HE'S MY CLASSMATE
Today at School
Finally I arrived at school without a hitch which means 06.55. "Alhamdulillah, 5 more minutes and punishment awaits me," my grumble deepened.
"Sandra, uh just came you, you didn't want this first hour who," said my best friend Lissa while taking a book out of her bag.
Alissa Maharani Pertiwi, my best friend from VII Junior High until now we sit in the XI class of High School. I'm grateful to have a friend like her, well sometimes I have to be patient to face the long scolding from her lips without me knowing when it will reach the end. Cute, beautiful, smart and bring that's the title that I've given to her.
"Dad I want to know, the clock is Mr. Arif right, the teacher without aampuuuun," I said to Lissa. Mr. Arif is our math teacher who is actually good as long as we look at it from a certain point of view. Well the problem is that children our age rarely want to see the goodness of people from that particular angle. There is no mercy for children who are wayward, do not want to do tasks and make a scene in class. And one thing that we may be somewhat sorry about is that he is our homeroom teacher. Whether it is already arranged by the Almighty or indeed a karma class XI IPA-1 who is a resident of students who are quite active and have advantages in terms of making the guardian heartache that class, must be led by a commander who is very respected by the entire crew of this High School. There are many reasons for a child with special talents and hyperactivity in exploring his young soul to not want to meet him. His teachings and advice really sometimes make us all feel sad because at the end of the day we are not likely to break away from the trap of punishment which can actually be said to make us love the country more, respect the flag on the field.
"Good morning everyone, please collect the task at my desk now and then prepare a paper for us to try to practice the matter!", mr. Arif's successful order left us all in deep shock plus the feeling of going to a jihad war. Yes it will not be easy for all of us to save ourselves from the problem that I don't know until when can never solve the problem itself so that makes us bother to come to think to help how to solve it.
Thor why yes how do you think you are getting out of line commenting on the situation, try thor please focus yes.
Finally finished also today's lesson with all the flavors of a roller coaster if there are already subjects Pak Arif.
"Sandra, later to go home from school do not forget there is an OSIS meeting yes but later I want to meet Dina first ventar so you just go to the OSIS room yes we meet there" said Lissa reminded me.
"Astagfirullah Lissaaaaa I forgot the chairman of REMAS (Mid Mosque Teen ) when yesterday Kak Andi was willing to go to me", I said later as I searched the records of the last OSIS meeting.
"Death to me, Brother Andi must be this mosquito, well where the hell the record yesterday yes.ah I forgot again the name of the chairman of REMAS, oh what grade he is", my panic has been on the verge of normal like Kak Andi, the chairman of OSIS was not less dictator than Mr. Arif let alone this task a week ago and unfortunately I forgot again.
"Lissa, please help me dong", I whine on Lissa who is ready to leave class.
"Thou habit of San, how dong do I call Mr. Leo again now. Eh wait it's the chairman of REMAS is the son of XII IPA 2 but his name I don't know, you've been looking there to his class mumpung still rest" said Lissa a little calm me.
"That means I have to go there myself dong", I muttered to Lissa and the unfaithful friend of the friend just raised his shoulder while turning his mouth. Hadeeeuh why yes today my fate gini very. Inevitably I finally gathered all my superhero powers and chanted all the prayers I remembered for stepping into the XII class of IPA 2.
Class XII IPA 2 was at the end near the ceremonial court and it was quite far from my class. While walking I cursed my own stupidity to forget this and make me seem to receive a more sadistic punishment from Mr. Arif. I passed through several classes so that my natural talent who liked to chat with the friends I knew and was not in a class with me finally channeled as well.
I arrived at class XII IPA-2, as I approached the 2 girls in front of the class. "I'm sorry I'm bothering you, maybe not sister" I said to the two upperclassmen in front of me with my god-level hospitality plus my prettiest smile as a bonus.
"Oh yeah what's the deck?", he asked no less friendly.
"Do not know the chairman of REMAS who said from class XII IPA-2 this?", asked me later.
"Yes Kak, Kak Dewa nya ya in class ?", asked me later.
"However, I'll look for it" said Diah, entering her class.
"Sandra, what are you doing here?", asked the person whom I had already heard because I had just made my class noise this morning with the training. Yes Mr. Arif is my homeroom teacher.
"This Sir, want to meet with Brother Dewa to ask for time to join the OSIS meeting for his Eid al-Adha event next month Pak", I explained to Mr. Arif.
"Well, I'm not saying if you meet God to make a pact with you to go home from school, it's okay" replied Mr. Arif as if I was caught trying to meet his girlfriend.
"Wa, this is Sandra want to ask you to help make a task from me all anterin home yes" said the word slid like an arrow slamming my heart. Oh my God I can't let. I have not known the Lord yet but it has shattered my image because my homeroom teacher who made free in front of me. As a result I look up in front of a man I just know at this time and run out of words I said to face it.
"You guys love the time to solve the agreement problem yes", with the care of Mr. Arif entered the God's high class and left us both dumbstruck.
"Yes Dek, how, what can I help with the task problems of Mr. Arif?", asked the man with a height of 180 cm and white skin like oppa Korean in front of me. I realized from the look on his face there was obvious confusion there. Maybe this guy is confused if I haven't been taking drugs so come to him with reasons that he might think are amazing.
"Astagfirullah what I am wrong today my fate gini very ", my grumbling while closing my face but it seems like my words were heard clearly by the Lord's brother until I saw his forehead shriveling a sign he began not to understand what the problem was.
I sighed while controlling my emotions before I started talking to the God sis. " Lord, know me Sandra, I came here because I was told by the head of OSIS to ask God sis time to attend the OSIS meeting today ?", I explained with heart my presence here.
"Andi asked me to join the OSIS meeting today, why not, what's the matter, keep meeting at what time ?", the question that was like a long highway finally came out of the mouth of the Lord.
"Gini brother, one Sandra replied yes, the meeting came home later, continued brother Andi asked brother Dewa to come because of the problem of Eid al-Adha next month right brother Dewa chairman REMAS, and he asked for his brother Dewa to come because of the Eid al-Adha event next month, well if the problem is not even the infonya", for a moment I was silent while clenching my hands "Sorry yes brother, please, Sandra forgot because actually Brother Andi asked Sandra to meet the Lord's sister already a week ago ", obviously I'm shriveled and hope that the Lord's brother is not angry. "So sorry Sandra yes, Sandra knows this is all Sandra's fault, please can ya big brother meet later?", I tried to pray to Brother God without daring to look into the eyes of the eagle. I don't know if my brother God refuses to end me with Brother Andi. Today is a special meeting to discuss the issue of Eid al-Adha and not funny if the chairman of REMAS can not attend the same who discussed it. I saw the look on the face of the Lord's brother change as people think and look at me with an intimidating and clear haughty look without a smile.
"God brother, I'm so sorry, gini deh brother dateng please meeting today and Sandra promises Sandra will do whatever you order for Eid al-Adha event huh sis ?", I keep trying to persuade the Lord with all my weapons. Well let me be tired of helping him than brother God does not want to come meeting just finished I will be blasphemed all the managers of OSIS. Oh Allah why do I also wear forgetting events, wonder I know also not but usually make it difficult for me. Confused you........
'Yeah, I'll come to the OSIS meeting later, in the OSIS room right? ", replied the Lord without guessing. Geez this kayak oasis in the desert continues to increase there are dancers on camels who dance using gambus music. Kira think not connect anyway yes, ah bodo is very important this time I survived.
"What, brother ? yes, in the OSIS room, thank you Lord", I immediately ran to my class because the break was over 10 minutes ago. There was a sound of the Lord shouting greetings because I forgot to play selonong go away and I answered him. Shame is also actually me but yes what will be important now I am relieved and my fate has returned to its path to be good.
