WHAT ABOUT ME?
Old wounds

"hi.. "greet me to everyone, I lyrics the man next to my best friend, his face is handsome, tall, his nose is sharp and smart.

The man just smiled without answering my greeting.

My three friends immediately invited me to come in because soon the bell will be ringing soon.

"then learn together, right? " ask my three best friends as soon as we get to class.

"so dong, let the spit is finished too if it is done immediately" replied Naila dibuguki by Rania and also Vidya.

shortly after, the entrance bell rang, we all immediately sat in our respective seats to wait for the teacher who soon came to teach.

I sat down with Naila, while Rania was with Vidya.

still vividly remembered when I first entered this school, those three people who had once accepted me with open arms, offered a friendship that I thought was nothing but nonsense back then.

a pal? heh, I assume it is just the wind then, I don't easily trust someone, especially that person offers a friendship.

events in the past made it very difficult to accept new people, ostracized, in the trunk, in the mouth and treated as they pleased, which eventually turned me into a closed girl when I was out of the house.

The flashback

SD Hope

The hour-break bell rang, my friend partly scattered out to immediately go to the cafeteria, while I who did have only a little pocket money decided not to go to the cafeteria, I better save the money so that later I can buy a pencil of the same color as my friend.

in class, I was with my other girlfriends.

When I was writing on the blackboard, arriving from the back, some of my female friends deliberately lifted the uniform skirt that I was wearing so that I saw the dal*man I was wearing, not even there, they even described on the board what they saw.

ruined it? of course my heart is very broken, I am sad, want to ask for help but free, my other friends just watch, there are also those who laugh at me as if I deserve to be embarrassed.

"arrghh, already, loose, please don't do that. "my door is shrinking.

I cried, roared, asked to be let go. After seeing myself cry they finally started letting go of me.

after I missed running towards the back of the school, I cried as if there was a friend who bullied me followed me to the back of the school, I don't know what they were doing, obviously they didn't touch me or just calm me down.

after school, I sat down in front of Mushola near my school, before going home first to tidy up my uniform, I also washed my face repeatedly so that mother did not know if I had just cried.

Since then, they often harassed me, even I had the desire to end my life when unable to face alone, it was the figure of the mother who eventually became my reason to stay until now.

Flashback off

But it turns out my guess is wrong, they embrace me, not even rarely also helped me when I was in trouble.

finally after a while I doubted their loyalty, finally in exactly one month I entered school, I was willing to accept the friendship they offered.

given the incident, I did not feel my tears just go down, Naila who knew I was crying suddenly was surprised.

"Why are you, sick? " sanyanya.

fortunately, the teacher who taught in our class had already left after giving a task for us to do, if not, he could have asked me a lot of things.

"eh, I don't know Nai, I don't papa" I replied lying.

where might I tell you about what I think, could be a great school if Naila found out I was a victim of bullying.

"yes we have, do not mewek again, mending kerjain tuh his task so that soon it is finished we huddle" Naila is always able to melt the atmosphere.

I know that he was very curious about what really happened, but he chose to keep his question meetings close because he didn't want me to remember something that could have been what made me cry.

my shoulders were patted from behind, Rania and Vidya who were indeed sitting on my back bench were also quickly reading my gelagat.

"hey, why? " ask Rania

"no, it's okay, this just read the sad story, uh know even mewek, yes Nai" my alibi.

"hu um. emang lebay not kelulungan nih son" said Naila.

"oh, kirain broke up. "kekeh Vidya.

"where there is, people I'm single, anyways where there are guys who want to be with me, no like"

I sometimes feel insecure when walking with my three best friends, because among the four of us, only I have skin darker than them, even my face is dull unkempt.