The Love Story of Single Parents
Chapter 47. Raka Achievement
Chapter 47. Raka Achievement
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"Sad that's useless!"
Rabbet
Moonlight full of tranquility, now changed with the sun that gives spirit to every person.
Time was so fast rolling, approximately two weeks after the incident that caused Raka injury, now the boy looks ready to go to school. It's just that , Raka has not been able to follow the training.
With therapy and also prescription drugs from the doctor, it is hoped that another month he can be better. The feet take a long time to heal.
This is the first Monday in January, as is usually a flag ceremony. Respect to the red and white Sang Saka, singing mandatory songs by W.R. Supratman, is a mandatory activity that must be done.
TUNAS BANGSA schools must be satisfied with the achievement of occupying the second standings, or in another sense they lost in the final round, because Raka who suffered an injury.
The player who replaced Raka the other day, apparently unable to maintain the rhythm of the match. Makes them have to accept the reality in the fifth set, that they lost by a thin score. Because the mainstay players like Raka who suffered an injury practically make their team's defense cheerful.
But the school is still proud, because this is the first time the Volleyball sport has won two championships, for approximately one decade. Although not champion one, but this is definitely a pretty good improvement.
"We should all be proud, for the hard work and effort made by the Men and Women's Volleyball Team who have won second place, in the provincial sports week"
There was a boisterous sound of applause from the hundreds of students who were lined up.
Bu Retno gave a speech when the mandate event was underway, deliberately waiting for Raka to enter. Even with limp feet, because it is still a bit difficult to use for walking. Even a medical review explains, if the ankle injury can take three months more for recovery.
"And with pride, one of the best students in this school seems to get the achievement of being the best player for the men's category. We congratulate you, Ananda Raka Chandrakanta. Earned the title as the best player of the Provincial Sports Week of 20xx"
"Yuuuuuu!!!" boisterous sounds of happy and proud applause, from all students and the board of teachers.
"Yes, crazy!!!. No loss until the injury so, apparently entered the list lu Ka!!" jodhi is also based next to Raka.
"Let's go to Ananda Raka, let's go to the podium!" said Ms. Retno.
The event was deliberately made live on the official account, various social media owned by TUNAS BANGSA school.
He helped Jodhi to walk limped towards the podium, a smile full of pride, as well as the newness to accompany his steps. Accompanied by the sound of applause the students lined up neatly. Even Chiko even with a lazy face also gave applause.
"I'm sending Ananda Raka over, to give her a word!" Miss Retno gave a microphone to Raka.
All the students were silent and looked at Raka, who somewhat nervously began to aim that ice cream-like shaped object, towards her mouth. Waiting for the boy who had implied the handsome lines on his face.
He was nervous because he had never been a speaker at any activity before. Totally amateur.
"Good morning, Mother teacher. And my friends too!" he starts by saying hello first. Not bad!.
"Morning!!" koor everyone there, answered Raka's greeting.
The atmosphere was silent for a few seconds.
"Well, what the hell is this!" he scratched his non-itchy nape. Making his innocent speech to be a material for his friends to laugh, even Bu Retno was also seen laughing in response to Raka's words.
Even Jodhi who was behind giggled amusedly, indeed Raka's speech was very tickling.
A moment later, he was seen putting on a serious face.
"Thank you for my beloved school, TUNAS BANGSA. Thank you to Mr. Teacher's board mother, Mr. Renaldi and the official team, as well as my friends who I care about. If it wasn't for your support, none of this would have been impossible"
Whether getting the words from where, Raka who had never spoken in public before, now had the courage and fluent to say a welcome.
All who stood there seemed still silent, patiently waiting for the sentence after sentence that was thrown Raka. In an instant, he was transformed into an accomplished orator.
"Thank you for your mom and dad!" it was very heavy at the end of the sentence. Recalling the incident the other day in the hospital, Jodhi lowered her head, when she heard Raka tang's voice start to shake.
Should nicks achievement he achieved can be celebrated with his parents, should this happiness be in harmony with his heart. But what you want to say, fate has its own way.
"This is all for you!, thank you for always supporting Raka!" his eyes began to heat up, his voice was trembling. It seems that he is currently blue.
" May papa and mama be proud of Raka. This is for you!!" he said he lifted the trophy in his left hand, smiling to hold back the tears that almost escaped. Everything there is also soluble in novelty, especially some who there already know if Raka is a manifestation of broken home.
"Raka love Mama and Papa!"
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Andhira
He who was busy in the shophouse, was surprised by Shinta's loud cry. Fortunately, the blender he was holding did not fall.
"Dhirrr??, Dhira!!!" call Shinta vigorously.
"What the hell, the loud noise from earlier!"
"Elo live's son, on Facebook!!" Shinta shows an ongoing broadcast, on Shinta's mobile phone.
For whatever sake, her tears escaped instantly upon hearing her son show his achievements.
Shinta was even happy, not expecting Raka to be able to speak such a diplomatic word.
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Indra
He accidentally opened his phone, hunting bored by surfing in cyberspace. However, when he scrolled his Facebook page, and saw the official account of TUNAS BANGSA school he saw his son was making a light speech.
Of course, every parent is required to have an official account rather than their children's school.
His heart was touched, the bliss of happiness permeated his heart. After all, Raka was his son. He was happy to see the accomplished Raka.
Now it seems that Indra is being overwhelmed with deep regret. A shadow of Dhira's face suddenly appeared.
"God what have I been doing all this time?" Indra rubbed her face rough, her breath hunting. He is now at a low point in his life.
But isn't regret just a waste?. Man will never know how to appreciate, before he loses.
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