"But, Sis. This isn't fair. Why is it so difficult for Pelita Mulya High School and Harapan Bangsa High School to be easy? This isn't fair... other than that, and it's the same as mocking our opponent's High School, right? If—"
"It's okay... my ears are hot to hear your chatter, Nilam! Hurry up and type! And ask for Mr Hamdan's autograph."
"Mr Hamdan didn't come in, Sis."
"Sekar... I'll ask for Mrs. Marita's autograph later."
"I... yes, Sis." Aldi left. It was just me and Sekar who was in the student council room. Actually... I feel sorry for her too. Maybe... these few days, she's been doing this job herself.
"I'll accompany you to find Mrs. Marita, okay?" I offered. Her pale face looked surprised, and then she looked down as she adjusted his glasses.
"No need, Lam. I don't want to bother you."
"I'm not bothered, seriously. I—" I stopped. I immediately groaned in pain when Maman—my student council friend—accidentally bumped into my arm. Not him, but the wood he was carrying. A rough plank of wood with spikes on the edges managed to rip my arm apart.
"Sorry, Lam! I didn't mean to, really!" he said. Lowering the pile of wooden planks, then was about to look at my wound. I remember Ricky's words as if he was angry when a boy touched me. I immediately took my arm away from him.
"No...it's okay. I'll just treat it at the UKS, and it will get better."
"Hurry up, Lam! Inspection!" screamed Maman. He is indeed a lisp, but his lisp is only at the pronunciation of the letter 'F,' which changes to 'P.' Besides, it's normal.
I rushed out of the Student Council Room, and the UKS was located between the BP Room and the Principal. And the distance from the Student Council Room is quite far. Half running, I walked there because there were still Harapan Bangsa High School students. Remember, today is the final round of basketball and football. And more important than all of that, I don't want Arya to catch my figure and then come closer. Not for nothing. I just don't want Ricky to misunderstand. I don't know, and my heart wants to keep Ricky's feelings. That's why I have to hurry.
"Nilam, what are you doing?" Rian approached me in a panic. Incidentally... he is one of the PMR children and was assigned to be one of the UKS guards by the teachers. It wasn't just him. There is always a representative in each class to carry out this task.
"Your arm is bleeding?!" she screamed, answering his question. I'm still standing still, wincing in pain. Quickly the boy who had aspirations to become a nurse pulled me to sit on the bed. Then he took the first aid kit.
When Rian was about to give me red medicine, the door to the UKS Room opened. My eyes widened when I realized who was in front of me. Ricky, standing with his cold face, walked past me just like that. He slept on the bed next to mine as if he didn't even see Rian's presence.