My promise to you Anindya
Cendol Dawet (2)
PAMER BOJO, is one of the many songs that are very loved by the people of Indonesia. Sobat Ambyar is a nickname for them, this comes from the fans who are mostly young people. According to them, these words are very suitable to be juxtaposed to an artist who is famous for his stage name, Didi Kempot.
The reason behind the nickname was because Didi Kempot always created songs with the theme of heartbreak, the song he made always made the listeners feel that feeling until someone cried. One of them is myself.
"Okay guys, next song is bojo show and for the singer Gilang, how do you agree?" ask the Love.
"Agreed!!!" shout them.
"Come on, sing again. Do not forget to make everything festive," said brother Cinta
"Ready!"
Saying bismillah in my heart, I advanced to the front of the stage, then said, "Is everything ready!!!"
"Remar!!!" yell them with joy.
"Don't be shy guys, this hall is ours.your sakep for dancing."
"Ambar forces, yell all ...!!" I shouted to the humans gathered in this hall.
The point at which everyone will be swaying is the time of the verse where the word 'Cendol dawet and the next lyrics'
Cendol
Dhawet
Cendol
Dhawet
Cendol dhawet seger piro.
Limitations
Continue not to use ketan
Ji ro lu pat limo enem pitu wolu*...
Kitak-kitak shelf
Oy!!
Kitak-kitak shelf
Oy!!
Kitak-kitak shelf
Yo yo yooo.
Such is the quote from the horrendous song and you should know that at the time of the words cendol dawet that is the point where the excitement peaked.
"Water Water Water Water!!" they shouted as if they were at a concert venue, because every concert was lively, the audience usually asked for water to be sprayed onto them to be fresh.
The ponytail woman shook her head again at the behavior of the MOS participants who did not know what shame was.
"Again Again!!" they shouted they asked.
"Woh woh already, the game show and his singing is done, because we start the school area tour per group."
"Well, it's not cool, it's woy! Let's just go home, WOY GO HOME WOY, GO HOME!!!" yell at some of them.
"Good damn you guys. Already let's make your line there, per group make two rows and the seniors who become escorts hope to be near them" said Kak Cinta.
The joget-joget event was forced to be completed because the next schedule is a tour of the school area from the teacher room, class, to the canteen. All are traced without being left behind, so that no one else gets lost or confused if they want to go to a place in the school area.
"Crazy! The first day at school was cool. It is not in vain that I enter this school," I said excitedly.
"Yes, really, and fortunately we are one thought to choose this school to study" said the man who had mocked me before.
"Remember! We're fighting back!"
"okay."
...
After finishing the tour ala-ala people +62, we all went back to the main hall for the last event.
"Okay guys, you've finished your school tour. Nannti not to forget again yes, briefly sent to the library even stray to the cafeteria," said Kak Cinta as if knowing the behavior of students people +62 if out of class.
Because actually when students leave class to be told to take a book or permission to the toilet, their footsteps always turn to the canteen first. Turn around from the canteen, the classes, then get to the destination.
"Please listen and record in your book, school schedule and school rules that you must obey" said Kak Cinta invited the Headmaster to convey everything.
Mr. Principal started telling us all about the school's schedule and rules on how to dress well and properly.
When we're done we're all home and tomorrow we're getting ready to start the lesson on the first day.
Before going home, I immediately asked first whatsapp number each temen in my group, especially Anindya—sang pujaan hati— with a reason to be able to give info about school, and, though in order to be able to chat with him hahaha.
Skip feet—walk—towards my flagship motor in the parking lot. Tired? Oh of course not, because the excitement of the previous event made the word disappear in my mind.
While turning on the motor, I saw the figure of the woman who made this heart fascinated by her elegance. It was Anindya walking alone to the school gate, a brilliant idea arose to try to approach and get acquainted further about who she was.
In spirit I directly approached him to offer him a ride home.
Tin Tin Tin!
"Milea huh?" manyu laugh.
"What the hell, Gilang. My name is not Milea" he said.
Seen here was a partition wall to try to approach him, but I kept trying to get the wall up from its stand.
"Who are you going home with, Nin?" my many.
"I was also confused, should have been picked up by my father. But dad again has work to do," he replied.
"Want me to drive you home?"
He looked suspiciously at me, ascertaining whether I was a bad person or not.
"Nerepotin, right?" tanyakanya.
"Hmm, not really. Take a walk and know where your home is. Where's your house?"
"In Cendana 1 housing complex," he replied.
"Well, if my house is in Sandalwood 3, one way. Yes yuk ride, Princess" take me.
"Yes .. but take the bike slowly, yes,"
Showing his index finger in front of me.
"And one more thing, I'm not the princess. Please don't mention it again." He went straight to the bike.
"Yesa the Princess-. Anindya. Depart" I replied while running the motor.
"H, stop stop first!" Banging my shoulder.
"why, Nin?"
"Thou mah, if you want to do something it must be started with Bismillah, in order to survive to the goal," he said softly.
"Oh yeah forget it, Bismillah," I said on the bike.
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Oh yes in this episode I show Anindya Face
