I'M Not Ara
Chapter 4 Back to School

Monday is a day where everyone is busy, whether it is work, school or other activities. Like now Ara with her school uniform that looks very fitting in her body.

Today is her first day of school as Arana Fauziyah Atmaja, she is very excited to live this day. She stood in front of the mirror looking at her reflection, occasionally applying thin powder to her pretty face and using a lip moisturizer rather her lips were not too dry.

When she felt ready, Ara immediately stepped out of the door of her room, opening slowly. At the same time Azka, her sister also came out of her bedroom.

Their room was right next to each other, Ara's room in the middle, right next to Ira's room and left of Azka's room.

Ara smiled at her brother but what she got, was just a cynical look that her brother was staring at. Ah, she forgot that Azka now hates her without knowing why.

Immediately down the stairs, she headed straight for the dining room as her mother-Farah, called out to her.

"Good morning Mama." Ara kisses her mother's cheek.

The action surprised her mother, but as much as possible she neutralized her face back. The interaction did not escape the two pairs of eyes in front of him.

"Good morning papa." He also forgot to say hello to his father.

"Let's go, baby, eat first. Azka here eat together." Fauziyah called her children affectionately. Azka was forced to step lazily towards the dining room. He couldn't possibly refuse if it was a call from his mother.

"Eat a lot." His mother smiled at the sight of his children, but the look in his eyes turned sad when he remembered his youngest.

"Why are you sad?" Ara who saw that immediately asked.

"It's okay, baby. You finish the food, it will be late for a long time," replied his mother diverting.

After that they all kept quiet and enjoyed each other's food.

Shortly after they had all finished eating, stood up one by one his Papa stepped first.

"Bah, this." Give up his briefcase and don't forget to kiss his wife's forehead before leaving for work.

"Azka, you go and go home with your sister." His papa's orders were undeniable, after saying that he passed away leaving the house. Azka who heard that just clucked in annoyance.

"Well, I'm leaving." Pamit Azka to her mother.

"Mama, I'm going to school first." Shake hands at his mother and leave. Run around and then enter her brother's car. There was only silence filling the car, no one opened their voices. Ara who felt uncomfortable immediately opened the chat.

"This is Azka's own car?" Ask by looking at the car.

Silent.

Azka did not answer the girl's question but instead focused on driving the car. Ara who saw that did not give up she again asked.

"Azka, are you quiet? Brother is talking fast?" He said that because from the exit of the room, the man had not yet opened his voice even if it was just a word.

Azka growled at hearing that. How could he possibly do that? What did the girl say, fast talk? Huh what the fuck is that.

"Can be diem. Just interrupt it." Replied annoyed.

"Yes, I'll be on them." After saying that no one else opened their voices until they arrived near the school.

"Thank you, my brother, for bringing me."

Without saying anything, Azka immediately stuck the gas leaving Ara. He dropped Ara about ten meters from the school.

Walking with the other disciple's child, Ara entered the gate with a cheerful face. He immediately headed to the 11th grade IPA 2 where his class was located. Fortunately he had time to read Ara's original diary, because from there he knew which class.

"I miss the same thing as you." A girl with one-pointed hair immediately hugged him tightly. Ara knows all her best friends. She is Queen Anindita or commonly called Dita.

"Alay you both." Anaya Calista's. One friend does have an attitude that is inversely proportional to both, his attitude is cold like north polar ice but Naya really loves these two friends.

"Say you're also kangen." Said Dita pulling Naya into her arms. Naya who was pulled just snorted annoyed, but undeniably she also returned the hug because she missed her best friend.

After the cuddling event, the three teenage girls returned to their respective positions because the first bell had rang.

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Kringg... Kringg...

Not feeling the break time has arrived, all students scattered out of class. Just like Ara and her two friends, they began to step out from inside her class towards the canteen to fill her starving stomach.

"Ra, I'm hearing your sister's accident huh?" Ask Dita in a soft voice.

Oh, Ara forgot she had a sister. She was only thinking about knowing why her brother hated her. Wait, sister? His family should be sad because one of his family members left behind. But what's happening in his house right now isn't like that. His mother was saddened at the loss of the princess but his father and brother? Something is wrong, her heart.

"Rho? "

"Yes Dit, my sister was in an accident when she got home from camp." Ara will investigate this matter.

"Patience to Ra." Said Dita again.

"Yes." Yeah." Reply Ara smiled.

The three entered the canteen which was filled with students from Nusa Bangsa High School. They chose to sit in the corner seat.

"Lo want what message? " Tanya Dita's.

"Bakso, drink iced tea." Said Naya.

"Same as Naya."

After that Dita went to the seller's mother in front of her to order her order and also her best friend. A few minutes later their order arrived. Soon they ate the food.

"Na, I'm done. I want to go to the toilet first, kebelet this."

After getting a nod from her two best friends, Ara immediately ran small towards the female toilet. He went into one of the toilets to finish his wish.

A few minutes later he came out and stopped in front of the mirror to tidy up a bit of his tattoo.

"Who else is it? " Sounds the voice of someone behind Ara's back. There were three women there. The person who said those words looked at him with a cynical look. And the other two men were laughing because of the words his friend had said.

"Should we do anything about cupu? "

"Have finished it, Zi." Said the girl whose hair was braided one.

"Don't forgive me, boy." Said another friend whose hair was left out.

The stared ara only displayed a puzzled face. Who are these people talking to? Was himself?

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