I Am Feeling Blue's

Moonlight

Although the other students had been allowed to leave the place, it was seen that Braga was still sitting in his original place. Next to Mr. Yun. His face still looks sad, but several times he forced a smile and waved at his friends who permission to leave to go to the room.

Fadlan also stood up, approaching Braga to immediately return to the room. But he saw that his best friend still wanted to talk to his homeroom teacher.

"Am I interrupting? Then I'll go first, okay?" Said Fadlan when he saw the situation is not possible to invite Braga.

"No, sit here. We see the moon showing its perfection" said Mr. Yun while allowing Fadlan to sit by his side.

"Here, sit here. Let my body be a little warm because it is flanked by two soldiers," he invited Fadlan to follow his joke.

"You're roommates?" ask again.

"Yes, Mister,"

"fit. You will be complementary friends" he said briefly. His eyes were still fixed on the moon that began to appear behind the clouds.

"Learning is a process of change in human beings and the result can be an increase in the quality and quantity of behavior such as increased skills, knowledge, attitudes, habits, understanding, skills, skills, etc, thinking power or other ability. Never think if the smart person is a person who is good at mathematics, physics, and other exact sciences. I can be said to master chemistry but if told to take to the field, play tennis is battered in attack by opponents," Mr. Yun began to give understanding to Braga and Fadlan.

"Braga has skills as a field star, it could be Fadlan became a class star. But neither teachers nor parents can force Braga to be like Fadlan or vice versa. Moreover, forcing you to master both. It can already be said to be a form of offense. Humans are unique. They can develop and shine according to their potential. Don't grieve. Let's just say it's part of a competition you have to win. Just set the strategy and multiply the exercise," continued Mr. Yun gave advice.

"Thank you, mister. Already want to listen to our complaints," said Braga.

"I don't call it a complaint. People express what they feel is a natural thing. I held two thumbs up. You dare to speak honestly in front of your friends. You see for yourself, some of you choose normative things to say. If that's how he feels right now, that's good. But if it's as a form of imaging, it's unfortunate. Hopefully the first guess wins right," said Mr. Yun was at length accompanied by a breath that was so long.

"Things like this I always do at the beginning of each year. Be it grade 10,11, or 12, specifically the class I was mentoring. I want every child to know each other, so they already have a basis for understanding. Why is Braga like this? Why is Fadlan so? If there is an understanding in the child, he will help each other and complement each other. That's what I expected,"

"remarkable. Mister is indeed a smart man," Fadlan praised

"Not really. That's part of the approach between family members,"

"family?" ask Fadlan a little affirm. Either because he did not understand the purpose of the expression or deliberately asked so that he could have a discussion with his homeroom teacher.

"Lah, yes. Family in another sense. We live in the same neighborhood and while in school I was your parents,"

"Hem. Yun.

"He.he. I just remembered. Yes, it was explained as a closing on the introductory event,"

Mr. Yun slammed onto Fadlan's shoulder slowly. He understood the boy did not really ask about the meaning of family.

"Does Mister live in a dorm?" ask Fadlan again.

"Not always. Once upon a time if I feel bored I'll go home,"

"Oh, I saw mister coming out of the teacher's dorm. I guess mister and family live here?"

"No. I have not married aka still single. Just like you guys," joked Mr. Yun.

"I'm just eating, you're teenagers, you're kids,"

"Ha.ha..," The three laughed.

"Mister, mister is handsome. Even girls miss whispers that mister is very similar to the Korean star, oppa So Ji Sub. Must be confused mister nih-pilih who want to be a wife because so many who want to be married," seloroh Braga.

Fadlan who heard his friend's statement just grimaced. He does have similar questions but how dare he ask directly to his person. Moreover, he just threw a silly question just now.

"Sports, you're not seducing me, are you? Or you are a same-sex lover" joked Mr. Yun. He deliberately asked a question back because he did not like it the most if anyone asked about his status.

"Ah, mister. Normal is. Although I have never dated, my neck likes to rise quickly if there are beautiful women staring at me," said Braga immediately with a joking expression.

"Ah, you are this. It seems to be sane. His brain is crystal clear when it has a strange talk," said Mr. Yun.

Mr. Yun patted Braga's right shoulder. The sweetest smile he gave to the boy, his protege who had just come out of his grief.

"It's night! It's not good if we linger here. The headmaster advised that all students should be back in their rooms by nine o'clock,"

"Come, we'll rest. Tomorrow morning there is activity waiting," continued Mr. Yun again. This time he got up from his seat, followed by Braga and Fadlan

"Dilan, I hope you can sleep well soon," exclaimed Mr. Yun stepped in.

"Fadlan, mister. Commonly called Fad," Fadlan protests because his homeroom teacher misnamed him.

"Ah, I'd rather call you Dilan. The name was more familiar to me. The king was a teenager in the 20s," exclaimed Mr. Yun held back a smile.

"Whatever, Mister only. If you want to call with a million, please. Everywhere teachers though wrong can not be corrected," this time Fadlan who tried to hold back laughter. Braga and Mr. Yun actually laughed out loud hearing once Fadlan spoke to make people want to throw bricks.

"Hp nyimpen number hp his mother Braga, right?" ask Mr. Yun on Fadlan. This time with a serious tone.

"Yet. For what, yeah?" sahut Fadlan seriously and at once asked.

"Kalo Braga mewek again, you can contact his mother immediately. Mister may be in the dream" joked Mr. Yun accompanied his laughter so loose.

"Damn. Fadlan's checkmate mister why I'm in the bully, "Braga process.

No response from Mr. Yun. This time he turned towards the dormitory and waved his hand towards the two students.

Braga and Fadlan paused for a moment, they returned Mr.'s hand. Yun and continued to look at the man until his tall body was lost behind the dormitory.

"I want to pray first in the mosque. You go first if you want to go to bed first" Fadlan said as they continued.

"Bareng. I also have not prayed Isya," said Braga who immediately followed the steps of his friend.

The two of them headed to the mosque, from a distance still seen the atmosphere of the mosque is quite crowded. As happy as there are children who are performing prayers, some have gone to leave the magnificent place of worship.

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