Master Teacher I Love You

Chapter 3

The morning came, again I had to get carried away and get ready to go to school, pray for rain and it turned out that my prayer was not granted by God.

With the pass I have to go to school, I still hope that this task is not collected, I hope that Indonesian language teachers do not enter today, but...

“Good children please go forward, for those who say his name immediately go forward and read the poem you make, okay. father call according to ses”. Said the contactless teacher I was shocked half to death in my heart I was very upset and nervous and imagined how embarrassed it would be to read my poem in front of the class and see my friends my class.

Ouch... I want to put where my face is.

“good first father call is Ania Asandara”.

Call the teacher by my name, which he calls,

“daddy basics why should you name the prefix A sih”.

My grunts in my heart, I forcefully advanced before my legs so trembling, I took a deep breath and opened the book, and read my poem.

The same dilangit.

Blue and white clouds.

At this place, the beginning of the meeting.

And the end of the farewell.

I'm always waiting.

Your return.

Even if I knew, you'd never come back.

Lost in an instant.

I hope you hear my poetry.

I'm always waiting for you.

May this love remain.

In you and me.

Then I closed my notebook, “prok, prok”, clap my hands from the whole class so loud as I finished reading the poem I made.

mendegar that I was happy and a little embarrassed then quickly I returned to my seat and the teacher went to the next absence, until the end.

“Alright this class is very good at doing the tasks I give, all working on time and for Ania you are very good at this task, is this really a feeling in your heart?” he said with a slight laugh, I could only bow my face and think how foolish I was to make such a poem, want me to throw my face up the mountain so I can take this shame away.

“Ania your tilapia is quite big on this task which is 89, so you will give me gift”. Said the teacher and began to open his sling bag and call me to come forward and give me a novel book, he said this is his first work, his first work, I was surprised even though he was young but he was able to make work and become a teacher.

Then he said that my talent must be channeled and he intended to invite me to make a novel that is poetic and meaningful, he said, but I consider it as a troublesome thing and the rest I do not want any talk that mentions us both, in the sense of slanted news, yes this is logical in my opinion, I think, a 25-year-old male teacher, and a high school girl aren't people going to tell you that we have a relationship.

Finally from that consideration I did not accept his offer, I wanted to focus on what I had to do.

And I hope it's just a mistake and it doesn't go on, I hope so.

Hopefully not much has changed with this plan, the life plan I made.