Nafisah tidied up her clothes and put them in the cupboard that had been provided, Nafisah turned on the air conditioner in her room according to the instructions she had read on the internet a few days ago.

"Nafisah, let's go outside. Take a look at our new school, I see that many other children have left the room" Nasmira went inside without saying excuse me or anything, Nafisah tried to understand that her friend's character was like that.

"Alright come on, I'll continue to arrange the clothes later". said Nafisah, who closed her suitcase and cupboard. There are still many clothes that Nafisah has not put in the wardrobe.

"You did your own clothes? Didn't you tell Maid to do that? My mommy told Maid to come here in the afternoon, I think maybe every other day to clean my room and wash my clothes. If you want I can tell Mommy to bring two maids, so you don't have to be busy of taking care of your clothes ". said Nasmira with a smile.

"Whatever you said, I will gladly accept your help". Nafisah said trying to be happy, even though Nafisah did not like having to trouble others. but Uncle advised that if someone offers to help and it benefits us, it must be accepted. Nafisah must try to be a respectable and respected woman like the others here.

"Emmm actually I didn't bring my cellphone, I put it at home because my aunt said cellphones are not allowed here". Nafisah said pretending not to know that here you can bring a cellphone.

"Ahhh... in here you can bring a cellphone, you just ask your uncle to put your cellphone on later, you can borrow my cellphone if you want to contact your uncle". said Nasmira trying to help.

"Actually, my uncle and aunt don't live in the same city as me, they live in a far away place. It's too wasted time if they have to go back and forth between cellphones, I guess I'll think about taking it after semester break" Nafisah replied simply.

"I see, later I will contact Mom about your problem. Who knows Mommy will give you a cellphone". answered Nasmira happily.

"No need to Nasmira, thanks. your Mommy must be busy too".

"Ahhh, no problem, Mommy is just busy going to the salon. I'll tell Mommy later. Okay, let's go out, I can't wait to see our handsome seniors." Nafisah just nodded and followed Nasmira's excited hand. they both closed the bedroom door with their fingerprints that had been installed earlier.

The second floor hallway is so crowded, on the second floor there is a very large balcony and the view is the basketball court of this school. on either side of the basketball court there are roses that form like a fence that is quite medium and not too high.

Nafisah and Nasmira walked to the side of the balcony where they could see seniors playing basketball, their faces were so very handsome and charming, even Nafisah had to cover her ears because of Nasmira's excited screams.

"Nafisah, look, our seniors are tall and have cute muscles. She is one of the idols of this school, she is handsome and is crazy about many girls in this school. But do you know that he already has a girlfriend".

"If he is handsome he must have a lover Nasmira". Nafisah said innocently, because as much as Nafisah, a handsome and beautiful person will definitely compete to have a lover.

"Yeah, right, but I mean that her lover is very evil. My friend who once went to school here said that her lover was like a witch and always bully a junior like us. Especially if caught teasing her man, she will definitely go on a violent rampage. , tell me let me get her face later ". Nafisah just shook her head funny, Nafisah could not possibly mess with her senior, as much as possible did not enter in their competition. Moreover, Nafisah wants to learn, not to approach men.

"Yes, I'll tell you later". Nafisah replied slowly, she felt that her first day at school was already very hard. following all the lives of the children of the rich is not as beautiful as Nafisah imagined. Competition will definitely await Nafisah in front her, Nafisah must be strong and have a handle if something happens. one of them is Nasmira.

Uncle said that Nasmira is the son of the owner of the largest hospital in the country, his father has a strong position in politics and health. I don't know where he know Nasmira's background, maybe because he like to join his boss in big events.

Uncle also told Nafisah to be good friends with Nasmira, so that if something happens or Nafisah needs help. Nafisah has Nasmira beside her ..

Uncle indirectly taught Nafisah bad things, but if you think about it logically, uncle is not wrong. because in order to survive in a palace like this school, Nafisah must have strong people so that she is not eliminated.

Nasmira was capable enough to make Nafisah to hold on her relation with Nasmirs, but Nafisah still needed other friends. more stronger Nafisah makes the stronghold, the stronger her defense is here until Nafisah passes. intelligence not only in academics, but also in the environment and relationships. that's what Aunt taught him.

"Hey Nafisah, what are you thinking about?". Nasmira nudged Nafisah's arm softly, making Nafisah look at Nasmira and smile softly.

"Nothing, I just love looking at the roses there". Nafisah pointing at the rose garden.

"Oh I thought you were busy looking at the handsome guy down there". Nasmira teased while laughing, Nafisah also laughed and pinched Nasmira's chubby cheek.

"by the way Nasmira, can I just call you Mira? Because your name is quite long". Nafisah said ...

"It's okay, but I can also just call your name Nafi?".

"May, let it be easier. Our names are almost the same and it makes me a little confused". Nafisah laughs at hearing their names which are almost too long and a little troublesome.

"Alright Nafi, as you please". they both laughed and looked back at the basketball game below. Even though Nafisah doesn't really see it, because Nafisah only looks at the rose which reminds herself of someone ..

Red roses in a garden, Nafisah felt when she entered her new school. there were many roses on either side, sighed slowly and closed his eyes. Nafisah trying to forget the meaning of red roses in her life. Nafisah holding Nasmira's hand slowly, in order to help Nafisah to stay awake and not be disturbed by her past.