Riyan & Vania
04. A new beginning

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Vania POV

One year later, I was in third grade. Well, one year also I've been at the house of Aunt Airin and Uncle Aguang, parents are fierce. They are very kind and caring people, I was really lucky to meet them.

Since then, I don't want and don't care anymore about fierce om. But, it was only in the mouth, in the heart? Ah~

This morning I set off as usual, riding my subscription city shuttles. Actually Om Agung offered to take me, or in between with a private driver. But I refused, I don't know maybe because I'm used to riding the city transport?

I set foot in front of the gate of Merah Putih High School, exhaling walking in.

"piwwiiitts piwwiiit! Girls! Stop dong! " i looked to the right, as the source of the voices of the boys sitting in the parking lot on their bikes.

"No need to call, if the edges are not shot, severe. "sure to lightly, look at some of the people.

"Still in the morning, don't be bucin. Van, bring me dong's bag. " Said the man, who had the most chirping of his mouth, Sandy. Well of course I know, because we're classmates. Four other people, I know. They are also my classmates.

"No, I'm in the camp Mr. Doyok. "i'm reluctant. That's natural, our first lessons are historical subjects, and the one teaching is our homeroom teacher, Mr. Doyok. Don't ask how.

"Ailahhh nih son, lebay lo. Mr. Doyok has moved. "

Ha?! I glared in disbelief, because since Mr. Ghani retired, we lost a homeroom teacher who was in line with us. So, since then we often have to change homeroom. Seven, uh no, eight or nine that's about the teacher who's been in our class, then disappeared with the same news.

"Why can it be? The feeling of the homeroom teacher who used to be Mr. Doyok is the best. Could last two weeks with us. Well not really?" ask me wonder.

"Sudden news lo Van. She's our guardian, noh she's moving on to become IPA 2's guardian." Point Sandy at the bespectacled man, a slightly forward-leaning stomach, carrying a one-meter-long wooden roller. Perfect! That's Mr Doyok!

"Yeah, so you don't have your mom's dad in our class?"

"Yoi. Our class is independent bro. Bring me Van's bag, I don't want a line. Hot cake, the sun is not friendly today. " Sandy threw her cloth bag at me. I swiftly caught him too.

"Gue go first. Bye my son, take care of my bag. I want to war first with the next-door neighbor's son. " Add again. Go to the back area of the school, behind the old and unused lab.

I just shook my head and looked at Sandy's back, which was getting smaller because she was getting farther away. Mostly there is also a game.

Wait, this is a bag? A light oath!

I checked the bag with an abnormal weight. Far away from my hard-earned bag.

Shit! Crazy one! I could only see three written books, two containing a hundred. And another one, fill thirty. Only the notebook, the pen, and the empty air were in the boy's bag.

Nah! Waitaminute! Don't be surprised yet, this isn't the first time I've seen such an awkwardness in my classmates.

I set my feet in the rhythm of the tone I was softly sounding from my lips, towards my best class.

Well, I got into class XII IPA five. That said, that class could somehow become a class with an extraordinary sane student level.

In fact, our class has always been the most famous hard, due to the crackling of its kicks.

I don't know who started the class IPA Lima like this.

"Vaniaaaaaa!!!! Vian!!!! " a man shouted from his mouth. I stare flatly, of course he is the noisy wibu anime lovers.

I approached her, who was none other than and was none other than my peer friend. Want to, like it or not. I still have to sit next to him.

I threw Sandy's bag at my back table, well she sat there.

"Why are your eyes? How's it a little black?" ask me.

"Last night I couldn't sleep, soon the two-release Haikyuu cour anime, which versus Inarizaki, continued to release Kimetsu No Yaiba anime also in the same month." he said, Disha his name. Enough's enough! Don't again.

I'm astonished! As far as I know the wibu was calm and quiet, she rarely spoke. But, for some reason and maybe running away from the server, this friend of my mother is my noisiest friend!

"nyeonghaseyo!!! Saranghae all!! " Shouted the woman who had just entered, with her cute face, carrying a bag with the BTS symbol.

I looked at him from my seat. Ah, one female with a speed babble of 2km/h. Well, Shina's name is.

"Yeah, Vania!!! Last night I had a marathon Descendants of the Sun. Original, crazy. Make a baper, ahh oppa Song Jong Ki, I am on muu~ feel like I want to be the widow of Duda~ Ahh~" chirpnya lightly, who is now kind enough to tell ria without asking.

Only Wibu acute, only a fan of acute Korean drama. Nice, so sweet my days.

"Thank you for your story, but we don't. " Sindir Disha, the wibu acute. Understandably, they are never peaceful. Don't know why. And strangely enough, I was even friends with both of them.

"2D fans don't be so hard-assed. "lead Shina who doesn't want to lose.

"Udah! Don't be so noisy! Still Morning!! " i stopped both.

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An hour has passed, and we are currently faced by a new teacher with a gripping feel. He occasionally stroked his long mustache.

He had been in for half an hour, but he said nothing. Makes a gripping atmosphere.

"How many students are in this class? " sanyanya.

Shit! This is the question I least want to ask! Because it's...

"We are a total of thirty-two people sir. "said Disha lightly. I don't know where the courage comes from.

"Don't strain that Van, " whispered Disha.

Waitaminute! Wait a minute, I looked left and back! Damnit damnit! I was the only one who looked tense. The line of ends casually cut the nails. The table next to me, jitters with his pimples popping.

Uhhh!! I forgot, this is class XII IPA Lima. There's nothing normal here.

"Number of 32 people, but why aren't twenty people around?!!! " Said the father sarcasm.

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