The bell is ring,
other student moments running towards the canteen, a girl turns a step the opposite direction.
If the canteen is at very back of the school, Inas, the young girl, stepped into the very front of the building.
"Hi, Nas!," greeted a group of students when they passed Inas.
"Hi," Inas replied followed by a smile.
"Nas, we are not willing if Caca is the main suspect," added one of them.
Then the other two students said yes.
Aah...readers of wall magazine have been carried away by Inas's serial story.
"Eeh...I'll try," replied Inas with a big smile.
She is happiest if many people like her story.
"Don't just try, Nas! It must be done," they always ask for a story line that suits them.
Even though it can't always be like that, this is Inas opinion.
Then Inas continued the steps,
the hallway was silent.
It looks like all the residents have moved to the canteen.
"Don't get bored every time you go to headquarters?," asked a young man as he came out of the classroom.
Inas knew the man, his name is Abad.
In fact, Inas was never in the same class as Abad.
The dimpled young man had an extracurricular activity with her in the first year ago.
In that first year, Inas tried to take part in drawing art extracurricular activities.
But in fact she is not talented at drawing.
Very different from her, Abad is a very talented person in the art of drawing.
His fingers were so magical,
once drew a line...abracadabra! be the desired image.
And Inas shook her head slowly, answering Abad's question.
"So, may i know how the story ends?," asked Abad who always folded his sleeves.
"Sorry, that can't be," Inas replied briefly.
"How about a little?," asked Abad still hopeful.
Then Inas nodded.
Only like that when the two met, just say hello, like school friends.
Now Inas continues the steps. Likewise with Abad who moved in the opposite direction. It seems he walked towards the canteen.
That's were Inas's destination, a room adjacent to the student council office. The room is not that large with several desks equipped with a computer machine on it. This is the Brilliant headquarters, a wall magazine that strives to exist in the all-digital age.
"Inas, tomorrow, will you join in the selection of the new wall magazine team members?," asked Awan, the wall magazine leaders, after Inas arrived.
"No, the other members," Inas answered then sat down among the other members.
"Inas, you must be like that!," said a curly eyelashes who sat near Inas.
Then Inas just smiled.
"Is it true that one of our prospective members is the daughter of a famous writer?," said a tall man, watching the sheets of paper piled on the table.
"According to the data like that," Atika answered, the girl with curly eyelashes.
"Her name is Maida Husna, she is Yahya Kemal's daughter," said Atika again, surprising Inas and the others.
"So cool, our wall magazine is the arrival of the daughter of a famous writer," Awan, the Brilliant leader, spoke up.
Inas also and the others seemed to nod.
"Later, who wants to come to the village of knowledge?," asked Atika changing to another topic of conversation.
Several team members followed each other giving answers.
"Inas, do you wanna go too?," asked Atika when she didn't get an answer from Inas.
"Yes, i do," Inas answered while stamping two feet.
After that she ran towards the toilet at the end of the hallway. Actually at that time she passed the man who owns the dimples, but Inas didn't see it. She was in a hurry to go into the toilet.
Arrived in front of the toilet, Inas's patience is tested. At that time two toilets were occupied. Beside that, there were also two people lining up in front of it.
"Can i go in first?," said Inas who was always like that.
"It's okay, Miss. Just go in first," answered a girl with little lips allowing Inas to enter first.
"Thank you," said Inas still stomping two feet.
"Isn't that Inas Alma?," whispered the little-lipped girl's friend after Inas went into the toilet.
"Inas Alma, a fiction writer at wall magazine?," asked the little lips.
"Shh, that's right, Mai," answered the friend called the little lips with...Mai. It is true, Mai is Maida, Maida Husna.
Five minutes later, Inas came out of the toilet. She thanked to the little lips again.
Finish from the toilet, Inas stepped back towards the headquarters of the Brilliant. She still wants to get together with the other team members. Considering there are several wall magazine agendas that might be discussed.
"Inas, have you copied the file here?," asked Husein when Inas arrived there again.
"Of course, i have. i've saved it in the fiction folder," Inas answered while sitting back down beside the curly eyelashes, Atika.
Then Husein checked the computer screen in front of him.
"So, today we want to talk about the wall magazine competition, this year's theme is for our earth," said Awan starting their discussion on that day.
Oops Inas remembered, she brought a box of fried bananas.
"Sorry, i forgot," said Inas then took the lunch book which she just put beside the chair.
She opened the lunch box and placed it in the center of the table.
"Please taste it, there are many fried bananas," added Inas while preceding the others to take the fried bananas.
Then one by one the other members also took the pile of fried bananas.
"I want all the material covered regarding our earth," Awan added the explanation.
"Including the fiction too?," asked Inas sounding very curious.
"I hope so, but the story has to be interesting," Awan answered without hesitation.
"For the picture story too, Husein!," Awan changed to remind Husein who was still sitting in front of the computer screen.
And Husein seemed to nod firmly.
If Husein immediately nodded firmly,
Inas immediately confused by the leader's request. She really has no idea about it.