NAWAITU | Initial Intentions Towards Divine Ridho
Chapter 21

Exactly Fadhil arrived at the bell class had rang, the time gathered in the field.But there is something strange, where is Annas bag? Hasn't he arrived first? Fadhil's confused. Because the students had run to the field, then Fadhil also went to the field. Fate, because a little late he went to the back row. Usually they are both in the front row. But Fadhil is still confused looking for his brother in the ranks of the eleventh class IPA one. Niente.

The flag ceremony begins.

"The ceremony leader is welcome to enter the ceremony field" said the host

"Eh! Look at! Isn't that Annas? Why is he the master of ceremonies?" the students behind the line spoke

"Really!She looks cool." said the other student

"God! Noisy to know! Inget yeah Annas it's mine!" fitri was upset

"Basic! Who the hell is Annas? Annas aja never nanggepin him." muttered the student earlier while glancing here towards Fitri

"Have a son! What did heh say?" Fitri glares

"Chat on! If you want to talk ahead!" reprimand Mr. Iwan who was suddenly behind them. They looked at him smiling, then fixed the line. Finally silent.

'Didngapain become the leader of the ceremony? Isn't today the time for grade eleven of IPA three?' Fadhil wondered

"Feb! Annas." whispered Ani

"Yes continues?" Febby is still facing forward

"She seems to be thinking you keep going Feb." whispered Ani again

"Don't bother An" said Febby

"Seriously Feb, try li-"

"Annn! Hussst!" Febby glared at Ani

"Hehehe yes yes." Finally Ani stopped teasing Febby

Finally the ceremony is over. The hot day made the students feel relieved when the line had been officially disbanded by the leader of the ceremony. Look, only the heat has complained, has not fought against the invaders.

"Woi, are you the leader of the ceremony? Isn't it time for the third grade of IPA eleven huh? Where's your bag? There wasn't a nyari cave in class." Fadhil who had just approached Annas immediately gave him many questions

Annas took a deep breath."It was told to be with Mr. Iwan for dressing, because no one wants to be the leader of the ceremony, continue to leave the cave bag in the teacher's room more precisely in the room Mr. Iwan." replied Annas

Fadhil. "How does it feel to be a ceremonial leader?" Fadhil raised his eyebrows

"It's normal." replied Annas with his flat face

"What does it mean to stand right in the hallway of the eleventh grade IPA two?" Fadhil starts teasing Annas, but Annas still doesn't understand. Whatdoes thatmean?After a few seconds he finally understood what Fadhil meant.

"Dwoooh! Weh sick." Annas stepped on Fadhil's shoes

"Sorry, intentional." Annas started to go into the teacher's room

Fadhil clenched his hands in pain.

"Why you?" said Satria who suddenly appeared in front of Fadhil with his gang

"It's none of your business." said Fadhil, he was still in pain

"Where's your temen?" ask Satria again

"Who?" Fadhil behind his nanya

"Your songong brother" replied Satria

"Aren't you the song?" timpal Fadhil

"What you said! You dare to same ha cave?" satria

"Dare, but later if you want to fight, the foot of the cave again hurts. Hye!" Fadhil waved away Satria and her gang, of course by walking like a limp

"Heh where are you going!" shouted Satria

'Thank God that Satria did not chase the cave.Can be the cave was a bit of a nantang him' Fadhil patted his jidat

"Had Sat, do not be hard later at the same whim of the teachers" said Adit. Right, in front of the office there were still some teachers standing there either chatting about what.

Satria finally complied and took her friends to go to the backyard.

Arriving at Fadhil's class was startled again, there was no Annas there, neither was the bag visible.

"Where are you? It's bell heh." Fadhil passed by Mr. Iwan

"Eh Mr. Iwan, I want permission to go to the bathroom sir" replied Fadhil while scratching his head that does not itch

"the hunt! There will be a repeat" said Mr. Iwan firmly

"Ba-ik sir." Fadhil ran

'No wonder where Annas, no wonder what bel gini. Already know the first hour filled Mr. Iwan.' Fadhil's tirade in his heart while running, turning to and fro looking for Annas.

"Where is Fadhil going?" ask the tall female figure who just came out of the teacher's office

"Eh Miss Mila, I want to find Annas Ma'am. Is she here, Mom?" fadhil replied with a smile

"Annas? Isn't it in class? After the ceremony he had already taken his bag from Mr. Iwan's room. I saw it earlier." said Ms. Mila in a very friendly tone

'This is so weird, where is he?'

"Good Mom, thank you very much" said Fadhil while returning to his class, before he turned to the field to see Satria and his friends laughing. Maybe they are happy just let it go. Fadhil continues to head to his class, as a result of which he cannot find Annas.

When Mr. Iwan called out the names of the students one by one, Fadhil decided to tell Mr. Iwan that Annas's permission was due to illness, so he would not get angry for not taking part in the replay.

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"Hi Feb!" Satria waved her hand, Febby just nodded back.

"Eh Sat! Your hands why is there blood?" When Satria realized it, she immediately removed the blood so that Febby did not know what had just happened

"You're no longer Sat!" Ani glared, Satria's friends were silent, but Satria just waved to Ani, ignoring her. She leaves Ani and Febby.

"She must be acting again." whispered Ani to Febby

"An don't suudzon just yet, we don't know what happened" said Febby

"But Feb. You didn't know he was a-"

"Look! That's not Annas, is it? Who did he fight with? His face was battered that." said one of the students. That's right there's Annas, he popped out of the school's backyard. His condition was bad, his path was limping, his hand was holding his bloody cheek.

"That's it!" Ani immediately ran towards Annas, not forgetting her hand pulling Febby

"Annas? You've been fighting with Satria?" ani asked, Annas only nodded grimacing in pain once in a while looking at Febby watching her from earlier.

"The condition is very bad Feb. Eh? Feb! You are a member of PMR, hunt to treat Annas" said Ani again with a worried tone

"Should I be An?" whisper Febby to Ani

"Who else is Feb? We don't have time to find a PMR guy. Cepet Feb, fuck him!" Ani urges Febby, finally Febby complies.

"Come to the UKS." Febby's taking Annas

"No need." replied Annas still grimacing in pain

Ani patted her jidat. "Annas you have to be treated so that your wounds are healed" said Ani

Annas once again shook his head, "The cave is fine." Annas refuses.

"Eh Feb! Where you going?" yell Ani

"To the cafeteria." replied Febby as he ran

Ani was confused, why did she go to the cafeteria. Annas decided to sit on a bench near them. He straightened his legs. His condition is bad, his school uniform is dirty like wrestling.

In a few minutes Febby returned, in his hand was a basin.Without saying anything Febby immediately sat next to Annas.

"Well, in the compress" said Ani

"Not to Feb." Annas still refused, he was about to stand up.But Febby pulled Annas.Eh's arm? No, just calm down, Annas still wears an alma mater suit.

"Sit down." ordered Febby, Annas finally according.With such conditions he could not possibly run. Febby immediately compressed the bruises on Annas' face.Ani just kept watching the two of them.

"That's romantic" said one of the students who also watched the two of them. Obviously not just the three of them in the field, but there are some students who are still there. Sports hours haven't started yet, I don't know where the teacher is. Annas watches over those who talk about it, but Febby doesn't care, he continues to focus on treating Annas' wounds.

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