Your name is Secret
Class 7b

Niken was cleaning the warehouse that looked scattered and became a nest of mosquitoes. This warehouse is rarely open because it only contains used clothes and also a pile of cardboard that Niken himself forgot what the contents are. While reassembling the items, the voices of Marsya and Marcel who turned out to have gone home from school and changed clothes greeted his eardrums.

"Have you had lunch?" ask Niken while piling up dusty cardboard.

"Already dong. What else is your mom doing?" ask Marcel who entered the warehouse followed by Marsya.

"You mama sprayed mosquito repellent. Lots of mosquitoes. What'd y'all do? It's out there, a lot of dust!"

"You look around" said Marcel Cuek as Marsya rushed to pick up a broom and helped his mother clean up the dust.

Marcel fad open one of the boxes and found a lot of books that turned out to be very clean.

"Well, there's my mom's alumni book!" exclaim Marcel girang.

"Where?" ask Marsya enthusiastically. He put down his broom and rushed over to Marcel. Niken himself chose cuek even though he had frowned, the alumni of mama book that Marcel meant.

"Ma, mama did last night promise to want a story of mama's past," said Marsya reminded who was supported by an enthusiastic nod from Marcel.

"Awas, mama wants to spray poison. You guys just get out. Abis this mama shower and storytelling for you."

Niken chased away her children and when they had gone away, she immediately sprayed a mosquito repellent and closed the warehouse door afterwards. Marsya and Marcel were waiting for her in the living room and Niken took a bath.

"Mama's friends are many yes," commented Marcel when he opened up the alumni book his mother brought from the warehouse.

"Lumayan many. One class contains twenty-eight people. As for the alumni there are eight classes."

"Mom count the number of mama's friends?" ask Marsya astonished. He just does not know, in one class his friends there are how many.

"Not counted but used to researching. Mama was a class secretary at Junior High."

"What's ma?" marcel asked in amazement when according to Niken, so the secretary of the class was ordinary and tiring.

"The story dong, ma. The story!" Marcel shook his mother's arm enthusiastically as well as Marsya who looked at him with sparkling and hopeful eyes.

"Are you sure you want to hear my mama's story?"

"Sure dong!" Marsya and Marcel answered compactly.

All righty!

This story will be long and it is expected not to get tired of following it.

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"Here come in, there are already many who enter the gate," orders om Uno. Niken looked to the right and to the left. Confused yourself.

"Fear it," said Niken.

"Fear what? The teacher is fine," said om Uno calming.

"How did I not meet you?" worry Niken.

"certainly can. Where maybe out of the hundreds of students here no one wants to win with you." Again om Uno calms Niken who still looks worried.

"Well, I'm in first." Niken passed by leaving Uno who was also preparing to leave for work.

He entered school and knew no one. That is what Niken Aryani is going through. New school and not making new friends. Thankfully this school never held MOS so Niken did not feel even more miserable from this.

Actually Niken was a bit sorry to choose a school that was far from where he lived even so far away, Niken had to move provinces. Because by choosing a distant school that means Niken must face the consequences of not one friend from his old school who he knows also attended here. But regret is of no use. After all he had arrived here, enrolled a month ago and had officially become a student of Culture Junior High a week ago even he had been standing in front of his school gate.

With the backpack on his shoulders, Niken turned to the right and left to see the activities of other students passing by. Some have ridden motorcycles, some are escorted by their parents, some are taking public transportation and not even a few are on foot.

After being satisfied to observe the circumstances around, Niken walked to his class while hoping to find a new friend soon. With capital asking other students where the class is finally here Niken is, in class 7B. After being stranded first at Mading school to see which class he was placed in.

Again still without friends even after Niken sat sweetly on his lap. The bench that was right next to him. Blank. Also seen the state of his class boisterous by the voice of other students. Contrast with his condition.

Most of them sat in groups forming their respective alliances even though there were also those who were chatting but at least the two of them and there were friends unlike Niken. Niken so think, this is me who is too super or students here who are too arrogant anyway? No one wants to contact me?

While Niken was still looking to the right and to the left while lamenting his fate, entered a tall thin schoolgirl with long hair. At first he had stopped for a moment at the entrance but with a relaxed and gesture that was as if he had mastered the world, he approached the student who was sitting alone.

"Hi." Niken who felt that there was a voice near her immediately turned her head.

"Can you sit here? The other bench is already full."

Niken smiled and nodded.

"Can. I just happen to not have friends."

"Atila."

"Miss."

Either Adila is too friendly or indeed she has known some of the children of this class, he continued to spread a smile and immediately invited a chat of friends sitting in front and behind him for a second after he sat on his stool.

"From which SD?" Niken turned her head towards Adila.

After being satisfied chatting with other friends, maybe Adila just remembered that there are other creatures that need to be accompanied and invited to chat.

"SD 020." Adila scrunched her forehead.

"Where's that SD?" Because it feels foreign to the name of the school called Niken.

"SD in Riau."

"Oohhh. That's far away. If I'm from SD Pelita Jaya." Niken did not ask. Adila also mentioned the name of her SD, Niken did not know SD Pelita Jaya where it was. But let Niken anyway do need a chatty friend considering his quiet and stiff personality.

"Can't you get rough here?"

Niken has not yet answered the sound of bells ringing. All the students came out. Adila reflexes holding Niken's arm following the other students.

"Where are you going?" Niken asked astonished to see all the students who scattered out while busy about the tie. Niken so glanced at his collar and hung the tie there. Just hanging without properly installed. Niken can't wear it.

Adila who heard Niken's question scrunched her forehead back. Where does this strange creature come from?

"Lo forgot the day, Nik? It's Monday, it's ceremony time."

At once Niken felt to be the most bego human in the world.