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Ayana

The school bell rang as a 15-year-old girl rushed to her school gate. The speed of his little legs could not bring him to arrive just in time as the school gates began to close. In a panic the girl shook the gate and begged the school security guard to let her into the school.

"Sir.. Please open the gate..it's the first day I enter here! I have to go inside." he cried in a pleading voice.

"Ga can deck. This is the rule.." replied the security guard firmly.

"But sir..."

"Udah better now go home only. so tomorrow-tomorrow do not be late again." sergeant pak sagepam do not want to be denied.

The girl lowered her head and turned her body in a shunt.

"Armgh! damn it today!" he nodded while walking away from the gate.

"Can't! I can't give up. Come on Ayana.. think!" he muttered while poking his forehead for a moment.

A minute later...

"Aah!" he held back while flicking his finger and smiling.

The circulation of his view on the school fence wall that looks quite high. It seems he had the idea to jump over the wall in order to get into the school. Soon he was looking for something he could use to climb the high enough wall. Even though male students will definitely think again to jump over the school wall because it is not easy. But Ayana had no other choice. He had to do it or his first day of school would be messed up. Luck still stands with him. There was a street vendor's wagon parked beside the sidewalk and abandoned by its owner. Looks like the owner of the wagon hasn't arrived yet because it's still early in the morning.

Ayana quickly pushed the wagon to the side of the wall and climbed it up. His light body made him able to ride the wagon easily. What else she is also not a feminine girl and has often done climbing activities. He also did not worry because he always wore hot pants behind his uniform skirt. After successfully climbing the wall, Ayana immediately jumped to the other side with a lightweight swordsman who has knowledge.

The srekk!

Both of his legs landed smoothly beside the school building.

"Fuck!" he said while moving his hand as if wiping his forehead with a feeling of relief.

After tidying up his appearance he immediately walked towards the school corridor to look for the teacher room to be located. Looks like the corridor is already in a quiet state because the entrance bell has sounded since.

"What grade are you? how are you still running?" asked a middle-aged man who seemed to be one of the teachers.

"Sorry sir. I'm a new student. I want to go to the principal's room. but I'm lost.." replied Ayana with her innocent face.

"Oh.. Then come with me..."

"Well sir, thank you in advance." said Ayana softly, making the teacher feel happy because Ayana looks polite.

Ayana was then delivered by the teacher who turned out to be named Mr. Ramli to the principal's room. After delivering Ayana, Ramli immediately went to his class to teach.

"So you're Ayana.. right?" ask the headmaster who is a young woman named Hilma.

"Yes ma'am." answered Ayana politely.

Bu Hilma seemed to notice Ayana's appearance from top to bottom. Then he read the letter in front of him. There it is explained why Ayana can move to her school in the middle of the semester. The woman shook her head slowly. As if I could not believe what was written on the letter. Inside it is written if Ayana has often changed schools because of her delinquency. But in front of him now Ayana seems to show no signs if she is a troubled child. Even Ayana looks like a plain and feminine girl.

Even so, Ms. Hilma also could not ignore the certificate from the child's previous school just like that. Because of his experience many occur if the child who looks polite and well but can also cause problems. As a good teacher, Ms. Hilma will try to change the temperament of her students so that they can be better.

"Well, you will enter Class VIII B. Salma will take you to class..."

"Thank you ma'am..."

"Mom Salma." call Ms. Hilma to one of the teachers in the teacher's room.

"Good ma'am.." said Ms. Salma.

Ayana was then transferred to her class.

Tok...

"Please enter!"

"Sorry sir.this is a new student who will go to my class." said Salma to a teacher who was teaching.

"Good ma'am, thank you..."

"Yes..I'll excuse you..."

Ms. Salma left from there and Ayana was immediately welcome to come in and introduce herself in front of the class. After a short introduction, Ayana was welcome to sit on the empty bench. Without awkward Ayana also stepped her feet into the existing seat.

"Hi.. introduce.I Sadira... call me Dira.." said a girl sitting next to Ayana while extending her hand.

"I'm Ayana... Just call Aya.." said Ayana welcome Dira's hand.

"Hopefully we can be close friends yes." said Dira after both of them took off his position.

"Yes.." said Ayana.

The two are smiling at each other. And today was really Ayana's lucky day despite having trouble getting into her new school building. How not? he has now made new friends even though he is not sure if Dira will still want to be friends with him if he knows his past and also his family. Especially her ex-convict mother.

Ayana had her first day at school quietly. What else Dira was instantly familiar with him. The girl even shared her lunch with Ayana who was lazy to go to the cafeteria to fill her stomach when the break came.

"So you made your own Dira?" ayana asked in disbelief when Dira admitted that the provisions he brought were his own products.

Dira just nodded his head justifying Ayana's words. Ayana still seems not to believe if her new friend is actually making her own lunch. How not, when viewed from his appearance Dira seems like a rich man's son who certainly has many servants in his house. Surely they will with sports cook Dira favorite food. What's more their age that makes Ayana amazed because the delicious Dira cuisine is not inferior to the chef's cuisine in expensive restaurants.

It didn't feel like today's class was over and the school bell rang. Students flocked out of their classrooms. So did Ayana and Dira. Both of them seem to be coming out of the classroom. When the two arrived at the school gate it seemed that Dira had been picked up by the driver of his family. Dira who tries to take Ayana home together but is subtly rejected by Ayana. Actually the girl did not feel good if she had to hitch a ride on her new friend even though the direction of their house was the same.

After Dira left with his driver, Ayana immediately went out of the gate and walked to the stop to ride public transport. Today Ayana is very happy to make new friends like Dira. Along the way in the angkot he was riding his smile never separated from his tiny lips. Until he arrived in front of the alley where he lived, he also came down from the angkot. And his smile had instantly vanished when he saw a middle-aged woman waiting for him in front of the house with a waistline.

"Good yeah! dare to go out without a driver and instead take an angkot! want to be shy Suryono family you huh?" it was with a red face.

Instead of being afraid, Ayana instead looked at the middle-aged woman's face in front of her quietly.

"It's not my fault oma... was not this morning the driver was told to take Deni first? even though I know my school further.if you wait back I can get to school already hours of rest.." said Ayana without raising her tone.

"Again not only Deni who oma considered as a grandson? why is it a problem now that I'm not driving to school?" continued.

The tang woman called oma by Ayana looked speechless. Indeed Ayana and Deni can never one car even though both brothers. The face and nature of Ayana is more similar to her mother while the younger brother Deni looks like the papa. Therefore, the two are treated differently by the big family of the father. Ayana also does not understand why they hate her mother so much other than because the woman is an ex-convict who might be embarrassing for their extended family. But all this time the mother looks very perfect as a wife and daughter-in-law. Even after the mistreatment of her husband and family, the mother still showed them a friendly attitude.

Indeed, the mother is notoriously cold and arrogant to others but not to her family. Only one shortcoming that Ayana knows, is often going to a club owned by her best friend. But Ayana knew the mother was there just to meet and chat with her best friend. He never even touched an alcoholic drink there. Ayana knows that because her mother often invites her. And this attitude of his mother that made his family increasingly hate him because he thought it had a bad influence on Ayana. Though the mother thought by bringing her daughter and to prove if she went there only to meet her best friend and nothing more. Because if you invite to meet somewhere else somehow the mother actually feels uncomfortable.

I don't know what secret makes his mother can be tied to the Suryono family and married to the papa. If Ayana asks her, she only says if it is fate, and the real reason will be told when Ayana and Deni mature. That is all that my mother revealed. And unknowingly Ayana also imitates the attitude of her mother who always looks devensive on everyone including the father and his sister. But today when he met Dira, he was able to behave according to his original character. He must not pretend to be arrogant and indifferent because somehow Dira has touched his heart. And Ayana really likes it. With Dira he finds his true self. A teenage girl who is still innocent and has many dreams. Not someone who wears a mask like he always does and the mother at home.

In his old school, he still wears a mask because there are many of his father's relatives who also attend school there. So that he still has to live his arrogant character in school. At this new school, Ayana feels free. Because even though it is still an elite school but not a school where the big family of his father is hereditary to study there. Everyone seems to be watching him.

Seeing her speechless oman, Ayana immediately stepped into the house regardless of the omanya who was still in front of the house. If everyone says my house is my paradise then for Ayana it is the opposite.