Niki For Nata

Niki, Nata, Sandra and Salim

Happy Reading's!

Different things with Nata. Behind his cold demeanor, he was glad the bell had rung. That is, he did not have to bother reading his poetry. He realized very well, if the writing is not as good as other writing.

He was afraid of being mated. He was embarrassed by his friends. Missing dong wibawanya as a refrigerator eight doors pabila until caught if he was embarrassed.

"Yes," he cheered inwardly, delighted. His hands were clenched down as a sign of yes.

"Yahhhh, hurry up. Just started too. I was curious again."

"Yes. Can it be extended in time, ma'am?"

"Yes, mom. We are so sorry "

"Come on, extra time. Please "

Such rantings classmate Nata, do not accept because only he who has not read the poetry of his own writing.

While Niki, in his heart he prayed, hoping that his friends' requests would be granted. Because he was the one waiting for the eight-door refrigerator to read out his poem. He hoped for a reply to the poem he had created.

In my heart, Niki prayed. To the point that his heart was racing. Between fear of disappointment, between fear of not being able to hold back if the poem was Nata's reply to her, for expression of her feelings.

"All kids. Calm down first yes," said Miss Devina, calming the classroom atmosphere.

Hustle and bustle of children who become backsound in class XI Physics 1 it. But their voices remained domineering, not accepting the bell home had rung. Somewhat other class is this one. Unichowo. Made Miss Devina smile at the behavior of her students.

"Nata, since you are the last and you have not read your poem, then ..."

The class atmosphere was silent. Bak Silence inventive when doing the ceremony accompanied by the music Silence Cipta. Their eyes glared sharply. Waiting for Devina's next speech. Whether to accept their offer or.

It's not fair to them. At the time they were all presenting, but there was a friend who had not presented at all. Even from that moment just silence, do not listen to the poetry of his other friends.

"Next week will be the presentation ahead, we record for example material of the declamation of poetry, at once.... " Mother Devina paused for a moment. Waiting for a response from Nata's friends.

"Yeah, how about next week mom? Today why the hell, bi?" the other protest. Representing another friend.

"Taking down five poems of your friends who have presented earlier. There can be no less or more. His name is also copied. Must be like the original, because there is a work there is the name of the creator of the work. So don't make it yours" Devina's mother said steadily.

According to Devina's mother it was fair to Nata's friends. Some are still protesting for not digesting well the task for a Nata Prasetyo.

"After you copy the five poems, you will memorize them. Therefore you will declare next week after your poem. Agreed?"

"Who objected to mother's proposal? Or... Is there another suggestion?" Mother Devina threw to the forum. Some of them are still digesting long sentences from Devina's mother. Some of them already understand and mustard. Obviously, not as loud as before.

"Well, since the bell has rung and our lesson today is over, then ...."

Again, the class was quiet. But their hands were busy storing their belongings into their respective bags. Shut up, prove that they agree with Devina's mother's words.

As a teacher, despite his humor and humble, his students still respect him and do not argue his words arrogantly. Often they complain but that does not mean not doing. That's what makes Devina's mom with their class.

"Chairman of class, please lead!" tell Devina's mother, end.

"Let's pray according to the teachings of each religion" said the class leader after nodding to Devina's mother.

A few minutes later....

"Good day, buuuuuu!"

"Good day, kids. Please go home to each other. Don't go anywhere anymore. Remember, your parents are waiting for you at home."

"Well, buuuu."

Take turns, the children ask permission from Devina's mother. For which women there are hugging, kissing the left and right cheeks. For men, shaking hands and tos. Someone asked for a jog. In accordance with the various instructions that are painted next to the door. So it fits the mood of the kids. They themselves choose.

Niki, deliberately retreated backwards so that he was the last to shake hands with Devina's mother. Moreover, he wanted to be right behind Nata. Somewhat else it was a child. His other friends wanted to get home because they were hungry. While Niki, buying time to be able to look at her heart for longer, it is better to hold back hunger.

"Niki, Nata, Salim and Sandra, Andrew's father asks you to face his room now. He just sent a message to my mother" Devina's mother told the four men.

Nature is friendly with Niki. He even supports Niki in order to linger with Nata, the idol of his heart. First love.

"Different things with Salim and Sandra. They want to go home soon. Upset at being told to face their physics teacher, Mr. Andrew.

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Tok tok tok tok

"Lake in!" the bass sound from inside echoed a knock on the door.

"Good day, sir. Excuse me, we...."

"Oh, guys. Come, sit!" tell Mr. Andrew with a smile. Welcoming four students, key practitioners of physics at the school.

"Look easy. Don'tbeafraid. I have not changed the food. Still rice, not people" said Mr. Andrew, trying to make a joke so that the atmosphere is not tense.

It turns out that Mr. Andrew's guyonan is not funny at all to them. Because the look on Andrew's face is very unconvincing. He tried to joke but his expression was serious. So they're confused. Seriously or joking.

Sandra and Niki poking each other. They told each other to talk, asking what they were calling to Mr. Andrew's room.

Nata and Salim did too. None of them wanted to start talking about what was the topic of their discussion this time.

"What's up, Niki?"

"Huh? Sa-me, sir?"

"Yes, you. From now on I see you are not calm sitting down. What makes you uncomfortable?"

"Nothing, sir. I feel safe and comfortable one hundred percent "

"Related?" ask Mr. Andrew to make sure once again.

"Yes, sir. I'm sure."

"Thank God."

"Look, sir. If there is any need, sir, can we start, sir? Because you know for yourself, it's noon and we're hungry.. Can you, sir? " Niki tried to negotiate with Mr. Andrew.

"All right."

to be continue....