Wrong Target Revenge

Drama Performance

The awaited day has finally arrived, today the theatrical performance will begin. Anchil and Amran are advancing, onto the stage first. They put smiles on everyone.

"Hello everyone, this time we will be performing a theater. This drama is titled, Pursuing the Love of the Monkey." said Anchil representing.

Plok! Plok!

There were boisterous applause from Anchil's friends. Likewise with the headmaster, who listened to his speech.

"This time, I'm sure it will look good" said the father of the education department.

"Yes sir, let's see. I didn't choose the familiar, but based on the coupon number." Hu Din replied.

"Why is that, sir?" ask again.

"Because, too many want to be the lead. They forget the real story. Without a supporting cast and supporting cast, theatrical art performances would not be a riveting drama." Hu Din explained.

Amran walks behind Anchil, then hides behind a closet. Anchil looked back, with a face to his role.

"I feel, like someone's following me." Anchil's monologue.

Amran came out of hiding. "O Teacher's mother, I'm actually following you."

"Why are you doing this?" ask Anchil.

"Because I love Mother teacher so much." Amran gives flowers.

Plok! Plok! Plok!

There was a boisterous sound of audience applause, some even chuckled. There were also those who simply rang their lips to whistle.

Anchil was about to take the flower, but Sagi grabbed it. He dropped it, then stepped on the flower.

"You can't take anything from her" Sagi said.

"Oh, it turns out you want to compete with me." Amran smiled wickedly.

"Of course, because I also like the teacher" said Sagi.

"Okay, I agree." Sagi raised his sleeves.

"Finally accept the challenge as well." replied Amran.

"Can't, show me the brain power. Don't show strength with muscles." said Anchil.

They both nodded in agreement, and Anchil wrote about it on the blackboard. Both of them know what to do. Actually, the matter of mathematics, is not difficult for Sagi. But he must pretend not to know, because Amran is the main character.

"How's Amran, can you fill it?" ask Anchil.

"Of course Ma'am teacher, I'm used to learning." replied Amran.

Amran writes all the right answers, while Sagi writes the wrong answers. Anchil smiles towards Amran, in accordance with his role in the theatrical drama.

"I've decided the winner, which is Lindong" Anchil said.

"Thank you teacher, I'm willing to be your girlfriend" Amran replied.

"Who wants to be your girlfriend, we're friends" Anchil said.

"Master, this joke isn't funny. Didn't you just get flowers from me." replied Amran.

"Receiving flowers does not mean receiving love. We can be friends until you finish your education first" Anchil said.

"It doesn't matter Mom, after that we can get married." Amran followed Anchil, while smiling there, smiling here.

Anchil and Amran were seated on a chair, which had been prepared on the stage of the theatrical play.

"Lindong, why do you dare to fall in love with your own teacher?" ask Anchil.

"Because the teacher's mother is a motivation, then it can channel knowledge to me. With love, it is easier to enter the brain. Because absorbing that lesson is harder, when the heart doesn't feel good." explains Amran, long and wide.

Anchil just smiled, as well as the applause of the audience.