Ayri couple must be handsome, a lot of money, can take care of him, and most importantly it's sinter if invited to talk to him."

"Gue can be everything, except the last one. I'm so self-conscious, njir." Oska ruffled her hair rough.

The candidate in plain sight who planned to be brought to the mother, now became unachievable. His only duty was to copy the property of the general champion and his friend.

"Eat him not most of Ayri's dreams," said Nefra disparagingly.

"Si Aspen filled it all," said Viran pointing at the man who had been sitting quietly in his chair.

The words of Viran made those who were there turn to the owner of the name.

Aspen was the general champion who often copied the answer, especially by Oska. The soldier was like lucky to have a member like Aspen who was still straight. For money matters, do not ask again how useful it is. The problem of protecting, Aspen had once made his opponent enter the ER in just a few bogems. The man who mastered martial arts from that small did have principles

targeting his opponent's vital point, he was too lazy to deal with those weak pretentious fellows.

"Anjir, I just had the intention to be stabbed a criterion path." Oska put on a dramatic look with her hands clenched in front of her chest.

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