INDIGO “SANG INVISIBLE MATA”

INDIGO “SANG INVISIBLE MATA”
CHAPTER XXIX RESPONSIBILITY 1


(UKS SMA N 04 Palembang, 08.10 WIB)


Our eyes were accidentally covered with a mittela cloth (cloth wrapped in wounds), a few minutes later the lights were turned off.


My eyesight was getting less and less functional, just the ears hearing the sounds around me.


“What the hell is it exactly?” ask myself


Before long the question was answered, and the reason for our situation is this now,


“Today we will choose the new PMR organization device”, said Azizah


“Horee” sounds brother Rizki screaming in excitement


All the upperclassmen clapped, but I still didn't understand and pretended to follow the flow.


Before long our neat ranks changed completely because we were drawn here and there to move places with our eyes closed.


I just followed, until I thought half an hour had passed. The sounds of laughter and jokes adorned the event.


“Nah..Akbar here” kak Azizah holds and moves me


Now that we don't know who or where anymore, I just hope this game is over before I'm afraid of the spooky happenings.


“Oke ready.Ikutin sister ya” kak Azizah laughs little like finding a new toy.


“Each kak”


“With this I swear..after today I will...”.


We follow the words of Azizah,


“With this I swear...after today I will...”.


“Mentraktir brother-sister all eat fried chicken.”.


Just a little bit we said the oath had stopped, knowing it was a joke.


Even after that, Brother Azizah laughed out loud along with other upperclassmen.


“Huuu Azizah's sister” heard voices of protest from my friends


“OK, okay hahahaha.maaf kidding. Reset yes..”


We wait for the voice of Azizah's next brother, but waiting for nothing like to play us again.


“Nungguin yes..hahaha” tease kak Azizah


“Zah has” said sister Slamet somehow where she is


“Iya sis, so...With this I swear...after today I will...running the duties and responsibilities with the best of”.


“With this I swear..after today I will..run the tasks and responsibilities as well as possible” said we repeat the words of Azizah.


“Well you have sworn so want whatever position should be the same responsibility task” said sister Slamet


After that the seniors release the blinders, it looks like the state of UKS is still dark but can still see each other.


I myself was in front of the line, parallel to Osama, while a few others stood parallel behind me.


“Well this is the device of the year, which is on the right of the chairman of the general who is on the left of Waketum”


I see my position, I'm on Osama's right, first I don't want to admit if I'm elected.


“Nah Os you're chairman ya”


“Eh?! Where are you bar chairman” point Osama


“That's right?”


“Iya, Akbar Ketum and Osama Waketum”


Instantly I was surprised, being the chairman of such a large organization was a responsibility I could not do.


My mind wanted to disagree and step down from the chairmanship, but it broke up when everyone acknowledged my abilities.


“It is the bar, you are here the most responsible, firmly again” said Agus


“Emm, let alone meal time.you always spend the rest of the food..so you la” said Agustina made me remember during practice.


“Oke, well Mr. Ketum please work together” said Osama while shaking my hand


“Bar that...here you are good so the chairman has been seen since the first time you entered. In addition, it has been an oath, let alone an oath of Al-Qur’”


I saw around it that senior brother was holding the Qur’an in their hands, turning his back on us his successors.


If it's like that I can't contest, besides that experience is also needed at High School.


“Iya kak”


***


(IPS IPS 2, 08.40 WIB)


The distribution of PMR equipment has been done, I didn't think I was the chairman.


“Can I?” a question gets stuck


Our homeroom teacher is Bu Hilya, a history teacher known as labile teacher “depending on mood”.


My eyes turned back after seeing the woman who walked through the classroom door following the arrival of Ms. Hilya.


Long hair, white face and beautiful eyes like diamonds can't stop me from looking. Long legs and a slender body is really a man's dream, but the look of his face is different.


My thoughts must be the same as the men in the class, even so I remember myself because she was beautiful it was definitely not like me.


In addition, I do not want to date or love first, just focus on learning when adulthood is just the time.


“Good before the mother introduction, we have the arrival of new students.try your introduction first” said Bu Hilya.


He just nodded, his voice heard first by my teligau,


“Halo my name is Putri Anggraini, I live in Talang Jambu housing, my hobby is drawing. That's it, thank you”


Applause rumbled the arrival of a new friend, even so I myself was a little captivated by him but not as the opposite sex but a premonition.


It's my fear, when my hunch comes up that's where something's going to happen either good or bad.


“Good please sit"


“Hei Putri is sitting here” said Adrian eagerly giving a seat next to him


“Woi! You want to exude me ha?” agus


“Hehehe is fine gus”


“Mana may be okay, if you want it you who moved” reply Agus


Seeing the commotion happened Bu Hilya intervened, broke up and resolved the problem. The princess sat behind the third row.


“Well Bar should he be sitting here, Bar you just move” said Bobi half-jokingly


“Actually not what the hell I'm happy, so not my same you again” I said with a lazy tone serving


“Haaa, what did you say?”


“You yourself want to sell me huh, where might Bontet” teaseku


Back even though Agus and Adrian had been overcome by the commotion still occurred, of course, between men fighting over one woman.


“Tok..tok..tok” sound tap marker on the board stop all activity


Well I guess I should be self-conscious, we've made Bu Hilya's mood bad. Classes continued, because the first day of course the introduction of each student.


***


Yusti as the last student to introduce himself has been completed, now after the introduction of course the selection of classroom devices.


The atmosphere was calm and quiet again, as if knowing if they were moving he was the chosen one.


“Well now who wants to be the representative of the class device?” ask Bu Hilya


My thoughts are of course better Bobi who returned to office as class president, but may be different from other friends.


In my view though he was lazy and stubborn, his thinking was open and very communicative.


But the negative nature is greater than the positive nature, of course it is the minus value of its performance assessment last year.


“Akbar bu” Bobi pointed at me


“Heh?!” I'm surprised at what he says, “No...no..no, you're the one who talks”.


“Sorry but I can't, I've been busy with OSIS” affairs


“Anji*, an argument I can't deny” thought I


Ms. Hilya also without consent wrote my name on the board,


“Whose next? We need 6 people so less 5 people”


Unexpectedly all became excited differently than before, when my name was written on the board.


“Bobi siala*” I stared hard at Bobi


“Hehe” teasing


Six people have been willing, somehow my feelings back are not good.


“So just go first class president, who choose Akbar?”


Sure enough, almost half of the classmates raised their hands. Ibra, Agus, Ainur, Agustina, and Rahmadania.


Even so since the beginning of the results are known, I got 15 votes, Ibra 10 votes, Agus 4 votes, Ainur 7 votes, Agustina 5 votes and Rahmadania 5 votes.


“Sip means the chairman of Akbar, his deputy Ibra, Secretary and Vice Ainur and Agus, then Treasurer and vice treasurer Agustina and Rahmadania” explained bu Hilya


I cannot refuse or refuse because this result is a deliberation and voting together, now my responsibility is increasing.


PMR Chairman and class president, can I do both well?


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