Sucks Spirit
Satu

                                                                      ~I Is Babu~

30 Minutes before school, Teacher BKku gave us the task of writing about a 'dream' that you want to achieve in the future. Then, he just left the class.

Speaking of dreams. Do many people say that dreams are hard? So, you have to try your hardest to pursue that dream?

It's not that I'm arrogant, but to me, the dream wasn't that hard. Every day my dreams come true, like I want to eat ice cream and I end up buying it the day I want it. It is also an example of a dream.

Understanding the dream itself is a desire that you want to achieve.

I don't care about other people's opinions, but to me it's the understanding of dreams.

Ever since I was a kid, I have had a lot of dreams. Like I want to be a doctor, an astronaut, a footballer or a smackdown player.

I have no intention of pursuing that dream anymore.

The more I grow up, the more I get to know the reality of life, the more I feel that my dream is just a passing wishful thinking.

It's not that I gave up on the dream, but the more I grew up, the more I wasn't interested in my childhood dreams anymore.

So do I not have big dreams?

No, I also have a dream that is not less great than my dream first. As of now, I still can't reach it. Therefore, I wrote one of my big dreams this paper.

The situation in the classroom is very crowded, maybe because they have completed their tasks and wait for a long bell that indicates happiness.

Seen, they were so happy to talk and joke with each other like there was no burden in his life.

In this class, I have a miserable life. In fact, I often enter BK's room because of 'it'.

My duluku's quiet life became like this because ......

I am the babu in this class

I still remember why I became that way.

The flashback

1 Year ago, I entered High School. Class X-D, where this class is a place that is still new to me.

My seat is in the middle. And I wanted a seat in the back by the window, because it was a little paradise for people like me.

Wh why?

The answer is quite simple, which is because there I can see the sky or people who are exercising. It works when boring things come up to me, like hearing a lesson I don't like.

Just like now, a boring thing is approaching me. I'm waiting for my Class Guardians who haven't arrived yet. He was really late on my first day of high school. But I don't dispute that.

My homeroom teacher, if it's not wrong he's Bu Yuni.

When it comes to Bu Yuni, many upperclassmen say that she is a bloodthirsty killer teacher. About the 'blood thirst', it came to my head that maybe he was a vampire with his sharp canine teeth. This serious?

However, I believe in Class Brother, more precisely because Bu Yuni is a BK teacher.

Hearing the word 'Teacher BK', it is no stranger that there is a gathering of teachers who are very fierce, scary and unforgiving. That sounds like a psychopath. But, that's how I think about teacher BK.

The more scary Teacher BK, the more strict the rules and also the rarer the students who make trouble in school.

Therefore, the key to improving school security is Teacher BK.

After I daydreamed for quite a while, a terrible voice sounded and echoed in my ears this.

Click-clack-click-clack

The sound of shoes hitting the white of the floor sounded very loud. My heart beat erratically, the atmosphere around me became heavy and made me swallow.

I thought, those shoes might be made of iron or steel. It is also possible that the shoes were made to punish troubled students. My gut feeling is that the person wearing those shoes is Teacher BK.

I imagined how he looked. What is behind the person wearing the shoes?

The sound is getting louder....

Getting louder......

Getting louder......

And.....

Waw.... Is he married?

No, I mean, she looks really pretty. The clear skin of the sun made her shine like a goddess. Long hair with a side bangs style that makes it look very elegant. Lips with a very charming pink colored lipstick that signifies the perfection of women. And also something that stands out around his body that is very good.....

Never mind

In short, in terms of looks, she is a perfect girl.

I was thinking, is he really my Class Guardian? Is it true that she is named Bu Yuni? Is he really a BK teacher? Is he really bloodthirsty?

Wait wait wait wait, maybe he's not my Class Guardian. Maybe he entered the class wrong. Don't expect the uncertain first.

"Good morning" he said with a bright smile and a soft voice entering the class. Her smile and voice warmed my heart a little.

"Good morning." All the disciples answered happily and smiled happily.

My first impression of the teacher was that he looked really good, as seen from the way he greeted all the students.

The smile she gave off was like a bright shining sun.

His voice was as soft as a melody.

And at the first moment of class made the atmosphere around me become calm.

If you look around, he still looks young for a teacher, ranging from 20-26 years. In fact, his skin still looked very smooth.

I can't imagine if he's a BK teacher. If it was like that, all my thoughts all this time about the sinister Teacher BK would be gone.

After putting the bag and book that were like classroom abscesses on the teacher's desk, he stood in front and said

"Do you guys know me?"

"Not yet" replied some of the students

I didn't answer the question because it could drain me a little bit of my energy this morning.

I have to save energy. That's not the only reason. I'm just lazy to say that.

I don't need to answer because even if one student answers the question, it represents all the students in this class.

Isn't the answer clear, anyway, because it's the first time we've met?

"Alright, introduce my name is Yuni Yasrima. Because there is no such thing as a change of class, I will be your Class Guardian for the next 3 years. And also you'll be classmates until you graduate. So get along with each other."

It turned out to be true, he was the one named Bu Yuni. My confidence in the upperclassman disappeared after seeing his appearance and attitude.

Supposedly, I shouldn't swallow the rumors I just heard. I should know it myself rather than just hearing from 'he said'.

But, is he really Teacher BK? I still don't believe in this. He's not as scary as Master BK I've known all along.

On the other hand, I like what Bu Yuni said about this school.

No need to change classmates. Isn't that better?

Three years together makes the friendship even tighter, right?

Hm.... The ambiguous word.

There are other things that make me like Bu Yuni's words.

"Let me tell you one thing about myself, I don't like students who disobey the rules. So, don't break the rules!"

Still with a warm smile she said that.

Directly tell the thing that is not liked huh? But it sounded like a sweet invitation, not a command or a threat.

However, somehow, I felt that there was something else behind his smile.

There was no response by all the students in this class, Bu Yuni was astonished.

"You guys haven't eaten yet? There was no spirit at all. Have you eaten yet?"

"Had." answered all the disciples (except me)

Actually I want to answer 'not yet' in a loud voice. But, if I answer like that, am I allowed to go out to rest and eat?

Of course not.

I don't want Bu Yuni to know me anyway. Especially known as a bad student.

Such students are always remembered by teachers and one of the effects is that when discussing PR, the student must be the main target by them. Like a deer surrounded by a herd of hungry lions or tigers. It was a troublesome thing and should be avoided by me. Therefore, I want to become a mediocre student here.

"Good thing if so. Do you know each other?"

"Not yet." simultaneously all the disciples (except me) answered him.

Bu Yuni probably already knew that we did not know each other. Seen because this class is still in an awkward state. Therefore, Bu Yuni did something.

"How do we introduce ourselves first? Starting from there." said Bu Yuni while pointing at someone who was sitting on the front left. "Forward"

A tall man was large and looked gallant following Bu Yuni's orders. Judging from his style, maybe he will be the leader in this class.

He walked forward, then stood beside Bu Yuni. He tilted his head, looking like someone who was in confusion.

"What should I introduce?"

"Name, School Origin and Hobbies." replied Bu Yuni

The man seemed to be preparing his mentality and determination. As if he had gathered it, he opened his voice.

"I'll introduce my name to Alex, and hmm.... My school is from Junior High Guard. And my hobby is uh... mm....."

Speech ceased. Maybe he was nervous.

".... Watching anime."

Everyone in the class was shocked at the answer.

No, the one who is not surprised here is Bu Yuni. He was acting like nothing had happened.

He bluntly said his hobbies were like that in front of all the disciples. Moreover, his hobby is not like sports or anything like that. I know that's not a bad thing. However, it is a bit strange if it is used as a hobby.

I thought that me and her couldn't possibly be suitable to make friends.

One by one, people move forward. I also moved forward and cleared it up quickly.

After our introduction was completed, Bu Yuni proposed for the selection of class administrators such as Chairman, Vice, Treasurer, Secretary and other sections.

He wrote on the board and gave a blank space for the name to be written in each class department. Then he said

First of all what is needed is the class leader. Because the Class Chair is the head of everything. But no one raised their hands.

Of course, being the class president has a big responsibility. The class leader will be the main highlight for all students in the class to handle and submit problems that occur in the class. No matter what the problem is, the class president will be dragged into every problem.

What a troublesome thing for a type of person like me.

After Bu Yuni looked around and did not find any volunteers who raised their hands. Then he said again

"No one raises their hand? Hm.... Well then, that's it....."

Bu Yuni looked at the attendance paper he had in his hand. My hunch says that he will choose the class president randomly from that absence.

The number of students in this class is 40. If it is interrupted, the chance that I will be elected as the class leader is 2.5%. It is a very small number, almost close to zero. Even so, I cannot underestimate that number. There's no chance that I won't be elected Class Chair.

It seemed like Bu Yuni had already made up her mind and had already found the name that would become the Class Leader. He opened his mouth and what he said caused me a stir.

"...... Riki Aida Putra. Which one is Riki?"

I'm appalled.

Riki Aida That son is my name. Shit, why are 40 of my name called!!

Am I going to shut up? No no no, I introduced myself in front of you. With a heavy heart, I raised my hand.

"Yes." Yeah."

Our eye contact was met and the eyes of all the students were on me.

What about the cave, kamvret!! You think the gunman cave!!

Their gazes were like sharp bullets pointing at me. I don't like to be the center of attention, especially if they're strangers.

"You'll be the Class Leader!" said bu Yuni

"Huh? I don't want Mom."

Of course, I refused his request. I don't want to have a big responsibility. Become chairman? Just be right!!

After hearing my polite words, Bu Yuni's expression changed and surprised me.

"You .... refuse?"

When Bu Yuni said that, the atmosphere I felt became heavy and unpleasant.

It's so scary, he gives me goosebumps.

How could he give a warm smile to me while saying in such a sinister tone.

Maybe they didn't realize it, but I was different. I realized his attitude.

Know it? It was one of the attitudes possessed by a psychopath to cover up his killing intent. A sweet smile by holding the knife she hid behind her body and preparing to do the action.

This serious? Is there a knife in his bag? Am I still alive for tomorrow?

I finally found out that the rumor that the upperclassman said was true. This is called blood thirst.

Bu Yuni may have abilities that make a man interested in his appearance. Clear skin, large eyes, long hair, a strong body.... Hmm. and a bright smile is a factor that makes it very attractive. He was like a plant called Butterworth that always seemed to flirt around with his face and in the end he pounced on his target without any mercy.

In short, Bu Yuni was indeed frightening.

"It's not that I don't want Bu Yuni, but ..."

I said nervously, rubbing my non-itchy head and my gaze leading to something else. Then, I stopped and confused to say what as if there were no more words in my head.

"But what?"

He asked because I was silent. Bu Yuni's expression turned into an expression full of question marks.

"What about the others, maybe someone changed their mind to become the class president" I suggested

Bu Yuni seemed to be thinking back on my words.

"Well, anybody want to be class president?" he went back to all the students.

The silence began, the disciples just looked left and right as if they were looking and asked 'is there a strange person who raised his hand?'

The sound of a wall clock is the background sound in this room that makes my heart not care. The voice was like answering at the show. If no one raises their hand, then you, no, I will lose.

However, nothing had changed at all, not a single disciple raised a hand.

"There is no."

"Ehh??"

"Since no one raises a hand, you will become the Class Leader!"

"I am a ga-"

"You have raised your hand. It means that you have accepted it." said Bu Yuni cut my words quickly.

"I will be called mother, so I raise my hand."

"I didn't tell you to raise your hand." Bu Yuni replied honestly.

I was silent because of his words. Then, swallow my own saliva because of the stupidity I made. I can't repay him anymore because I did commit a recklessness.

I felt like I was on a big wall, I couldn't get anywhere, and finally someone shot a bullet in the sniper at me.

Know it? The one who fired the sniper was Bu Yuni.

In short he's good at cornering someone.

Even so, I can't give up. I remembered the 'wise word' I got from a SosMed and finally it became a principle that I always held firm. The cool word is 'surrender is just a weak person'.

"But Ang-"

"Well, I'll give you a choice."

Bu Yuni cut my words again. Is he not interested in my statement? Where is freedom of opinion?

"Optional?"

"Yes, there are 3 options, Riki. But, you have to promise to choose 1 of those 3 choices."

This option may choose a class position other than the Class Chair. If true, I strongly agree.

What is it, the important thing is not to be the Class Leader.

"All right." I said I agreed

"Because you said 'fine' means you've agreed to it, right?" ask Bu Yuni to me.

I just nodded, giving a gesture of agreement to Bu Yuni. I prepared my ears to hear his words. I wouldn't miss a word from him. Bu Yuni immediately opened her mouth.

"The first choice is yes, the second is yes and the third is okay. So, which one do you choose?"

I blinked my eyes a few times after hearing her words. My vision became empty as if it had been swept away. From the few seconds that I missed, I finally reconnected with my brain and reflexively I said "Eh?"

Yea? Yes? Okay well? There is no answer No? No? or Nope? Those choices are the result....

"......Isn't it the same, Mom?"

"Yep, that's right"

"Ehh??"

What is that so-called beautiful and good Bu Yuni's choice? How can it be called a choice? The 3 choices are both agreeable.

"Everyone doesn't mind, does Riki become Class Leader?" bu Yuni said to all the students.

"No." some students answered with smiles

"Eeehhhhh???" I said surprised

I was surprised, they were compact once just to make me the Class Leader.

It's not that I'm happy or moved while shedding dramatic tears because they trust me to be their leader. However, it's just that the feeling that runs in my heart is so eager to explode with great force.

It can be said that the competition was like I was digging a large hole, then if it was very deep, I jumped and plunged into the hole and shouted loudly to show my happiness.

Therefore, in return for wanting to make me the Class Leader, there are things I want to do to them so that they realize my feelings. I want to say near their eardrums one by one in a loud voice and say that they are all.....

Kamvret!!!!

Thank you for choosing me, kamvret!!!

"Welcome to officially become Class Leader!" said Bu Yuni with a smile and a warm tone.

What is the 'good' beautiful Bu Yuni? The word 'happy' is for those who are happy. But I'm not happy here!

One of the best ways to get out of this situation is to give him an absolute and logical reason, in the sense that he can't return my excuses anymore.

So I had to think back to making that excuse. I racked my brain to think harder and soon I found some ideas.

Okay, I'm going to turn it down with some of those ideas that just popped into my head.

All right, it's time to talk.

Before I tried to open my mouth, Bu Yuni said

"And Riki......... You won't reject her again right?!" continued Bu Yuni with a warm smile and a sinister tone.

Woahs... It's spooky, it's spooky. Sanking was scared, I reflexively said "Heh? I-i-yaa". He smiled at my answer.

With this I became the Class Leader in this class.

Flashback.

That's the short story of why I became your babu in this class.

Different from other leaders. The class leader is babu.

Let me give you an example of one of the most basic things.

The meaning of the chairman himself is the superior of an organization. His name is 'chairman', one of his duties is a person who can tell his subordinates to do the tasks he gives. However, in contrast to the class leader, even inversely proportional to the statement.

In fact, Classroom Leaders are always told to do tasks such as collecting all the PR into the teacher's room. And, the one who had the Class Master do that was usually just an ordinary disciple.

So, what is that what the chairman meant?

In short, the class leader is a babu.

What's worse is that my desire to become a mediocre student is a complete failure because of this sadistic teacher. No matter what, being the class president every week will definitely feel the name 'command'.

And one more desire that is not achieved in this class is