FERYANA
This story begins with a new student who moves to SMK Negeri 8 Padang. Precisely in the light vehicle engineering department. schoolgirl? Yes… she is a girl.
"Good afternoon everyone," said Mr. Ahmad, the Tkr teacher.
All students answered the greeting from the teacher. ️
Simultaneously, I entered a class whose contents were of the opposite sex.
Clumsy ? of course. I am a woman. And I certainly have that awkward feeling that every girl everywhere has.
"You have new friends. I'm sure you will be happy, please, son, introduce your names," said Mr. Ahmad.
I just nodded politely at him. Then he turned his face to the whole class, which in fact was the man.
"Introduce my name Nirwana. I transferred from SMK Negeri 2 Padang sidempuan. I hope we can be friends," I said innocently with a slight tremor in my hand.
"Well... do you think you have any questions?" asked Mr. Ahmad.
One of the men in the class, seemed to raise his hand.
"ok… Feey, you want to ask something?"
"ouh… her name is Feey," I thought.
"Introduce my name is Fery. I want to ask something a little formal. May I?" he asked in a slightly intimidating tone.
I just nodded slowly.
"I want to ask, what is your real goal in going to a major school that in fact is a boy? Don't you feel ashamed? Or do you purposely be known as a woman who is surrounded by many men?" he asked in a slightly mocking tone. ️
"I see what you mean Feey. Treated like a queen," said one who was a few tables away from Feey's place.
The class seemed to burst into laughter.
My face flushed with shame. It feels like my first signal to be bullied has been delivered.
"I don't need a reason for what I'm interested in," I said without taking my eyes off the actually handsome Feey.
"I moved to this school because I had to go with my sister who also moved. Before I arrived at this school, at the previous school I was also majoring in TKR. Then where is the strange thing? Can you explain? Especially you Feey," I challenged with slightly arrogant tone.
And slowly the atmosphere in the class became quiet.
"I want to ask, if in the fashion class, there is a guy who comes in, will you guys also bully him?" I asked.
"Of course, that means that person's mentality is damaged, right?"
"No, but your maidset is too old-fashioned," I inquired.
I could see and feel them taking offense at me. Idiot, I really don't care.
"Okay, I think that's enough. We've wasted 5 minutes of our time, so Nirvana-"
"Just call Ana sir," I interrupted.
"Okay Ana, you please sit on the empty bench there," said Mr. Ahmad while showing an empty chair not far from where Fery sat.
I just quietly walked towards the chair that was shown by Mr. Ahmad.
And luckily for my first lesson of the day, it went smoothly. ️
2 hours passed, it was time for all students to enjoy their lunch break.
I took out a blue pontoon and a blue tumbler from my bag. And plans to take him out of class. I thought it would be very delicious to have lunch under a shady tree at the edge of the school.
"Hey… Ana," called one of the boys who was sitting in a group in one place with the other boys. Including Ferry.
I turned around with my cold, flat face.
"I'm seriously asking, why did you choose to major in TKR?" he asked.
"Before I answer your question, may I know your name?" I asked him back.
"For what? Why don't you just answer the question?" said Fery with an annoying face.
"It's not more polite, when you're talking to someone you should first ask his name. He doesn't mind anyway. Then why did you speak up?" I challenged the songong boy.
Fery just kept silent while looking at me cynically.
"But he has a point, Ana," said the boy who asked me earlier.
"Then I'm not obligated to satisfy your mind with my answer either, am I?" I said back and left the class.
It's a sick first experience.
My journey to the corner of the school is quite long. I had to pass a fashion and catering class, which in fact were mostly girls.
I'm sure they have a bad attitude towards me too. Because I'm the only girl in the TKR class.
Ah… never mind. That is not important. Besides, I didn't go to school out of their parents' wallets.
Yups ... like my first guess, it feels very good to eat under this shady tree. I completely ignored the other students with their deadly glances that I wanted to beat up. But never mind, let them be engrossed in their boasts and jokes.
Brugh…
I am surprised. The rest of my supplies spilled all on the ground. Only my cappuccino is still safe in my blue tumbler.
"Hey ... sorry. I didn't mean to," said a man who came with sweat profusely and his clothes were tattered because he was playing basketball.
"Are you sorry, can you return my lunch that was spilled on the ground?" I asked sharply.
He seemed to be scratching his head which I thought didn't itch at all. "Sorry… are you still hungry?" he asked with a funny face.
"Phuf… your face is so cute. Hahha… it's okay. I'm also full," I replied casually.
"Okay then," he replied with a smile.
"Woi… fast. Take the ball. In fact, at least," shouted his friends, who had been waiting for the ball to return to the basketball court.
"May I have the ball?" the man asked me. it just so happened that the ball was right under the chair I was sitting on.
I took the ball, and then played it in my hand.
"Oiya… what's your name?" I asked again before passing the ball.
"My name is John," he said.
I passed the ball. " I-"
"Ana… Nirvana right?" cut it.
I smiled with a confused look on my face.
"Your name has been spread around the school. So you don't need to be confused if people already know your name," he said.
I just smiled sweetly. "Then I'll continue playing again. Sorry in advance," he said and then left.
At the very least, there are still people I can talk to.
This school is quite large. Just a little stiff. According to me. Or am I just not used to it.
The facilities are also quite complete. I think this is not inferior to my old school.
"hey wait"
The voice stopped me. And immediately turned to the source of the voice.
3 women with scary faces. Maybe they are the ringleaders of gossip in this school.
"You're Ana, aren't you?" he asked in his haughty manner.
I nodded casually.
"Hmm ... I don't have any need for you. I just want to say, don't feel beautiful in the midst of TKR children. What else with Feey". The chatter.
"Maybe you mean Fery?"
"We used to call him Feey, and you should call him that too,"
"Tell me the reason"
"Because Feey is the most popular boy in school. So every popular boy must be called by a name that has been agreed upon by all students,"
"Unfortunately I didn't join the deal. So.. sorry, I don't accept such unofficial orders,"
The faces of the three hijab girls looked very cute.
"Btw if you want to change names, you have to cut buffalo or goat, at least chicken. Got it?" I said then looked pretty leaving the three of them with their irritation.