Final Letter

ST17

The third chat was stopped when the third meal came, and they focused on eating his lunch. I also finished my lunch and as we were about to get out of our seats, I caught the chatter of that beautiful woman that made me increase Insecure.

"I want to meet your mother and let's get married" said the woman with a laugh and it made me very surprised.

Pak Putra seems ordinary to respond to the words of the woman named Bu Raya, but not with me, why Bu Raya can be confident, and it seems that Pak Putra once loved Bu Raya very much , maybe even now.

I'm increasingly not confident, but also where might Mr. Putra want with a snot girl like me. From now on I have to bury this strange feeling, I will try my hardest.

We left the cafeteria, soon entered the classroom, so why am I a little uninspired.

"I noticed from earlier that you were silent, my mouth has been foaming since then but you guys were cool to lock your mouth!" speak the teeth of the chatty one who hates to be ignored

"Huh, why?" ask me who hasn't focused on dental speech.

"Oh you two are really cute yeah, so I'm loyal friends so I accept you as you are"

"By the way you're a basin, there are also us strong menemenan same spoiled child and rich chatter you!" lala opened her voice

"Si Lala once open the sound of painin, mending the key again to the mouth. No benefit!"

"That's why the two of you got into a fight, you're in class"

The learning atmosphere is very calm and focused on the material being delivered by the teacher, it is now Pak Putra's lesson time. Sometimes I look at him, it seems his mood is good, I believe Bu Raya is causing it.

As usual, Putra gave the task and must be collected tomorrow morning, and I am a trusted person to collect the duties of the students and deliver them to the room of Pak Putra.

**

After school I walked back to the dorm with my two best friends. But when I was joking with the two of them suddenly there was a voice calling my name.

"Inka wait" So the voice that I heard

The three of us turned around and looked at the voice.

"Sir Putra" I said slowly

"Sorry I interrupted your trip, can I talk to you for a second?"

"What do you want to say, why aren't you here?" It was the sound of Gigi always interfering

"I'm sorry, I need your friends for a second, is that okay?" said Mr. Putra.

"May sir" said Lala and immediately pulled Gigi to leave me and Pak Putra.

After my two best friends left, I was invited to chat with me who asked first.

"What do you want to talk about?"

"Oh this, I just want to give you a gift for helping me all this time, including correcting your friends' problems" said the son gave a paper bag that was somehow contained.

"This what sir?" ask me curious

"I told you this is a gift, it's for you"

"It's overkill sir, I'm happy to help you, and I don't expect anything"

"So you refused a gift from me?" ask the son who made me go wrong.

"Ti__no sir, I don't feel good about receiving gifts from my father while the rules in this dormitory are forbidden for students and teachers to have a relationship" I said nervously

While Pak Putra was like astonishment from hearing my words.

"Actually that is too much of you, I just give a gift as a thank you does not mean we have a relationship. You are so funny that you can think there" said Mr. Putra smiling

I who heard his words slightly realized, that I had spoken wrongly.

"Ma__sorry sir, I mean not so" When the son will answer my words suddenly Bu Raya approached me and Pak Putra.

"Sir, are you still here?" ask Bu Raya

"Where is Put. my offer to meet your mother?" asked Bu Raya who made me less confident.

When the two were busy talking I said goodbye and returned to the dorm with a feeling that was not good, why this feeling was getting out of control,I have to stop him immediately before I feel what a heartache is .

"Sir,Bu. Excuse me first,"

"Oh yeah, here's the prize, I still need your help so please cooperate"

I just nodded and took the gift given by Mr. Son. I did not feel my tears just falling, when I did not want them, tears seemed to understand that my heart was not good.

***

Day after day I live as usual, but already several times I decided to focus on learning and do not want to involve feelings. Evidently my grades decreased, I as one of the scholarship students should be able to maintain my grades even better than the others.

"Inka, the task of Mr. Putra has been collected you just hand it over as usual" said Ainun as vice-chairman of the class.

"Ainun can I ask you a favor?"

"What?"

"Can you do it from now on, and I'll take care of everything else related to our class."

"Why indeed?"

"It's okay, that's all if you want, if you don't let me. I have a meeting for the Olympics to be held later, because I was chosen as a participant"

"Oh like that, fine"

"You don't mind, do you?"

"No, I'll gladly help you, and I'm also your representative so it doesn't matter"

"Thank you Ainun for your understanding"

"Sama-sama, I'm sorry to deliver this task"

"All right"

I was relieved to have given up the task to Ainun, so indirectly I was able to avoid meeting with Pak Putra. Silly is why I have to be like this, but how else would the affairs of the heart be out of my control.

**

Elsewhere Ainun was carrying out the duties of the students who were usually in the Inca, but now his deputy who carried the task.

"Excuse me sir" Ainun said for failing to knock on the door of the boy's room because his hands were busy carrying the schoolgirls' workbook.

Before long, the son opened the door to his room.

"Come in"

After Ainun entered, he placed the 30-something book on the table .

"Where is Inca, why are you carrying these books?"

"Sir, he's busy studying for the Olympics, so I'll be replacing the Inca for a while"

"All right, you can go. Thank you"

After Ainun left his room, Sutra felt the loss of the Inca figure. The girl was already used to filling her days, and some days even these few weeks she felt lost. That may be natural, because the Son was a little dependent on the Inca.

***

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