Not Ready to Get Married (Bad Boy VS Good Girl)

Season 4 Part 10

I went into the principal's room. Aduh the atmosphere of horror is already visible, rich cold into the grave of grapefruit. My hair is standing up, my heart is pounding, it's cold, I'm about to get kicked out of school? still mystery.

I sat in a chair, Mr. Hasan looks upset, rich confused divided the monthly rations because the bin is two, and, in fact, he said he wanted to add another one but not so because his future wife was not as beautiful as in the photo, the edits, the meeting surprised Mr. Hasan, his face was spotty, his hands bud, hair cut, hair, this is called the divine secret.

"There is something you want to tell you" said Mr. Hasan. It is heavy-hearted but it must be delivered.

"Yes sir" I said. Actually I already know what the principal's decision is. I'll definitely be expelled.

"Actually my father gave this to you, but this has become the decision of the owner of this school, the father as the principal does not have the authority to refuse" said Mr. Hasan. He looks resigned.

This talk is an opening in the story, not to the point, usually in the beginning do not immediately baper, only in the midst of a painful conflict that makes all the onion cry.

"Yes sir" I said. Accept the fate.

"The father knows all this time you have tried your best to be able to graduate, but it turns out destiny says otherwise, God has his own plan," said Mr. Hasan.

I continued to listen to Mr. Hasan's words, feeling again the welcome on Monday when the weather was not raining let alone there was lightning, he said, the flag ceremony must have been carried out with a speech by Mr. Hasan that made the participants of the ceremony drift in his speech until they fell asleep forgetting the ceremony.

"Sorry sir, about how many more verses, actually I will be punished how many years or can submit a case?" my many.

"You've been sentenced to 2 years in prison, but have you hired a good lawyer? if not, find a free endorsement and let your case be finished quickly," replied Mr. Hasan.

It's even a criminal case gini, whether I'm a mutilator or cannibalism, Mr. Hasan can, yes, just know if this brother I will be thrown to the end of the world or to the north pole so as not to return again.

"I'm not the point I'm going to flap?" my many. It's still unclear. Maybe I was punished. Study for thirty consecutive days without sleep.

"I'm sorry you didn't qualify, hopefully next year you can audition next" replied Mr. Hasan.

"Sir is a talent search, right? pantes from earlier sultry," I said.

"True Aara, let's just say it's a talent show, you as a participant, the jury father and someone as a producer who has the right to decide your contract, and it turns out you didn't qualify, it means you have to be expelled from school" said Mr. Hasan.

"So in other words, I was expelled, sir? though I have felt at home here, many memories and happiness are engraved in this school," said Aara.

Mr. Hasan felt the sadness I felt.

"Father understand, it's hard to leave the school that has been seven years you occupy for your place to study, but all this has become the decision of the school owner," said Mr. Hasan.

"Sir, can't I be given a chance? I will try well, learn even harder" said Aara.

"Father had thought the same as you, wanted to give you the opportunity to study even harder, so that this year graduated, but all this was decided by the owner of this school," said Mr. Hasan.

"The owner of this school wants me to be expelled, but it's not that easy, if I change schools, I have to have money for upfront building money, SPP, and other costs, even if I am accepted, if I am accepted, but my track record in this school alone missed the class twice, it must have made it difficult for me to be accepted into a new school," I said.

Mr. Hasan was silent thinking about my words. Actually he could not bear if I was expelled from school but this life must be realistic, he had to get me out.

"Somehow, what if you yourself ask for the opportunity to the owner of this school, maybe he will empathize and give you the opportunity to stay in school here," suggested Mr. Hasan.

I nodded, advice Mr. Hasan has a point. Maybe I should go to that handsome guy to voice my heart out loud because of the cancer wallet when I'm going to be taken out unilaterally and tragically. If necessary I will hold demonstrations and speeches, collect promises that are not in accordance with reality, at the very end of small people like me are oppressed.

"Keep I have to see him where sir?" my many. Don't meet him. The house I don't know. The mystery of the school owner. He never gave his name or identity to anyone including Mr. Hasan.

"Ha ha ha, Mr. Hasan is funny too, okay I will ask google via public phone," I replied. It could have been this crucial time Mr. Hasan joked.

"Ha ha ha." Mr. Hasan laughed as well. Where there is a public phone for nanyain mbah google, most also nanyain mbah dukun ask to be winnowed online so as not to meet ex who has not been completed, aka has not moved on.

I walked out full of confusion. How can I meet that handsome guy? Will the light illuminate my path?

"Axel, that handsome guy is Axel's brother, he must know where I can meet him" I said.

I have to see Axel. He's my only hope for me to meet a handsome guy who's as good as he wants to get me out. I can't wait to beg her for relief. I don't know how hard my life is. He's a rich man who knows what it's like to live a hard life like me who's just got to eat first.

After school I carried Bobo in front because Bobo did not sleep, he began to see anything, funny. Sometimes Bobo moves his hand and smiles at me. I feel like I'm the happiest Momy despite my difficult life.

"Bobo doain ya Momy not be expelled from school, so Momy can focus on selling chips to buy Bobo milk," I said while inviting Bobo to talk.

I walked to the car park, unfortunately Axel's car is no longer there. The only way I have to go to his house, where far away. But this is my only way to meet him.

"Aara's spirit!" I said to encourage myself.

I walk out of school, wait for the bus to pass by at the stop, my money is not much, if I take the bus I can all sell my chips. Once paddled two three islands. Before the bus came, I got on the bus. Walk in the bus hallway and stop in the middle.

"Assalamu'alaikum, fathers, mothers, rather than bengong mikirin the price of chili is more expensive or the price of soap makeup soaring, better buy viral chips. There are chips one blanket two actors, ex-wife married same mbah shaman, neighbor kok ghibah, girlfriend tempe mendoan, cheated on the toll ngawi, and many more, and many more, what is clear is that eating will continue to be imagined, wanting to bite and chew again, purchased before entering the cow pen," I said.

I'm promoting my viral chips. Who knows if there's any change on the bus left for me. It turns out that my buyers are quite a lot, alhamduliah windak go where, origin of business and sincere intentions.

"Pity ring still wear baby fat uniform, selling chips again, hopefully selling well, mom bought 10 packs deh."

"Thank God, thank you, ma'am" I said.

Bobo's chastisement, they're in pity, but I don't ask for people's donations or mercy. Some people filmed me selling chips while holding a baby, they saluted me, still excited though life was difficult and did not expect people's mercy.

I sat on the chair after getting tired of selling while waiting for the bus to reach my destination. A man sat beside me. He covered his face with a hat. His pants were wearing an ash uniform like me, I got curious. Who's the guy sitting next to me, not my secret fan, wants to ask for my autograph and take a picture with me. Or maybe psychopath boy, mysterious boy, secret boy, and others.

I'd forget all my guesses, I better open the hat, who knows I know him. When I opened the hat, it turned out to be a long life as well.

"Axhel!" call me.

Axel opened his eyes, looking at me who was beside him.

"Lemot, why did you take the bus? got money to pay for it?" ask Axel. His words never improved. When did she sweeten me a little. What is the price of sugar at home is expensive and rare.

"So, that's why I sold chips first" I said while showing the chips to him.

"Why wake me up?" ask Axel. He couldn't accept me waking up to his comfortable sleep.

Time to say my purpose, do not over time not to hunt expired, Axelkan difficult to talk to when it comes to his family.

"Axel, actually ...," I said hesitantly. Maybe she'll tell you where her sister's house is or her phone number at least.