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Part 3, Story of the first day. Interviews and interviews ,

Now this step will go where to start a story. Greeting them is laughing or keeping quiet and enjoying the fantasy world.

I saw them telling each other stories and making acquaintances here and there to make a friendship in the next three years.

There are also those who already know each other and maybe before they were one village or one school. Or maybe they are people who are smart to get along so they easily get along with anyone.

While I chose to sit alone because I did not dare to start a conversation with them. What else with women, I must have died standing up.

Ever since I breathed on earth, I've never known a so-called date. But intentionally, I choose to be alone at this time.

"Ting, Ting, Ting "Thirty minutes have passed quickly and I didn't get an interesting impression because the school bell rang again. Signs it's time to do an interview. Everyone gathers again.

" good morning kids" said another teacher.

" Good morning, mother" replied all of us.

" Include my name Mia's mother, I'm an administrative teacher here. " Say with a million friendly smiles.

 

“ And this who else? A man full of hospitality. Different from the previous one. What was her name, Oyaa? Haduhh... Most fantasize. “ I said in my heart.

" Well, as the principal has told us that we're going to do some tests or interviews. So note, there are six rooms, please queue one by one to conduct an interview. Please everyone be calm and in the best of circumstances. After jam can go home to each of them. So much and thank you. " Said Mia's mother again.

Simultaneously everyone is ready to do an interview first so that they quickly go home. And I had no power to try to be first until I chose the last.

Because I dare not take it upon myself with those who are so aggressive. And finally after waiting a few hours later, it was my turn to be interviewed.

I went into the room and saw that there was a teacher sitting there. My footsteps moved stiffly unrhythmically.

" Good day, sir" I said hello.

" Good day too, please come in" he replied

I also sat on the bench that was provided. Everything was calm until the clockwork of the beating wall felt very loud.

" Are you Rhidolti Padrepio, "The first question.

(I know my name is yes)

" yes sir, "I replied.

" Why did you choose to attend school here" The second question.

"Because it's close enough to my house" I answered honestly.

" What subjects do you like? " The third question.

" There's more" The fourth question.

" Indonesian, Ipa and history "I answered him.

To be honest I replied with a slightly trembling tone because of fear or indeed not used to it like this. Honestly, I never liked a lesson called scratch. But my mother said, I should start something else.

" What's your hobby" Question five.

"I love writing and playing volleyball "I replied.

“ What do you think about SMA Melati “ Sixth Question.

“ I don't know!! “ Answer.

“ How not to know, what do you currently think about SMA Melati.?? “

“ My Alma mater after three years. “ Answer.

" Okay, pretty interesting answer. Then Thank you Rhido, the interview is over and you please go home. I'll see you tomorrow morning" said the teacher.

 

Before saying goodbye I asked the teacher one thing.

“ Will I call you by what name?? “

 

“ Mr. Rafly “ Answer the teacher.

 

“ Thank you sir, I'll let you out first!! “ I said goodbye.

 

I said goodbye and left Mr. Rafly in the room. It turned out that I was the last person to go home. Outside, no one was there except for some teachers who looked relaxed in the front yard of the office.

I went to the bus stop to wait for a taxi and went home.

From Rhido

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