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"Okey, everyone. I'm here just a week before your departure for the PKL out of town in the next few months" Dayana said with a body still sitting at the table.

"So, we're just sharing. Although there are actually tasks and materials given to teach you. Just, no problem. You are definitely more understanding and understanding than I am who just entered this class."

"My message, be a person who is more concerned with special education for women in this day and age. It's so sad to see teenage kids who are courting like adults."

"No. Not that we were jealous or spiteful, it's just that it's a pity that childhood was just killed for your own fault. Be a woman like the sun, everyone will bow down and dare not look at you unless she is the one God has destined you to."

"Mom!" yelled at someone while holding his hand.

"Yes?" ask Dayana looking for the face who asked.

"If you love someone, can it?"

"May, even if you don't love someone that is not normal. However, remember, never expect someone to return your race."

"Also ..one more thing, besides the love affair. You must have skills in life is also good at speaking in front, because what? If you have a diploma of any value but your skills do not exist and your public speaking is zero. It's just as if you can't and can't be accepted out there."

"Life will begin once you get out of here and start competing with millions of people."

All were silent and staring at me, I started to get up and look at everything, "Someone wants to ask me again?" I smiled, staring one by one.

My eyes focused on looking at Irga's desk, the man was instead busy with HVS and the questioner. I approached but unknown to him, he was still focused on looking down.

"It's blue, isn't it?" suddenly I was next to him.

He looked at me and closed the sketch to me, I laughed a little, "What's wrong, the teacher is an inspiration, isn't he?" I smiled as I started to back up.

"You got HVS paper?"

"Have a Buk!" answer them in unison except Irga.

"Well, you can describe a profession that you want and then tell me what the reason is also how you want to make your dreams come true."

All put HVS on the table and the hands began to dance on it with pencil, I began to want to leave each row of the student table again stepped when the phone rang.

I lifted up and walked to the doorway, while focusing on the call I stared at Irga unintentionally.

It turned out that the man was looking at me so that he made himself look down when our eyes met.

"Yes, Arya. I have permission not to enter in the next week" I told Arya who reported.

"I thought you were sick, I asked."

"No, thank God I'm fine."

"Well, if that's the case, I'll pick you up, yeah."

"Oh, don't be. I'm coming home at 2 instead of 4."

"Oh, that, huh? Yaudah, yes. The spirit!"

"Yes, thank you."

Dayana put the phone back into the pocket of a plisket skirt and circled the children who were engrossed in drawing also already there are coloring.

"Well .. do you want to be a writer?" I asked when I saw the stack of books.

"Yes Buk Yana."

"Why?"

"Because I want every word I can't say to be written."

"Why can't you speak?"

"Because, not always speaking will have an impact on good things. It might even cause new problems."

"You're smart!" seraya rubbed her shoulders slowly.

I stopped by the bench of the man who met me in the corridor, "What are you drawing?" ask me who does not understand what he is drawing.

"Dimas, Buk," he looked up and smiled.

"Huh?" ask me to link an eyebrow that I don't understand.

"My name is Dimas, Buk."

"A criminal or a robber."

"Huh? You want to be a criminal?" dayana asked who was shocked to hear this boy's words. There may be people who want to be criminals.

"Yes, Buk. Mother's heart robber, "his god who doesn't make me baper but nauseous.

"Cieeeee!" cheers of all the students.

"Ehem!" dehem from Irga's voice made all the children silent except me who became smiling.

"Why Ga? Your slobber?" tanya Dimas is fierce.

"No, a little bit of a rumble!"

"But, which I gombalin Buk Yana really. Not you."

"Buk Yana is also ogah time to respond to your combalan, then he was silent from earlier," said Irga defending Dayana. Yanh made the woman smile.

Everyone was silent when the bell rang, "Well, how come the bell comes home?" dayan asked when he heard his intonation telling him to go home.

"Yee ...!" exclaim the students who are. Of course they were happy, because they came home sooner.

"Silence all! It could be that the bell is wrong, I asked Mr. Revelation first, yes."

"Yes, Buk."

Dayan stepped out of the classroom, "Sir, what's wrong with the push bell?"

"No Yana, because there will be a meeting for the provision where the 12th grade will be PKL also about the new teacher who will enter. So, the children are sent home" explained Wahyu who was in the corridor.

"Okay, thank you sir. I didn't go to the meeting, did I, sir?"

"Not Yana."

"Alhamdulillah," Dayana said just like that from the lips.

He returned to the classroom with some students who had bags, "Astagfirullah if you guys, yes. I could use a bag."

"Haha, you're going home, aren't you Buk?"

"Huum, you can go home."

"Prepare!" firmly Irga and all those who were busy wanting to use the bag instantly came to a halt.

"Honor!"

"Thank you Buk Yana."

"Together you all," said Dayana who was happy because the first day went well.

One by one scramble for the salim on Dayana, while Irga remains busy on her stool while continuing the painting earlier.

Until, all have been scattered out of class. Dayana walked towards Irga's bench and sat down in front of the empty table.

"Why not go home?" tanya Dayana stared at the face that was focused on staring at the paper.

"Later on Buk Yana. Going home quickly also does not know what to do at home," said Irga looked at Dayana and returned to focus on HVS.

"Mmm ... to the mall, yuk! Play time zone or eat," Dayana asked with a hopeful smile.

"Don't you just bring supplies, huh?" ask Irga to stay with HVS.

"Eh, astagfirullah," said Dayana hitting her forehead slowly, "that's you getting supplies from Mama, Ga!"

"Home home yet?"

"Huum, didn't you see Mama yesterday?"

"No, just came Mbak same dream boy Mbak it's already come."

"Ga .. sorry about that."

"Mbak, get used to apologizing in Indonesian. At least, he admitted that it was wrong. For making a mistake using Indonesia, then apologize with the sentence Indonesia."

"Yes, I'm sorry for upsetting you or getting angry with me. Believe me, I have no intention of doing that."