HE'S MY CLASSMATE
Punishment without Pardon
The sun ⁇ ️ this morning feels quite bright and the atmosphere is cool because the AC is still faithfully cool my room. But it arrived just after I stretched my legs and my hands came the feeling I said that something was wrong but what is it............ "AllahuAkbar, what time is this? ...aduh abis I'm bad luck for sure", I woke up in a riot mode as if the enemy was coming to attack from various sides but not the side of Lissa's bangs equilateral equilateral triangle. Enough 10 minutes shower and wear clothes while running a marathon scene I went through.
"Maaaaaaam, mami it could not wake up Sandra anyway, it would be late" I whine at the state office in this house that holds the title of queen mother. "Oh son, if mami does not sin child mites, surely your mami pites become thirteen seeds. Mami that from morning already 3 times wake you up with various styles of tofu, start the style of mabok god until the nurse sun go kong but you use the style of molor whose episodes are many soap opera kayaks so mami decided to support your molormu event ", my mother replied with an answer that even made me regret why I had to ask. Although I am still sleepy but my brain seems to be able to be invited to think really connect not the answer of the woman with the title of queen mother alias my mama. (mites / pites \= if there are ticks squashed using our nails continue to wooed uyel \= Java language ).
Without going through the breakfast scene that I really have to skip today, I immediately unplug to go to school.
Just arrived at my chair, Mr. Arif has greeted us all signs he is ready to give us a very useful knowledge if viewed from a positive angle as a teacher. But it might be a little different if the view was viewed from our negative angle as a resident of this class with an average brain capacity share that I feel is minimal. Perhaps when God distributed the capacity of the brain to his people, we all came late or forgot that that day there was a division of brain capacity. Ah I don't know the more I think about this the more dizzy I also look for the truth.
"Good morning everyone, you see today your face is quite cheerful, meaning maybe the task you gave two days ago is finished huh ?.......alright now please collect your taskbooks on my desk now!", Mr. Arif ordered to all of us.
"San, where's your job?.....have you done it yet?", asked Lissa waiting for my book of assignments. " I've done all the work just because the book does not exist, well how did Lis..abis I must have punished Mr. Arif", I said anxiously.
Finally after I gathered all my superpowers, I ventured to tell Mr. Arif and I had expected whatever reason I was that Mr. Arif would not release me from today's punishment. Bad luck led me to a flag salute that was not supposed to take place on a Tuesday like this on the field during Pak Arif's lesson hours. I have not finished my bad luck today until here, it has been 30 minutes I stand in honor of the flag until my neck feels stiff, he said, I saw Mr. Arif go into class XII IPA-2 I don't know what to do there but suddenly I saw the Lord walking over to me while carrying a bottle of mineral water. Oh God, I'm so ashamed, I know this is Mr. Arif's job. Mr. Arif. "Sandra, what are you doing here?", asked the Lord expressionlessly to me. "For sun clothes abis nyuci but a part of his body all let anget kak", I answered immediately and successfully made a smile painted on the face of the Lord's brother. That smile made me melt but I was also unable to reply because my pride had betrayed me first and went nowhere to leave me when God's feet began to move closer to me. "Udah San, back to class, this is your workbook already there" said the Lord while showing the book that he had placed behind his body. "How can my book have the same brother ?.....the feeling of this book was left behind at home because I was late waking up so I hurried to go to school and I did not check anymore it turned out that the book I had not put in the bag", obviously I was at length while I kept my mouth shut then because I just realized that I had opened my own disgrace in front of the Lord. "Well, I've been back to class, Mr. Arif, who told me to love the book to you" said the Lord. True my guess turned out to be my teacher who was all right and all good was deliberately pranking me. Why do you have to tell my God to give the book to me anyway what of the 30 people in my class is not one of the specifications to deliver this book to me ?. you should use a courier from somewhere else. Upps not I mean to say that brother God is a courier, you know it's a bit not really pantes courier title I pin to a guy like him. Haduh added runyam and just embarrassing this story. I took my book and went back to my class. "Nih, don't forget to drink first, from earlier you were overheated right?" said the Lord while giving me a bottle of drink. "Thanks yes sis, assalamualaikum", my greetings to the Lord because it is near him I feel that I should be more well-behaved. It may be true that if we get together with good people, we will also be good. In fact I was thinking what all this time I gathered with a pervert yes so that my behavior is not good ?......that means that Lissa perverted dong ?.... astagfirullah do not let him know I think like that to him can not finish one day I was cursed by the witch who served as my best friend.
"Sir, this is Sandra's book of duty, I'm sorry sir was left at home and thank you for the mineral water sir" I said when I arrived at my class. "O yes Sandra, next time do not repeat again yes and what mineral water San ?...I do not feel grateful to you, yes already there sit", ordered Mr. Arif later. Lah means that the mineral water is from the brother of God huh?..I thought to myself. Thank goodness he knew what I needed. It turns out that besides pinter, Brother God is also good. Hah I know, he's so good because he doesn't want me to resign from his show later. Wkwkwkwk 😂😂😂😂
