High School Autobiography

NOODLES FOR A FAREWELL....?

       On Monday, at 09:01 am a bright day, the air is quite cool, at Lily Kasih High School is holding a graduation farewell event precisely the acceptance of the diploma, which is very cool, only 12th graders attended the school, the rest were at home, the pupils had been sitting on chairs in the ceremonial field, the entire teacher was present, the rest were at home, the atmosphere was running seriously because the headmaster was speaking his speech, most only thanks and praying for success, to make Derka bowed to sleep with a spoon.

The clapping suddenly echoed the sign the headmaster had finished his speech, so Derka woke up shocked to the applause of her friends, hurriedly clapping her hands to impress her well.

Farka and Areny were sitting next to each other in the front row, they looked the happiest among their friends, even Eril, Sazan and Zeni looked fresh.

Errata, all students wear school uniforms complete with their carry bags.

When all became silent, a 30-year-old woman, nosed like a European, with her long black hair paled back, complete with her formal attire, was born, plus the black glasses attached steadily closing her eyes, Sieren's cruel stepmother, Fihan, will read the will made by Fihan.

Stand firmly in front of the microphone, while reading the will.

For all the students and teachers at Lily Kasih High School, I am Fihan, a child who always opposes and challenges teachers, want to speak the last sentences of my departure, so that by doing so, I will, both the matter and the grudge against me can be resolved today as well, let me apologize for all my insolence, and to my friends, congratulations on your graduation, please, there are important points that I must say, regarding the promise to my friends, first, Sazan, I hope, you are stronger than ever, second Zeni, about waiting for graduation day, I hope, you have found this day, that the day that I cannot find, third for Eril, do not weep for my death, it is in vain, pray that I may meet my Lord, it is more meaningful, fourth to Master Kativa complete with all the teachers I fight, I have an important statement of answer that you can not answer, but I answer figuratively, so that your brain is not idle, that is, the, I am heaven and earth, but heaven and earth are not me, well, good luck thinking, and to all my friends, I have a unique story from my beloved mother, she said, please put your ears well so that it is not just a mere display. 'When the beloved will go, the weeping lover pleads to follow, but the beloved says, “I will go to hell.” then the lover says "I don't care, I don't care, I kept coming,“ but the beloved did not want to see the lover suffer in eternity, so he said, ”God will not let you come,“ but the lover insisted while saying, "I'm not afraid of going to hell! I don't want heaven! I don't believe God exists, who is God? If God had introduced himself to me, and I had introduced God to you, you would have beheaded me, because I knew! I just need God, so let me be tortured with you, and let's go to hell, let's see if God exists?” and they were in pain in hell, even they were sorry, which they regretted not for going into hell, but rather, because they did not find God there, after a thousand years, God gave birth to them again, he said, but because God created goodness, they were both put into heaven, unfortunately they did not find God in heaven, but, again, they were born again, for their benefit, he said, this time God introduced himself to them, a moment later they died, then in death they only found a secret, 'well, now I am dead, so, congratulations on celebrating my future, one thing is certain! Fuck all of you! If I stay alive, I will always challenge all the people in the world to behead me, and fuck the hell that I will stop by, so, see you in hell later.

“Thank you,” close Sieren then return to the original position.

The entire disciple only fell silent somewhat shocked by Fihan's will.

“Eh... the clutches mah... is dead too... still strong against us - we are this yes...” umpat Derka with unexpected shakes.

Only Eril was bowed to the haggard, to the extent that Zeni had to stroke Eril's back hoping that Eril could calm down.

And the event was closed with the awarding of diplomas, as well as a parting handshake, all 12th graders graduated with the best grades, as well as Derka the bengal boy. But all the students did not go home immediately, they were still gathered to chat while separated to face the next life. Farka, as well as the autobiographical writers were gathering to talk about the future they would form.

“I will work,” Zeni said briefly without a smile.

“I want to continue my education in Finland, hope he can become a psychologist,” said Eril.

“Wah very far yes... why so far away Eril?” timpal Areny was curious.

“Hmmmmm.... nothing,” replied Eril while shaking his head in secret.

Suddenly Areny developed a smile with a silly face.

“Let's forget the same Fihan yes..?” eril Goda.

“Eh? Not so... I really want to go far away. anyways this city is getting crowded..” said Eril with cross-section while throwing his face giving the impression the reason is right, but more about lies.

“Hmmmmm... so...” murmured Areny nodded her head which in fact did not want to tempt Eril any further.

“If I!” sidelines Sazan with a loud voice until all the eyes are immediately on him which he really wants to be the center of attention.

“...I want to be a chef...! That's it anyway... hehehe..” he continued with obvious cheer.

All of Sazan's friends smiled with a steady nod, hoping that Sazan would succeed in achieving his dream.

“Nah..” greeting Farka truncated.

“Class Chief! Head class!” exclaim Kahji.

Everyone immediately turned their attention to Kahji, with a serious look full of questions. But all the views are more focused on the people behind Kahji, unexpectedly, all students of Lily Kasih High School have stood behind Kahji. To be exact, the younger siblings who came while carrying many parting gifts. Farka's right hand was pulled to approach the underclassmen near the school gate.

“Chairman class!” exclaimed the 11th class long straight haired girl who is now 12th class while waving cheerfully.

Clearly all Farka friends also came to the younger siblings to see their actions closer. When Farka had stood in front of his classmates, suddenly all the students immediately swarmed Farka, like a top actor who was being chased by his fans, to the extent that Kahji the assistant who was only loyal to Farka, pushed back as if ignored.

“Loh loh loh...” grumbled Kahji by having to stand next to Zeni.

“This is a gift for you class president..” said the 11th class girl who is now 12th class while offering a parcel.

“The two sign my book!” connect the boys.

“Chairman, let's take a photo!”

“Chairman! Request your shirt buttons!”

“Waduh waduh... calm this is all right?” farka asked uncomfortably and somewhat overwhelmed.

The entire class gave many gifts to Farka, and asked Farka to give her clothes as memories.

“Wah wah wah... the class chairman has been like the president only yes.” said Kahji was amazed.

Zeni did not respond just speechless no matter, Eril was surly, she still remembered Fihan, Areny smiled in admiration and grew in love with Farka. While Derka looks rather envious from a distance, standing on the terrace of the room Master with Hurta the short, snub-nosed man, his bald head still covered Derbi hat shades of blue pride.

“Sialan.. whereas the Farka stupid boy is admired,” umpat Derka with cross-sections.

“From the Fihan, already arrogant, smart-ass, the truest pretender, dead again now..” sidelines Hurta while crossing.

“Ahk... Your words did not help me at all...” ketus Derka.

“Eh? What do you want me to help?” astonished Hurta by looking at Derka full of weirdness.

“Ahk already, no need to discuss,” rebut Derka with indignation who is still envious of Farka.

“Oooooohhh you want to be remembered also yes..ahk where there are people who like racist and perverted men like you,” said Hurta sneered.

“Eh silly you..” said Derka did not accept while directing the handbook that was clenched on Hurta.

But suddenly, Derka returned to the initial attitude, while Hurta was straight with a happy face that was implied in his serious facial features, because there was a girl coming to them, bald girl, came with a faint smile at Hurta.

“Eh... Kunia...” said Hurta was delighted.

“Iya nih! What's up?” reply Hurta who suddenly slipped both hands into the pocket of his school pants and behaved like a cool man but fell like a tacky man.

Bunia's round black eyes looked flinched in embarrassment, and somewhat bent over because they were really embarrassed.

“...hopefully successful...” said Kunia expectantly while thrusting a pack of instant noodles.

“Waduh instant noodles anyway.. You think we want to camp what?” sindir Derka with both eyebrows raised.

“Sorry.. so-so the chocolate I had eaten on the road, I had finished my favorite chocolate food, so dear if loved to others,” explained Kunia innocently.

“Eh?” wonder Derka.

“Quiet nothing..” argue Hurta breastplated but lead to good-ass.

“...I like kok noodle kuah,” he continued while approaching Kunia.

“Eh?” Kunia was shocked to lower her hand because the noodles she brought were not as expected, even her face was bowed in shame.

“...but this...fried noodles..” he continued explaining with a downcast shame and a bit afraid Hurta was disappointed.

“Nothing, anyways mienya can be added water right?” reply Hurta with a slanted smile.

“Hem... Yes also yes..” The world agrees with the words of Hurta.

Then Hurta stood right in front of Kunia until leaving a short distance away, Hurta looked lovingly at the cute face of Kunia, although in fact he stared lustfully, then slowly, slowly, Kunia began to lift her shy face, as well as raising her face because her height was only one Hurta, until the two black neutrals they met each other's eyes.

“Ahk drama,” murmured Derka by crossing back to look at Farka who is still surrounded by her classmates.

Then Hurta's right palm was placed on Kunia's bald head, while her left hand remained tucked coolly in her pants pocket.

“Usually you avoid if my hand holds your head?” hurta astonished with a happy smile.

Embarrassed, Kunia looked down again, but, she did not speak a word.

“Actually you do not need to be ashamed if your hair is gray, you can..” said Hurta who stopped.

Suddenly the momentum disappeared with Derka's shout.

”Gombal ahk dreadlocks!“ derka shouted to disturb.

”Damn you!“ hurta grumbled, forced to lower his hand.

”Nothing kok, brother Hurta really likes to compete with me,“ timpal Kunia with innocence.

”Eh?“ Hurta was shocked and embarrassed to see the cute face of Kunia.

”Oh so, so he likes your gombalin huh...?“ tanya Derka joked with a silly look.

”Iya, that time..“ greeting Kunia cut.

”Already-already,“ said Hurta denagan riled.

”You don't need to interfere!“ hurta looked at Derka with a huff.

But Derka was silent no matter, and suddenly Kunia looked at the screen of her smart phone that she had taken from her long skirt pocket.

”Eh, sorry Brother, my girlfriend has already picked up..“ Kunia said.

Sontak Hurta was immediately flabbergasted, until his heart was hit by severe disappointment, even this time Hurta found out, that Kunia had a lover.

”...I go home first yes dada..“ pamit Kunia by turning the body to the back walk hurriedly towards the gate.

”Eh, her noodles brought too?“ wonder Hurta.

Suddenly Kunia stopped stepping, as well as turning her body back towards Hurta.

”Eh, sorry to forget Brother, here's take!“ regret Kunia with her innocent attitude while throwing a packet of noodles at Hurta within four meters.

”Waduh-waduh-waduh,“ Hurta panicked when trying to reach the noodles thrown by Kunia, who fortunately managed to catch Hurta.

”Don't forget Kak use rice to be full,“ message Kunia and then turn the body back to step out of school.

And as Kunia walked behind her friends who were still shrouding Farka, with a nosy Kunia clenched one of the back of her male friend's head then waltzed away without sin. Obviously the boy was wailing and looking for who had been tracking him.

”Anjir, who is woy?“

At the same time, Hurta was only able to bow down grimly while looking at a pack of fried noodles, then again stood beside Derka.

”How does it feel?“ tanya Derka quipped.

But Hurta still bowed grimly.

”Remember said mama, eat it using rice to be full,“ Derka quipped with a smile.

And Hurta just clucked disappointed, looking back at Farka who is now receiving gifts from his classmates, even Areny was also included in the reception of this prize, which was also included, congratulations to those who are going to have a wedding.

The day ended with all the gifts put in the trunk of Guru Sukada's sedan car, Guru Sukada gave Farka and Areny a ride to negotiate the marriage of his adopted son to the Areny family. The car sped towards the Hanataba complex, and all the underclassmen waved as a farewell sign.