The Toga Rahayu
Assignments
In accordance with the randon of the event that had been set by the event committee ended at three in the afternoon, all participants immediately began to prepare themselves towards the front of the villa to wait for the pickup truck.
Do not forget before the pickup truck comes they capture every moment that is in the villa there.
“Gaes this rare moment, photo yuk mumpung again get together, still shabby anyway all haven't bathe”, Ship show menstruation other members.
“Siap ayo”, shout compact all participants.
“Sini I want to hold the mountain bag so it looks when it runs out of the bolang gitu”, said mas Dimas.
All kinds of photo poses have been done from the same formal style to extraordinary alai style, not infrequently some other participants also take pictures with their respective circles.
“Think once it feels like you can take a photo with Andika” mas, I daydreamed of being able to take a photo with Dika mas, actually it could be if I wanted to ask for it just that I was embarrassed to ask her a photo.
“Yu here the photo first especially the farm boy who participated in this event”, Shouted Nina by waving my hand.
“Siap”, with a full-fledged smile on my face approaching them.
Shared photo events, especially members of farm children, there are about ten people with various forces there. Photos start with a formal style and continue with a wide variety of styles to suit their hearts.
I still steal the view to Dika mas wish Dika mas invite me to take pictures, but it seems my hope is in vain even dika did not see me at all.
“Photo of the winner of the dong race, members of the farm boy volleyball will win yesterday”, pinta mas Dimas on another.
Volley members of representatives of farm children immediately perpetuate the moment.
“Oh yes Rama and Shinta photos also dong make mementos”, Nina suggests giving advice.
Deg.
Photo with Dika? Dika wants to say it in my heart.
“Come quickly make mementos”, said one of the friends of the documentation team.
Mas Dika quickly advanced forward, without a word he just looked at me for a moment and nodded his head. I just kept quiet but I'm afraid I misinterpreted Dika's mas code.
“Come Yu quickly hunted his truck came”, mas Dimas again shouted.
“iya ayo”,
One two three cis photos taken.
Mas Dika also gave up her phone to take pictures with her HP as well as with me is really a rare moment.
Some time later the pickup truck has come as usual female participants are welcome to ride first to the truck in the help by some of his boy friends to bring the goods as well as pull up.
Not like when leaving that was full of laughter in the truck, when the participants came home more to be silent not much to talk they were more cool and drowned with their respective cell phones while leaning on the truck enjoying the natural beauty of Batu.
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When night fell I could not close my eyes, I looked back at my phone and opened a gallery there. Looking at the many photos that we have done together with friends once in a while I smile at the photos that look funny.
I continued to shift the gallery on my phone and stopped when I saw a picture of me and Dika standing side by side. Mas Dika looked smiling as well as me who posed a shy smile. I want to print it hehe.
I who never felt drowsiness decided to iron clothes alone for three days also must be a lot. I quickly went down to take the iron that was deliberately put the boarding mother in front of the stairs so that I did not need to go to her house to take the ironing.
One by one my clothes ironed slipperyly, without feeling the time has shown midnight. I quickly moved to lay my body on the bed, before closing my eyes I opened my cell phone gallery again and saw my photo and mas back.
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The next day as usual I woke up early and prepared all the equipment for sales and classes today. Today there was an English class although it was lazy to set foot there but I had to leave, I was not able to avoid English continuously.
Classes start for forty-five minutes, and the lecturer assigns assignments to students to work on and collect next week.
“Kids task this time please to create a magazine in English, the topic is free about the issues that are being hotly discussed at this time”
“hu” replied compact children in class.
Beru just wanted to try to love English has been made to languish again.
I was as quick to go to the library as usual, my steps were sluggish and uninspired, I was confused where to start. Let alone make the article make one sentence only I take a very long time, want it to feel like I just drowned.
Why am I not good at English?why do I have to meet English all my life? I'm still nagging myself unclear.
Three hours passed I was still in the library, I also had not found any inspiration at all to make what?
“Oh turns out here you are now if you do the task”, dika quickly shift the chair and sit next to me without asking first whether I allow it or not.
“Oh mas Dika yes mas here, mas Dika what?” ask her.
“You are looking for a cookbook to nyari you” he replied with a smile.
“What are you doing? From earlier I noticed a very tangled face”
“I don't want to read - read aja”
“Not that you can task yes make arikel in english?”
Inherently people do know just see the hell out in the flower water does not know really every time I have difficulty.
“Iya mas, kok tau”
“Yes you know, here I help”, because the mind is dead-end and tired I received an offer dika mas to help me do this big task. Unlike me, Dika seems to be very easy to do.
Mas Dika asked me to determine the topic next only he helped work on. Almost ninety percent of this great task was the work of Dika mas. I just smiled in amazement at her.
“Let's not forget to write my name yes here”, dika pointed at the cover of the big task while blinking one eye.
“ya mana can mas it's my duty”
“But I did do” mas Dika refuted, I know he was just teasing but I am very happy to be teased by him.
“Mas can I ask you something?”
“By one question five thousand”
“Ih I really nih”
“So again serious mode?”
“Bby please just ask”
“Mas Dika why is it so good with me?”
