Your name is Secret
Physically weak

Arriving in the field all students towards the inheritance that has been provided based on class groups. Since class 7B does not yet have a class leader as a result direct teachers who direct where they must stand against the sun. Actually for the entire 7th grade, the teacher direct the guiding because of the class structure that has not been formed.

After the row position is obtained, return to the initial problem. The necktie. Students are confused on how to wear a tie. Because obviously the SD tie and SMP tie are different.

Niken panicked even more, who should he ask for help. Adila is the only friend she knows is in the back row because of her high posture while Niken must be heartened because thanks to her short body she is in the front row even though she is still in third place.

"May you please put a tie on?" Niken ventured to ask for help to a female friend who was beside her right because when she observed other students only friends beside her right this is the most neat tie couples.

"Wadoh, I can not masang tie, this was my mother who was masangin, ask to install Salsa alone this." The one asked for help instead diverted to the friend who was behind Niken.

Niken turned his head and found the friend standing behind him gawking at a loss for being suddenly appointed but more importantly the woman who had a height of eleven twelve with Niken had attached a tie in her collar.

"Gue's? Why?" tanyanya's confused.

"Pair a tie."

"But it can't be neat."

"No papa even if it's not neat." Niken quickly replied. Rather than his tie not attached he could be punished.

The friend standing behind him finally put a tie in despite his initial hesitation.

"Hehehe sorry yes I also just learned the masang tie this morning, still kind of forgot how the masangnya how," he said after the third time the tie that was in the collar Niken failed to attach. Niken just smiled. I'm grateful that someone wants to be kind to his tie.

"My name is Salsa, whose name is it?" While still trying to wrap the tie, Niken's newly discovered friend asked.

"Miss."

"Can't it be Sa? Why isn't it finished? Lo want to masangin tie or want to nyek children people. Unloading and unloading the tides." Niken and Salsa compactly turned towards the girl whose tie was paired by her mother.

"This talkative thing is called Marwah." Marwah pouted to Salsa because it was called chatty but immediately sumringah when facing Niken.

"My name is Marwah." Marwah waved cheerfully when they were only two steps away.

"Gue Niken." Niken smiled at the joy of Marwah. Not much different from the joy displayed by Adila.

"It's over." Salsa exclaimed cheerfully because the results of his tie practice went smoothly and the results were quite neat. After ten minutes have passed.

"Geez, it's been almost an hour that we're standing here a new ceremony is about to begin. What is the intention of this ceremony?" Marwah grumbled as she shook her sweaty collar.

"Prophe Mar, it's a ceremony." Salsa said casually while stroking the arms of Marwah's hand. Marwah glanced at the fierce Salsa.

Niken is actually starting to fret. The sun has gone up, it is estimated that it is now 9 and the ceremony has just begun. Cold sweat has begun to lengthen the temple and Niken's back.

Niken has anemia. He was the least powerful if he had to run or stand in the sun like this. His eyes would usually be twitching and his head began to feel dizzy. And sure enough that the flag hoisting is still running half-mast, Niken is not strong enough to hold his body weight.

Pile up!!!

Niken also fainted.

***

"Why does it feel like you're passing out, Ma?" marcel asked on the sidelines of Niken still told me a bit of his embarrassing Junior High.

"Yes like a regular sleeper. Not aware of anything," said Niken calm, in contrast to Marsya who was very upset with his sister named Marcel. Because thanks to questions of no importance, her mother's story came to a halt.

"Disregard him ma, continue the story," said the brother.

Niken nodded and stared at the ceiling of the room, digging back into memories decades ago.

***

Niken opened her eyes and looked around. All these rooms were all white and he faintly smelled the smell of medicine. There was a yellow curtain next to it. Niken sighed as she realized where she was. For Niken there was nothing more embarrassing than fainting on the first day of school. Still holding the status of a new student, did not know anyone. Niken is awake and now in the UKS.

"Eat a snack first deck, let there be power." Niken glanced at the name tag attached to the shirt of the student who greeted her. The upperclassman named Diah offered a cup containing three ayu putu cakes. Niken accepted it even though she wasn't hungry. Niken took the time to eat breakfast made by his aunt before leaving for school this morning.

"Thank you brother."

"The sweet tea on the nightstand." Niken nodded.

"The ceremony isn't over, brother?" Niken asked because there was no wall clock in the room. Niken couldn't predict when she would be able to enter the class.

"Yet. Usually, if already the kepsek who give a speech will be long deck. Thank goodness fainted so no need to stand for long in the heat."

I swear, Niken did not want to faint even though he had to stand for hours in the field and overheated.

"Is there a fainting that needs to be grateful for?" Niken asked the astonishment that only Diah answered with a laugh.

"I'll just register as a member of PMR so no need to heat up. Males really have to ceremony, mending here ngadem under AC. Uh don't copy ya!" Diah gave a threat that was just a hilarious tone in Niken's ear.

"Who brought me here, brother?" Niken asked again because it was impossible for Diah to lift himself up to the UKS.

"The PMR boy. It's their job to raise the students who fainted."

Niken nodded her head. Niken and fainting during the ceremony seemed like two things that could not be separated. When SD Niken often fainted during the ceremony. Therefore Niken never follow any excrement during SD. Niken is famous for his weak physique.

"You don't have to feel bad. Precisely PMR guys on seneng if the fainting girl, besides not too heavy body weight, they also so can lyrics which if beautiful and can be a bustle."

The new niken will answer Diah's remark that he is still a minor and does not understand what Diah was talking about when the bell rang. Niken immediately moved and put on his shoes lying under the bed. I don't know who let go. Maybe Diah.

"You want to go to class? No academy first?"

"No, brother. I'm going straight to class. Not good, I'm still a new kid."

Though the real reason is because there are no friends who accompany him ngadem in the UKS. Sister Diah has definitely returned to her class because the lesson hours will begin. Ngadem alone and can-can be accompanied by astral creatures resident of UKS, ihh better Niken back to class only.

"Sister, can you please take me to 7B class, right? I don't know the way." Brother Diah who was tidying up the drugs somehow, stopped his activities and turned to look at Niken.

"Are you scared of straying?" Niken nyengir's.

"Yes, come on." Diah walked out of the UKS. Niken kind of ran after him.

"So, has the medicine not finished yet?"

"Just calm down, there are other PMR members."

What a noble deed this upperclassman did. Because it's too noble to be exemplary.