AmiKas

amigeas

Don't know silence

Don't know familiar either

Not knowing it yourself

No idea how I am.

To talk not too much

Instincts desire, desire,

But reason still refuses

Only acceptable tasks

It better taste

Forced to accept

The word say hello

...

Amis

Instincts with reason wrestle in the soul, about two of my parents who either still exist at home or may have left selfless. Anger that began uncontrollably, reddened cloud cloud clumped on my two mouths. Sukma whispered to the adult, asking to be silent, so that not one door opens. This is not the time for the universe explorer to know, just enough of the universe to witness how a person I am.

Someone opened my daydream door. Prof.malik.S.Si lecturer of Indonesian literature came at exactly nine o'clock after five minutes, wait for there are other lecturers I do not know behind him, it looks like there will be group assignments with other faculties.

Sure enough my guess, after the sixth semester yesterday I served in a group with students of Islamic civilization faculty, now the task of the group in collaboration with students of psychology faculty, I will examine the problem of pskilogy with my group friends, and when the research was done, I had to make a short story about a psychological problem that I was researching with my groupmate.

In my heart of prayer, may the destiny-determinist set me with the female student. But can I refuse the task group that has been listed in the table on the monitor screen. My name is with a man\ a man named "Raka Fhaisal".