GITA PRAMESWARI

"Galih… hurry up! Mr. Roni has been waiting. Why did you take so long in there, huh?! Hurry up… I'm going to have a physics test today, I haven't memorized the formulas enough last night!" shouted Gita in front of the house terrace.

Gita grumbled to her little brother while wearing her shoes and then rushed to her mother and father to say goodbye.

"Dad… Mom… I'll go first, okay!" said Gita.

"Yes, be careful, dear!" replied her father and mother at the same time.

"Galih, hurry up! We'll be punished by the principal if we're late! You know our principal, don't you? If we're late, I'll finish you! I don't want my physics score to be in trouble with this problem, Galih!" Gita said irritated and Galih responded, who was no less irritated.

"I've heard your screams, Sis! Can you just be quiet for a moment? One of my socks disappeared and I just found it! Besides, wouldn't it be fun if we were punished? We just have to sit and play games in the park until the first and second hours are over! I'll beat you and catch up with me last night!"

Galih spoke casually. Instead of listening to his sister's nagging about her Physics test, Galih is more interested in avenging his defeat to Gita in an online game from their cell phone.

'I was so unlucky this morning! If I hadn't obeyed you last night whining to ask me to play an online game, I wouldn't be so panicked because I haven't memorized my physics material!'

'If there weren't mom and dad, then I'd have hit your head a long time ago!'

Hearing her brother's answer, Gita just snorted in annoyance, holding back patience, this morning she refused to be angry because she could destroy the material for today's test which she had memorized from last night.

"Dad, Mom, we are leaving, huh! Assalamu'alaikum…" said goodbye to both of which were also responded simultaneously by their parents.

Gita and her little brother left by boarding the school bus which had been waiting for them for a long time. That's what Gita used to experience almost every day. Nagging her little brother who is very relaxed every morning, while Gita is a disciplined child in terms of education and school.

Gita Prameswari or more familiarly called Gita. This fifteen-year-old girl almost every morning starts the same scene. Always wanted to quickly come to school without being punished.

She tries to be a good student at her school, at the State Junior High School in her area.

Gita is a smart and accomplished student from elementary school to the present. It would be embarrassing if Gita made a stupid mistake like being late for school.

Apart from being smart and accomplished, her school friends also know Gita as 'The troublemaker at school'.

Why is it like that?

Of course, because Gita is one of the students who is respected by other students. Her tomboy appearance with curly hair in a ponytail and sleeves that are often rolled up, seems far from soft for a teenage girl.

Her brave nature to fight when there are things she doesn't like makes boys her age think twice about bothering her. Gita is not the type of crybaby who cries when disturbed. Gita has another way of solving the problem. Then in what way? It's hand-to-hand and violence.

In contrast to junior high school students in general who are starting to enter puberty which encourages the nature of wanting to always be neat, feminine, and elegant in front of the young boys.

Gita is the exact opposite of girls her age. Gita always looks indifferent, quiet, and doesn't seem to care about men her age, except for her male friends who are already familiar with her.

Just for info… Gita only has close friends with no more than ten people. So you can imagine what kind of a tomboy the Gita is.

Knock knock!

A knock on the door broke the silence of the Eight-Two class physics exam at that time.

"Excuse me, Ma'am… I want to call Sis Gita for a moment. Is it okay, Ma'am?" Galih's first-grader asked the teacher who was supervising Gita's classroom at that time.

"Gita, you can go out and don't take too long, okay?" the class teacher ordered.

"Yes, Ma'am!" Gita answered briefly then jogged towards the door.

"Quick tell me what's wrong!" Gita asked Abigail, Galih's classmate.

"Sis, Galih was crying because he was being bullied by an Eight-Sixth grader!" replied Aby.

"Then why complain to me? You must be the one bothering them, right? You won't be bothered if you don't bother them!" Gita replied mockingly.

"Not at all, Sis! How could we dare to challenge upperclassmen, we're finished!" Aby denied immediately, "Obviously you have to come and see Galih in class during break time, Sis! I'm going, okay!" continued Aby said as he left the Gita.

The recess bell rang. Gita walked and entered Galih's classroom.

"What are you doing? Aby complains that you cry after being bullied. Is that true?" Gita asked Galih who was chatting with his friends.

"I didn't make any trouble. They blocked our way to the cafeteria. My hat was taken and thrown here and there by them. I don't know what I did wrong to them, Sis!" Galih complained to Gita with reddened eyes.

"You are very brave when you talk to me but you cry at me when you are bullied. You suck!" Gita mocked, "Don't cry just because they are bothered by them. Let's go to them to ask! Hurry up, I'm already very hungry!" Gita takes Galih to Galih's bully class.

When they arrived at their destination, Galih showed Gita who had harassed him earlier. Gita immediately entered and pulled her little brother's hand to come with her.

"May I ask who has bothered my little brother? This is my little brother, do you remember?" Gita asked the four boys there while showing Galih.

There was a moment of silence before one of the children spoke up.

"We didn't bother your little brother. We just wanted to ask about you but he didn't seem indifferent to my questions!" answered the boy somewhat doubtfully.

Gita took a deep breath before asking Galih, "Is what he said true?" asked Gita who immediately got a response from Galih's head shake, a sign that the child's words were wrong.

Gita stepped closer to the child's chair and immediately pulled his shirt.

"Do not lie to me! My little brother can't cry and complain if he lies and carelessly points at you!" said Gita in a calm tone.

Feeling embarrassed for being treated like that by Gita, one of the children stood up and was about to hit Gita. But unfortunately, Gita's left hand pulled the boy's shirt faster until one button fell off, followed by a slap on the boy's right cheek.

Slap!

The atmosphere became tense. Another friend of the boy was about to come forward to gang up on Gita. But their steps immediately stopped when Gita turned towards them.

"Please come forward everyone if you are sissies who usually only gang up on girls! I'll take care of you one on one but later, after school in the front yard! Do you agree?" Gita challenges them.

Gita pointed at the boy who was still in pain from Gita's slap.

"If you guys have business with me then don't look for my little brother! Don't you dare just be a child. Besides, I don't feel like I have any business or problems with you guys, do I?" threatened Gita and then turned to leave the boy and his friend silent.

"Let's go back, we're done here! Don't expect forgiveness from them because they don't feel guilty at all. Just give a little warning so they don't bother you again the next day!"

"Let's go, I'm hungry and you promised to treat me earlier!" invite Gita to Galih and his friends to follow Gita to the school canteen.

Not long after the recess bell ended and Gita was ready to open the textbook for the next hour, the Mathematics teacher entered the class, but before sitting down he said to call Gita.

"Gita Prameswari, you were called by your homeroom teacher at the teacher's office!" the math teacher said to Gita.

'Gosh, this must be taking a long time!' Gita muttered as if she already knew the reason for her summons to the teacher's office.

"You're throwing trouble again? asked Dian, Gita's best friend.

"Hmm… yes!" Gita replied in the affirmative.

While patting her forehead and shaking her head, Dian scolded Gita, "When do you get tired and stop hitting people, huh? You're amazing, Gita, I salute you! Hurry up, you've been waiting!" Dian scolded her friend.

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Currently, Gita has discussed with her teacher the beatings carried out by Gita based on complaints from students who were victims of Gita. Gita also justifies and tells the true chronology so that the teacher doesn't just blame her.

And what the teacher will say to her in a moment, Gita can already guess, because this is not the first time she has experienced something like this as if being summoned to the teacher's room is a must every week during her school days.