A Poem To Dila
Move majors
After finishing for a week orientation learning activities were carried out as usual all the children used white ash uniforms as well as myself. My first day was very disappointing because I had to go bad luck because I was waiting for the Star to cut down to school but he said that he was with Windi and I finally decided to go up public transport only, and yes public transport towards my school is very long.
When I arrived at the school gate, at exactly 07:50, the gate was already locked. Since there was no other choice, I decided to climb the back wall of the school so I could participate in the school activities that day. Luckily, I remembered the school route after circling every corner of it yesterday.
After successfully climbing the back wall of the school, I noticed that the ceremony did not seem to be finished yet. I tried to sneak into the ceremonial row carefully. However, the bad thing is, I was caught by one of the osis in charge of guarding the ceremony. And not only was I punished, it turned out that the 12th and 11th classes were also punished for being late. As a punishment, we who were late were asked to stand in front and be watched by all students who had attended the ceremony since the beginning.
Although I was punished, I did not bother about it. In fact, I felt relieved because by standing in front, I could more freely look for Dila. And sure enough, I saw him looking at me with a smile. Really, I liked her so much when she smiled and looked at me. His smile felt so special, as if it was only aimed at me and no one else could feel it. And of course, that special smile was just for me.
Not long after the ceremony was over, students from grades 11 and 12 were allowed into the class respectively. However, 10th grade students have to wait in the field for class division.
“Students of class 10, please wait in the field because you will be divided into new classes.” said the ceremony builder with a funny and rather tacky joke. I forgot what his name was, but he had a unique style.
After class division is complete, class 10 consists of three IPA classes and three IPS classes. Well, I was placed in an IPS class, which was the class I didn't like the most. I tried to think hard about how I could move to IPA class. Even though I don't like it, it doesn't mean that I refuse to enter the IPS class. At that time, I was placed in IPS 3 class.
Shortly after I entered the IPS class, there was an announcement on the school speaker. “For students who want to move majors please approach the source of the sound. Again for students who want to move majors please approach the source of the vote, thank you.”
And finally the beloved shoots of ulam arrived, I took my bag and immediately ran to the source of the sound, I said, as I ran towards the source of the voice I saw Ian and the Stars shouting calling out to me but I didn't care about it the most important thing now that I had to do was to be able to move from IPS class to IPA class.
Once at the source of the sound I saw it was not only me who wanted to move majors, but many students who wanted to move majors and I became the last student in the queue.
“Anjir a lot of ngantri, already like the help of sembako aja?” I said in a confused tone and tried to break through the queue.
“Eh... Ngantri dong!” Said the person I was trying to break the queue.
“Oh yes sorry-sorry.”
Soon someone patted me on the shoulder, and the one who patted me on the shoulder was Saeful Rohman or commonly called Euphul, he was a friend of my Junior High School too, for some reason many of my Junior High School students who attended the same High School as me, he came here to find his close friend Septian because he was not in class with him.
“Eh Den, you know the class of Septian?”
“She is the same class of cave in IPS 3.” I said as I looked at her and looked back at the queue in front of me.
“Den? You want to tukeran same class cave, you to IPA 1 and cave to IPS 3, how?”
“Oke cave accept.”
I also agreed to exchange classes with Euphul and immediately met with the students to apply for a transfer of classes, and the students agreed as long as there were people who would exchange classes with me.
After finishing from the students I also get a transfer permit from student staff to be given to teachers who are currently teaching in class Ipa 1. I who was looking for where the 10th class IPA 1 was finally decided to ask the people who were in front of me.
“Eh excuse me, know class 10 IPA 1?”
“That's behind you, you didn't read what's above that door board?” said the person while pointing at the door board that read 10 IPA 1.
I turned around and read the class sign above the door, which said it was class 10 IPA 1. “Oh yes, thanks.”
I opened the door and went straight to the class and it turned out that the class had already been entered by the teacher. I went in without saying a greeting and was immediately flabbergasted that in the classroom there was a teacher and yes then I became the center of attention instantly.
“Annjir ordeal let alone this yes Lord.” In my heart, everyone in the class and the teacher looked directly at me.
I laughed and apologized. “Eh has a father.”
“Who is your name?” Said the teacher firmly after seeing me.
I also tidied up my clothes while giving an aura of warmth to the rest of the class. “Ehem... My name is Deni Ardiansyah Arafah.”
“Try me check first from the absence, you do not move.”
After checking my absence my name does not exist. “Your name does not contain this diabsen.”
“Try sir check again time aja overtake?”
“Nothing. Please check yourself?” The teacher said until he gave his absence to me.
I took that absence and deleted Saeful Rohman's name with mine. “This pack there, try to see carefully.”
“WHAT? Why cross out the name of this child and change it with your name?”
The children who were in the 10th grade of IPA 1 also laughed because they saw my behavior that crossed out the names of other students. “Iya right sir than there is no mending I wrote myself aja.”
“DIAM... I DON'T LIKE JOKING!” said the teacher yelled to make the silent class that was crowded with laughing sounds turn into silence like a forest.
The teacher stood up from his seat and approached me. “What do you mean by crossing out the name of this student and replacing it with your name?”
“I from class 10 IPS 3 was asked to move by the student to replace the student I scribbled earlier because we exchanged classes and this is a letter from the school” said while giving my transfer letter to that teacher.
The teacher softened after receiving my logical reasoning. “OK alright, please sit.”
“Still sir.”
I took a breath of his leg and walked in search of an empty seat, as I was looking for a seat I heard someone call me and ask him to sit with it, and the one who called me was Ravhy. He was one of my former classmates in 10 A so we sat down together. And I saw Bintang sitting in the front row with someone named Ridwan and he greeted me.
The stars laughed and mocked me. “Hahaha... Not wrong with the department?”
“No, where is ian?” I said to the stars while whispering.
“Dia in class 10 IPA 3.”
“Oh, kirain in this class.”
“Den look behind the fourth row women's bench from the middle?”
“Apaan? no wonder.”kataku while trying to get closer to the Star.
“See first, later you also know”
I looked back and was surprised that the woman in question was Dila, and Dila looked at me and waved her hand and smiled at me, instantly returning her smile.
“Oi, look not back but forward!” The teacher said to me and it seemed that the teacher did not like my presence which made the class even more annoying.
“Ke me sir?”
“Not.”
“Thank God if not to me mah sir.”
“Yes to you that from earlier look back, what is behind?”
“Sutt's... Secret sir? Behind it is something that the words.” cannot explain
The class who heard my words just laughed.
“Jeez... Why is there a rich person you the one in the class that was silent?” the teacher said while holding his head in a dizzy manner serving me.
“Already look forward.”
“Iya sir.”
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