" Yes I Can...."
Pov Widi's
I'm Widi. I'm the son of a chauffeur and housekeeper. I was taught my father martial arts skills of course to protect myself. Because of the provision of God I moved from village to city. In this city there are elite schools. Because of Mr. Farhan's kindness I was able to attend a favorite school. If you rely on the salary of a driver father is certainly not enough. I don't want to disappoint Mr. Farhan I'm really learning. I've never been like other shopping buddies or the way to the mall I don't care. I spent every hour in the library. I focus on my school. I am grateful Mr. Farhan provides leptop and wifi facilities. Expensive hand phones are also available. I told you I couldn't afford to buy a pulse. Mr. Farhan said it was okay to use it.
How can I not study seriously? all is complete, the will of myself remains. While Mr. Farhan is still around I want a serious school and a scholarship. If you go back to the village what about my school. I have an intention with my school that I will change the fate of my family. I want when both my parents are old they relax at home. I want to have a big land and a big house. So that I can get together with my parents. To add to the spirit I write in a large carton I stick in the room. I'LL HAVE A BIG LAND, A BIG HOUSE, I'LL HAVE MY OWN HOSPITAL. The way I leave it to God. When I'm tired. I looked at the writing and prayed that God would make it easy.
I went to school with Farhan. We did not rebuke each other or walk together. I don't know who he's friends with, I just take care of myself. I was just engrossed in my own world. I never went into his house unless called Father or Mother. I have a friend just Nanda. He went to my room often and we exchanged stories or I taught martial arts with him. In each of my prayers I ask God to grant both.
It doesn't feel like Farhan and I have taken the final exam.
Tomorrow is the school's farewell day as well as the announcement of the highest-scoring general champion in school.
I don't want to be afraid of disappointment. But I always tell Mom what if I do not achieve good grades I am afraid that Father and Mother Farhan are disappointed because they have sent me to school. Indeed, in every semester alhamdulilah I always got a superior grade but that does not guarantee could be someone else occupy this year.
As usual, I took public transport. Dad drove Dad. I warned Dad to come.
The hall has been filled with the invitation of both parents. When the show was about to start I saw Mr. Farhan and Dad walking behind him.
" Yeahhhhh..."
" My father came "my inner. I feel like I have a new spirit. The show also began. Announce the general champion. MCs started calling out accomplished children one by one.
" The third stage falls to....Anggia dwi Praseptia.di please step up to the stage.
" The second stage falls to.... Dimas Prasetyo's
" The first stage falls to....
The dug dug dug dug
Widi's heart is racing. The MC voice came back.
" Fall to...Widi Anggita's
There was a loud applause. I cried I walked closer to Dad hugging him with a cry. Imagine I'm a country boy chauffeur child domestic assistant in the position of general champion of Favorite Junior High School. After hugging my father I walked towards the stage.
