A Book Born Of Love Without A Love Word Inside It (rewrite)
ch 1 - Elections

the sound of the classroom waking me up from sleep. I've been in school for a month but I've had a lot of troublesome things that I've been through.

"Rai Rai woke up to change lessons" said my colleague Fajar.

"Yeah" said myself.

I'm still in a state of remembering what happened like people waking up.

"Dziesta wash your face!!!, you every mother comes always with a pillow face" said my teacher

"Hehe's ready ma'am, permission to go to the toilet" said myself who was still groping.

"Let's not be long2" said my teacher

After washing my face, I returned to my class while passing another class2. My class is almost in the hallway. So, it takes more energy to come back and I hate that.

Deg. the sound of my steps being stopped because I saw something that caught my attention. When I saw it, my heart spontaneously said, "beautiful" was embarrassed enough to admit it but, but, my heart spontaneously said, "beautiful" was embarrassed enough to admit it, that's what my heart tells me that I don't care about relationships of the opposite sex, maybe it's a bug.

Walking while looking down, he looks very hasty at a glance seen his face by me. passed me as if I was transparent, he slightly nudged me, with a sweet facial expression he apologized.

He walked through my class which means he came from the superior class which is class 10A. I envy the facilities there, too complete. AC, dispensers, shoe lockers and all that all students crave.

10A was a class that caught my attention. While in class I had time to think" Who is he?", said myself in my heart.But the first time I saw him, how could he be a transfer student?,when he first entered, was he not present?. I don't know, that's what I was curious about.

I went to the hopes of the nation High School, a school that he said only certain people could get in.

I managed to enter like a normal student by taking the exam. Surprisingly, as I recall I wasn't too serious about taking this school exam.

10B is my class, the corner class and the class that is farthest from the stairs.I'm grateful this school only has two floors, but there is something that sometimes makes me upset, but,why is there no toilet on the second floor?!!.

this is my first day of school. The school is not too far from my house which is only two bus stops away.

After arriving at the class I quickly secured the table that I thought was the most strategic, not too front and also not far from the fan, the first row of the third row table was the one I chose.When it was just a while, someone had put a bag next to me.

"Emm.it's empty right?" he said

"As seen" said myself

"Hahaha you're interesting" he said

I don't know what's funny until he laughs, but there's a part of me that feels good about having new friends. We started asking about names, residences and such. The name that will be my friend later is "Fajar".I hope he is a calm person.

Time has shown 6.45, 15 minutes before the entrance hours and the classroom atmosphere is getting crowded. Although only briefly met, many have formed friendship groups, I wonder why they can make friends so quickly.

"Jreng jreng jreng"about like this my school bell.Bell with guitar sound, the original yahh more beautiful than I wrote.

"Assalamualaikum", my new teacher.

"Waalaikum salam Bu", the sound of the class.

It turns out that he still looks young, maybe around the age of 30 and also he looks fierce as a teacher as well as my prospective homeroom teacher.

"Mother's name Diah Farisa, you can call mother with the name Bu Diah, starting today the mother who will be your homeroom teacher" said Ms. Diah.

"To this day, learning is replaced with self-introduction of each and the formation of a class committee.Introduction at the beginning of the first absence" said Bu Diah.

"The name of the mother calls please come forward" said Ms. Diah.

I'm quite calm with this because my name starts from the letter "Dz" from SD to Junior High I always get the absent number in the middle.

There's been about five people going forward and they're all still alphabetically "A" sometimes I feel sorry for the guy who's alphabetized "A" because he's always been the first one, we can say with a tumbala.

"Dina Andriani"

I was stunned by the shock of hearing the alphabet of his name. It seems like I'm getting close to my name, I'm a little nervous but I'm going to be brave because the first impression is important.

"Dziesta Rai"

Dziesta Rai, that's my name. I wanted to say hate to that name but, that's the name my mother's father gave me. A unique name, which always made me the center of attention.

"Feeling was not horrified.but pas I went forward why on the ngeliatin dah" said I in my heart.

"Please introduce yourself" said Ms. Diah

I hate this situation where all the views are on me.

"Emm, my name is dziesta rai you can call me rai.I live near Univ Indonesia and my hobby.

I'm trying to remember what I do in my spare time other than sleep

- my hobby is playing games", said myself with a little shame.

"Okay, please sit back Rai" said Bu Diah.

I rushed to my chair, but strangely after sitting I still felt the piercing air2 because in the eyes of someone.

"Rai", said Ms. Diah.

"What's wrong, ma'am?", said I

"You're the mother who appointed you to be the candidate for class president" said Ms. Diah.

"But my words are cut immediately

"No rejection", Tegur Bu Diah.

"Good ma'am" said I

I could feel the humans laughing at the sight of me being oppressed

In the class election, there are 3 candidates I, Rangga and hana

Voting paper has been distributed, with the spirit of I write Rangga's name on my voting paper, if you ask why?, I just do not want to do the troublesome thing. I want to lose this election.

Voting papers have been collected.bu Diah began to tell some students to help him calculate the vote.

"Hana, Rangga Hana", yes I am happy because currently there are only about 5 people who vote for me. I don't know why my hunch says so many bad things about this.

''dziesta, dziesta" My name began to be heard often, I began to resign with this.

Voting results have been determined. I can't stand to see her.

"Rai rai.liat who won hana" said dawn.

"Alhamdulillah", said I gratefully.

"Eh but you cake so representative deh,vote Rangga the least number" said dawn.

"Seriously Lo????" I said.

"Iyaaaa" said dawn

"Bismillah bismillah", I am trying to calm myself who is starting to panic because of the information from dawn.

"Good with this result can be determined by the head of our class" said Ms. Diah.

"who will be the head of our class is hana.and who will be the representative is rangga"

"Yes", my heart's happy to hear it

"I'm sorry it seems like the mother is less careful, the more votes here is Dziesta.so the representative of the class here is the dziesta" said Bu Diah.

"Ahhh already.." said my disappointed self because, tomorrow will be a little troublesome.

Chairman and vice class has been set. I wanted to be confused why can women win the vote but after I saw2 again, more women in this class.

"Tet tet tenet", the sound of a resting bell.

"Anak2 rest time you can come out now, for those who bring bekel from home please eat" said mom

"Good ma'am" said one class

I'm still amazed how beautiful the bell sounds here.

"Rai you brought rice?", asked dawn.

"Thong jar "I answer.

"Yaudah come to the cafeteria", take the dawn.

"OK" I replied.

The two of us rushed to the cafeteria, but the moment we got out of the classroom a voice called out to me.

"Dziesta!," Call someone.

I thought who it turned out to be hana, the new class leader at once who would be my partner later.

"Yes.Why?", answered me.

"Emm.for the next year please cooperate" said Hana

He's a good boy, but somehow I feel something strange with him.."please cooperate with him" I'm sure very rarely Indonesian people who use these words.I often hear this in Naruto movies, I,is he a big fan of Naruto?.well, it could also be.

"OK.please cooperate" I replied.

When I say it like that she smiles and I realize that she is quite beautiful.