About Miss

Miss.Dona

Moments after we entered the classroom, the first running hour bell rang, the subjects this morning are language, before long the subject teacher entered the class “good morning the students”, “goodbye

morning pak” answer us compact,

“well father started with absent first yes, abil”, “hadir pak”, guru sir continues to accredit in alphabetical order, toktoktok,, door sound is knocked, teacher sir stops “good morning sir

I Jafran from 9E asked Mr. Herry to call Arsa pak” it turns out there are 9th grade students.

“ohh Jafran here enter first, asked by Mr. Herry or you who want to yourself” replied the teacher teasing kaka class, that is, simultaneously students in my class laughed some of them joked also “modes it mah pak”, “wah nyium smelly smoke nih pak”, “clearly won many upperclassmen it mah”, wah nyium smelly smoke nih pak, “fighting ian heavy pack hahah”

in just a few minutes my class became crowded. “already so later

Arsa alone who determines it myself, here sa” I also forward to the front of class “so how do you choose which one?” I also had to be led by the teacher, “I choose mathematics sir, because science is too

many memorized” answered the plate as if the teacher asked what field of the Olympics I finally chose,

sparking the classroom atmosphere again crowded and made my friends catapult

silly babbles, “sa really plate idup lo”, “arsa still mengelindur it”, “wah day heartbreak school this mah” everyone laughs.

“already, yes already then please arsa meet sir Herry” sir teacher gave me permission, “baik pak” answer me briefly. I left the class, one step to get out the door of the most rame students in my class stopped my steps and ka jafran

“arsa, ka jafran wait”, we also turned to “iyah what is it?” answer ka jafran, “ka jafran keep arsa, do not hurt, otherwise I will follow kaka to Haaha” class he is sneering, the class is back crowded, full of cheers like the 17an whuuuuu race, wh, ciee-ciee, wit-wiwww and other babbles, ka Jafran just smiled, and we immediately left the class.

btw, teacher is a special mention in my class for language teachers, because his hobby that likes to enliven the atmosphere, matchmaking students, judging, making people baper, exciting teachers and hits, etc, so the kids in my class call him a good teacher or a good father to emulate.

The distance between my class and Mr. Herry's class is quite far away, the hours of lessons that have begun to make the school atmosphere quiet, there are only my footsteps with ka jafran. I have always been like that, students here think I am too indifferent, ignorant and do not care about men. The most female student

hard approachable. Either because I was not interested or pretended not to understand the intent of the students being nice to me with a purpose, maybe because my heart had not been knocked that way.

But I'm quite happy and communicative if to make friends with either men or women. In fact I can be much more attentive than what can be imagined. “sa class rame also yah” said ka jafran open chat “lumayan” replied me briefly, ka jafran,

“I notice the richness you have a lot of fans” he smiled trying to start the topic of conversation “what is a fan” I replied soberly, “oh pantes” he answered briefly by maintaining his smile, he said,

“pantes what?” I researched, “pantes many people are curious about you, see your attitude like this is no wonder if you have many fans, until

my contemporaries have a lot of talkinaraknmu” he tried to explain.

“oh, why don't those guys think I'm arrogant just to stop being curious about me, anyway

my life is nothing interesting, there is nothing to be based on”, I replied giving a divorce, again he just laughed, making me a little confused

“good morning pak” I greet and approach mr. herry, “here sa, thank you jafran”, “sama-sama pak”, kem, the crowd that I just left from my class is now repeated in the class of Mr. Herry teaching, full of cheers and noise from the students “wah jafran win a lot” “gak solmet jafran not invite-ajak” “tau nih jafran gak info-info” “lose start we” crowded like in the market I murmured in my heart what happened to these humans, lucky that Mr. Herry immediately broke up until the state of the class returned conducive, he said,

I took a 9th grader lesson and did some Olympic exercises, after a long time dealing with numbers Mr. Herry gave me permission to go back to class and go back to see him during the last lesson.

I rushed back to class, and took the lesson as usual. Shortly after that bell break also rang, as usual I spent time with Naya and Gia, sometimes we also gathered with friends one excul or the other.

“sa noon this time we practice, you love

first notice gih to the boys of our generation” (who joined our excul), Gia again reminded me “loh instead of earlier there was an announcement from the information center yes if excul

we're training” this afternoon I asked wonder,

“saa, you seem not to know it, they are most of the favorite students of BP teachers who are entrusted to you, if you hear the handlers are not present what they might come, if they will come, after all, next month we have a race and this time our forces

being deployed, we should really direct them sa” added Naya confirming Gia's remarks

“oh yesyah there is a race, this time our generation? Ko from the beginning joined I've been grounded? Well then let's join them, but they gather where?”. I grumble, “HAhaha it might be between good luck and your bad luck sa, sa, relax for their gathering place obviously I already know dong” said Gia

“wawahhh started yes started, Nay is ready to be enlightened again, yauda pointed ayo”, I gave a little Gia recollection while continuing to follow Gia “Giii's directions, you didn't start wrong first? Ready to die lice again you in the bully Arsa aha” Naya confirmed my words.

“nah they” Gia pointed a place under a tree in the school yard, there apparently my children gathered, there's Ian, Ari, there, Their son and Dio are indeed gifts from BP teachers but that does not mean they are the most problematic students, BP teachers only entrust them so that they become more active in school, he said, fill your time with more positive activities.

“hallo children” as soon as we greet them, “hallo madam” they reply greet us, “can join?” I ask, “sini sit, rich as anyone, usually also from slonong” replied Ari, “iyah here sit but lesehan aja ya not wet ko grass, but I'm not wet, so your skirts are safe” added Dio please,

“later noon don't forget to practice ya” I spoke directly to my destination “emang you came? don't you have Olympic guidance with Mr Herry?” son asked me, “I must have come, I try to make the guidance finished sooner” I explained to them

“bener can't come? Seriously?” Ian was researching while still playing his guitar. “it might be a little late but I actually came, please good practice, next month we have a race, we have a race, I count on y'all” I'm a little bit clear in the hope that they can be invited to work together.

“wadwww it turns out we mean so much in the eyes of these girls haha” said Ari meledek “yehhhh kepedean woyy hahah” Gia

refute Ari. “oke statement well we condition” said Ian.

“ehhhh I want to sing dong, my voice is pretty good tau hahah” said Gia “ayo can, want what song?” asked Ian “whatever I can yo start” answered Gia enthusiastically and Ian started playing his guitar, but instead Ian was playing Gia, he made Gia voice chasing with the guitar voice he was playing,

“ahhh Ian rese nih right donggg, let Dio ajalah who plays his guitar” he grumbled with annoyance and asked Dio to accompany him singing, interrupted Gia and Naya singing and joking with the children, and, Ian invited me to talk to another discussion “sa, have eaten?”, I was surprised but not too focused on him, my attention is still fixed on Gia and Naya “already with them”

pointing towards Gia and Naya,

“good, take care of your health sa, don't be too tired” he said paying attention to me, “oke” I replied briefly and smiled at him as an expression of thanks for reminding “if you need help saya” I smiled while nodding in response.