Since I Meet You's

Farewell Ceremony

This morning I was back with home activities. I'm grateful for Ardi's return home. His condition also gradually recovered, but father had not allowed him to go to school until he was completely healed.

I woke up early because I had to do homework and also cook for our breakfast. I want Ardi to eat regularly and also on time to recover quickly. I also had to leave early because I had to leave on foot. This is because my bike has been sold for Ardi's care.

Maybe the price is not much because the bike is also obsolete, but only in that way I can help father relieve the costs to be paid. I was willing to walk from home as long as our needs were met.

I now take about 35 minutes to school on foot. If I use a bicycle, I usually take 15-20 minutes. Sweat began to pour on my forehead and my uniform felt damp.

From this day on, learning is back to normal because the school exam for Grade IX has been completed. Actually I'm not comfortable enough with my uniform, but anyway it's been this way. Let it, it will also dry itself.

Luckily I was also able to concentrate more on learning today because I was not too worried about Ardi's condition anymore. I feel like today is my lucky day. Not about getting a lottery or any prize, but more to all the circumstances improved after the misfortune that happened to me yesterday.

It will be a fun day and it will pass quickly. So I will enjoy every moment well from this second on. As the saying goes, there will be a rainbow that shines beautifully after the storm hits.

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Time passed, and I went back to my old day selling fried food that I put in the canteen again. But the difference is I still have to walk to school because I can't buy a bike anymore.

Yesterday class IX was also preoccupied with a series of national exams and now they have off and are waiting for the graduation announcement. My friendship with Ryan's brother continued, but since 2 weeks ago I have not seen him again.

It seems like he is busy studying and preparing to enter a favorite High School. Though as far as I know he is very smart, but I can comment what if he really likes to learn.

My friendship with Rita is also getting closer. I used to play at his house, and I was amazed at his house. The room alone is almost as large as my 2 rented rooms, with cream paint and ash making the atmosphere of the room feel warm and elegant. Looks like this house is one of Rita's own designs.

I was really impressed by the design and interior of the house. No wonder Rita's father often gets big projects in or out of town. His work is beautiful and deserves appreciation.

Every day I was with Rita either to the cafeteria, the library and also to the bathroom. Rita always takes me when she wants to go to the bathroom. I don't care if invited to the cafeteria or perpus, but if I go to the bathroom I'm worried about being considered to do something perverted because of the two of them.

Rita could just cut it off when they mocked us, whereas I would feel uncomfortable. I want to be careless too, but in fact I keep thinking.

Given that Class IX is already off, it seems like my chance to meet Sister Ryan is also over. There was a little bit of sadness and loss from not being able to see her at school again. I can only hope that he can achieve what he wants and can achieve his goals even though I do not know for sure.

I will definitely miss every help her superhero-like comes when others are in trouble. That's the character of Ryan that I remember.

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I look forward to meeting Brother Ryan to just congratulate him on his graduation and thank him for his help all along. I also want to encourage him to be more active in learning to achieve his goals.

Our series of events followed, and I saw Rita was getting tired from having finished her snack and also from now on nagging because of the welcome from the principal who was long enough. I admit that I was sleepy too, but seeing Rita who was upset half to death while nagging did not clearly comfort me a little and eliminate my drowsiness.

Now comes the announcement of the highest national test score in the school. My heart skipped a beat waiting for a name to be called. It felt like I was taking the exam myself.

Kak Ryan's name came out as the highest scorer in the national exam in our school as well as the highest number 2 in the district. I applauded proudly for his achievements, and felt lucky to have such a smart friend but he remained humble and generous.

Rita gasped in shock at the applause and cheers that accompanied Kak Ryan's steps towards the front of the hall. He looks charismatic with a smile that is floundering followed by dimples of his cheeks that add to his good looks.

I laughed to see Rita's wailing face holding back the drowsiness with a clap I could make sure she didn't understand. I was so surprised by this friend. She often complains of being hungry and after eating will be sleepy like a baby. Sometimes I call him a big baby because he is very sleepy when full.

My attention was turned back when the headmaster and Kak Ryan had stood in front and they shook hands and then pitched medals to Kak Ryan. Rita was still busy collecting her life by rubbing her eyes to make her consciousness full.

As soon as he realized that was in front of there was Brother Ryan, he started clapping and exclaiming. I got embarrassed by the surrounding friends who were staring a bit strangely at us. How not strange, he had eaten, nagged, slept, and was now prancing around with pleasure.

Having a friend is magical. Though she is beautiful, but her behavior makes Istighfar only. But it was this side that made me feel at home friends with him. At least his behavior was able to comfort me when I was sad.

He does not take care of the image and also does not distinguish me from others. Even more caring and caring for me than others. He who has everything never brags what he has, and always shares what he has with me first before anything else.

This is what sometimes makes me insecure because I can't give her anything in return from me. He did not ask for anything in return, but I felt uncomfortable if I had to be the one to always accept.

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