Don't Call Me Beautiful...!

Chapter 5 Stupid...

Today I got 2 of the highest achievers in my life,

The first one was ranked 2nd in the class, and the 2nd one acknowledged my feelings for myself, feelings that felt very beautiful, loving silently...

My smile is always on the back, when I remember this stupid feeling, even my pain when always insulted by them losing to compete with this newly realized feeling.. it's stupid that I like people as perfect as Arief ...

Yes I think he is very perfect, his face is handsome, his stature is high, his skin is white, his brain is genius, his personality is also very perfect in my eyes, if I have to judge him by the number I will give him a perfect number of 10, uh 100 only, but 98 only, 2 more numbers I will give when he reciprocates my stupid feelings this. ha ha ha ha but that is impossible ..

Haha really I'm too pure.

shadowing my feelings made me self-conscious and I went to look at my face in front of the mirror, I touched my skin, then squeezed the acne that recently grew on my face, aw... it hurts to have a pimpled face like this, it seems like this pimple is growing because I hold this feeling in my heart, yes that I know from my mother, I know from my mother, she said it was growing because I was so, my mother said, haha wanted me to laugh to hear my mother say it like that, but I was also embarrassed, my face turned red, because really at this time I am a beger (kasmaran).

yes, I am in love right now, but I think this acne is growing because I do not have facial soap, and do not take care of my face, she said, yes from now on I will set aside my pocket money to buy facial soap.

honestly I wanted to look beautiful in Arief's eyes I wanted to be like any other girl, to get Arief interested in me but. I was self-conscious, no matter how hard I preened, no matter how hard I was, I'm just a ugly duckling, not pretty.

The school gave 2 Weeks for the holiday of class.Maybe for 2 Weeks I will not meet with Arief.

During the holidays, I just stay at home to study or follow my parents to the fields, sometimes the Lord also come to the fields, but brother Rama is not he is still busy taking care of this and it is to enter High School.sister Rama entered the same High School with brother Dewa.

I'm sure you have to work extra hard, to finance our school, 2 High School children and one Junior High School, what else the government at that time only held a compulsory program of 9 years of study, which is only, so only SMPs get operational assistance, for SMAs still use their own costs..

Every day I followed my mother to the garden, my father always forbade me, but I did not care, as much as I could help my mother's work in the fields..

Now I know how hard it is to be a mother, in the garden there are so many jobs that confiscate mother's energy, sweat was pouring on her forehead..after returning home she continued to work as a housewife, no matter how tired, she would continue to try to be the best mother for us..

But from now on I will help him as much as I can, whatever I will do for my father and mother, I think rather than me constantly mourning my fate, I'd better divert it by working and studying of course...

"It's beautiful to be tired first, don't push, it's hot, son, it hurts.."

" I'm not tired well, I'm still strong"

Dad always forbid me to help them, but I don't want to, what's more, see the god sister who looked at me like that, what a guts I was shrinking right then and there..

"Beautiful, make coffee for mom and dad...!"

" well, ma'am..."

I also looked at the Lord, and asked him...

" Did you want coffee??"

" yes" he answered

I saw you calling my brother he gave me some money, like you told me to buy some food.

And sure enough, not long after my brother brought some bread and pastries.

They all enjoyed a break by drinking my coffee...

" His coffee is steady, son, just like your mother's.." Dad praised my coffee.

" yes, my mom taught me coffee, yeah,,"

" Thank you to me," she said, laughing

" yes, yes mother thanks to mother I can make coffee as good as this," I also hugged my mother's body.

I also saw and heard the godfather laughing with us, it was nice to see him like that.

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The days passed, to be honest I missed Arief very much, it has been almost 2 weeks I did not meet him. we did not communicate at all, because I do not have a phone.

Tomorrow is the day I'm really waiting for, the first day of school as a 2nd grade..

before I bought a new book and stationery for me, I tidied up and gave each book a name, I also ironed my uniform, prepared my shoes and everything else, after the taste is finished I lay my body on this single-sized bed, the mattress is only made of cotton, but I think this is the most comfortable mattress in the world....

I closed my eyes slowly, but I couldn't, I rolled left, right, on my stomach I tried, but still I couldn't, I couldn't sleep, I was thinking too much about tomorrow, the thought of meeting Arief was one of them...

I don't know which class I'll be in, whether or not I'll be in another class with Arief, but I really hope to have another class with him.

without feeling the dawn prayer was already reverberating, it felt like my eyes were reluctant to open, I was still sleepy, it felt like I had only been asleep for a while, now it is morning,, now it is,,

I rushed to shower, and prayed, then I went to the kitchen to help my mother, mother forbade me to help, because this is the first day to enter so I have to leave school early .

I feel like my eyes are still reluctant to compromise, honestly I am still sleepy, even occasionally I yawn,

Mother prepared the most delicious fried rice in the world for our breakfast as a family, not the special fried rice as sold on the roadside, but only plain fried rice without soy sauce and only fried onions and rawit and the flavor is only salt and micin, but for me, mother-made fried rice tastes very good. the side dish is just a plump egg, an egg taken from your pet chicken...

after we finished breakfast, the three of us left together, this was the first day my brothers and I left together, before they would leave with me..

Without my guess.....