My name is Putri
Dewi Lestari, first I entered "SMK" there is a man standing next to
me who are following the student orientation "MOS". I wonder who he
is? After MOS ended and ahead of tomorrow morning, the day on which the
determination of the class, but I still pictured the male figure. When I
arrived at school that morning and entered the school hallways while listening
to the song, I tibahlah before the announcement. When I see my name in the
order of 38 "Putri Dewi Lestari" turned out I go to class X-3. And
after entering the class I met with one of the good woman, and she was chatty
"Niswa", then I sat down beside him. At the time I was sitting, I did
not expect to see a man who I admire, he is a class with me, this feeling more
uncertain
When the silent
class I paused to see him, wanting to always be close to him, wanted to say
hello to him, wanted to talk with him much longer. After a long time I paused,
suddenly startled Niswa "Hayo daughter who's thinking about" (Niswa
ask me). I replied haltingly "I do not think of anybody". "Do not
you think the man" (Niswa ask me again). I also blushed. "He was
ensign son". When I saw him, he was smiling.
One half has
been completed, this semester I'm getting to know him, to learn together, often
with her home school. One time, banner took me to meet somewhere in Tangerang, Arriving
moments I was waiting, when I started talking to him, ensign wanted to say
something to me. And he says "he likes grader named X-1 Syara". I
thought the banner would say if he kept it to me, after this semester but what?
Not at all.
My heart is sad,
when the banner said it. When finished eating, I went straight home and into
the room. Will not forget when eating with banner .. Tomorrow is Monday, the
start of the activity I start the day with a sense of "sad". The
completion of the ceremony, I immediately go to class without reprimanding the
banner, as usual I greeted him, then smiled. Throughout the school hours, my
eyes still shed tears, for what happened that night week. Niswa suddenly asked
me "why do not you usually silent like this, I just replied with tears.
And I began to
realize that love does not have to have enough to admire.
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