Fajan Hobby

16. Story About me

After all the students succeeded in cross-crossing, buk ana also began to give the first lesson.

" Well as an opening I want you to make a short story as much as 2 pages. tell me anything about yourself, the theme is free, but it must be true to happen on your rip. Understood ? "

" Understand buk "answe simultaneously

We began to work on stringing sentences by sentences to create a story as good as possible. The hard thing is to translate the stories we put together into English.

I wrote a story about my school holidays at Grandma's.

I actually wanted to make a story about last year's love letter but it looks like it's going to backfire on me. I also cancelled my intentions.

When I finished writing, I immediately collected my story.

Buk ana asked to read each story 2 and immediately entered the first practice value into the value book.

I read my boring story. No applause or laughter was heard. My story looks like haha.

One by one the children read the story, some funny, some strange, some not connected, some tense, sad and scary.

All the children have got a turn, there is only one more person, my friend Dian. I think he deliberately wanted to make the last move, because I knew he had finished writing from the beginning.

Finally Dian came forward and read the story. At first he just stood in front of the class. He seemed hesitant or embarrassed to read the story he wrote.

After Ana waved her hand hinting for Dian to read it immediately, Dian began to make a sound.

" One day, I saw him sitting in a school. An ordinary female disciple, but I felt so attracted to her. Maybe I like it... "

" Ciyeeee "sounds the child's screams in response to the story Dian read

" Since I've been interested in him I've always wanted to know what he does, what he likes, what he has to do with it. I want to know everything. "

Dian glanced at buk ana. Buk ana who saw the gelagat Dian mangosteen mangosteen hinted to dian forward the story.

" Good good... Your story is interesting too, continue "excited buk Ana

" Yes buk " answered Dian

" Every day I always want to look at him, if he doesn't go to school it feels like my day at school will be bland. I'm starting to believe I like it. But I didn't have the guts to tell him directly. I can only admire him from far away. "

" ciyeee... Who tuh? " tap one of the kids in the back row.

" Sstt be quiet ! " blown buk Ana

" Let's continue with "let's say then

Dian glanced at me, but I immediately lowered my head avoiding the look in her eyes. I don't know what the purpose is but I don't really want to know.

" I'm looking for a way to express my feelings. I asked my friend to write a letter. And I left the letter in his desk drawer. I wish he'd read it and know that I'm the one who sent the letter. Because these few days I've been caught wet watching her. I don't know what he's picking up on me. I just wish he felt the same way as me. "

I feel like the story is very touching to me. Am I the person told in the story?

Sometimes I steal her eyes. I also circulated my gaze to Andi who was sitting in the opposite row a bit back. He just looked down when he knew I was looking at him.

I became more confused, don't you write the letter but Dian told him to.

So who likes me? Andi, or Dian. Or even two of his.

' HADUHHHH ' I restored my neat tonic to a mess

" It turns out that my way was wrong. He didn't think the letter was from me. He was trying to figure out who the letter belonged to, and I'm sure he found out it belonged to a friend of mine. I just found out that my friends like it too. I corrected his workbook and saw many of my friend's writings in it. I think I've lost a step. But I'm sure I still have hope. Unfortunately I didn't have enough guts to make sure he wasn't close to my friend. That day I saw them go home without their best friend. I feel very disappointed and angry. But I can only hold everything. "

Dian stopped reading the story for a moment, she glanced at Andi. But Andi looks busy, maybe misbehaving.

" finished" said Dian closed the sheet of paper in his hand

Proks

Proks

Prokkk

There was a loud applause. There was also one who whistled but soon quietly realized that the one at the teacher's desk was buk Ana.

" verrygood ! I like someone who shows who he is without fear or shame. I see in this class there are some people who have started to enter the world of their teens like this lampstand. Liking someone is natural as long as you don't cross the line. "

" Who's Dian's daughter by the way? "

Dian who was asked so just smiled while looking down embarrassed. While I even felt was was was. Afraid that my name will arrive.

" It seems like it's still a secret, huh ? 😀 is fine as long as your feelings do not interfere or reduce your learning in school huh Dian. "

" Yes, this is just a story "

" Please sit down "buk Ana smiled

Dian immediately returned to the seat. Before sitting down he looked at me who I was looking at him sharply. Dian smiled then sat down and remained silent without a word to me.

I asked in my heart. Did dian really like me?

Why did my chest rumble erratically hearing all his confessions in the story earlier.

Is it really his feelings for me, or just a story to complete a task. I get dizzy like this.

Every now and then, Dian draws her closer to me. Making my concentration of learning fall apart. Fortunately, Ana was busy cleaning up her teaching needs. And leave the class immediately.

When the break came, all the children left the class. But dian did not move from his seat.

" Keep yan, I want a break" I said

" You want to buy it, right ? Bareng yuk's. "

" Huh ? "

" Bareng yuk's. "

" No need to ah. Ntar there I matedekin son one class." I put both my hands on my stomach is very round.

" Why ? "

" Yes, your story was like that. Trus now want to buy both of them the same me. what the son of a cobak "

" em's... Yes yes, yes ? " dian massaged his chin

" It's gone, the elephant is going through "

Dian chuckled while pulling his stool a bit aside. Open up space for me more freely through her.

" Thank you "I opened my eyes at him, and sauntered towards the cafeteria.

Somehow it explains my feelings. But I feel happy at the moment. I'll buy a lot of snacks. It just so happens that my pocket money is a lot today. Grandma's gift during the holidays yesterday Rp 50,000. I'm going to jajan yeyy's party.

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