A. N. S
A Spirit for The Seminar

Endak know why yes, why I can be critical as they say every seminar. Do I hold a grudge frat and smoldering with my top semester sister. For bullying me with the treatment of Kina and Koma.

Until one day there were students and students were scared when I came to their seminar. Udah deh, they give up if I have pointed my index finger with a myriad of questions that are in my mind. Totally lethal...

Inevitably they have to look for the right answer and be careful in answering. To the extent that also among students who are not so famous on this campus, deliberately apologized to me if later come to the seminar do not ask questions. Or if not gini, so helpers when they need answers.

Ahhh am I so bitter that I should be. I usually choose to be quiet and just be a radio listener. If I was like this, the two guidance counselors and auxiliary lecturers would have given me the opportunity to ask. Well if it's that who has an event, begging with a gesture to unite their two hands in front of their mouths.

"Such an explanation that I can convey about the final results of my thesis observations." the last time Ahmad spoke at the podium where he held his seminar.

'I spread the sweetest smile to Brother Ahmad so that the spirit. Although in his heart he was worried lest he would ask me a deadly question. But he was also happy and excited when I attended him later with my Fatty friend.

"Wah.bakalan. The class sister is present. He can give spirit to Ahmad." whispered his girl friends.

"Again a deadly question." cried Koma.

"Yes, Ahmad must have died with the question that the girl made. Die of fleas, Mad. Ye. With your own idol girl." cried Kina while laughing grinning at Ahmad.

"There may be questions from friends all !" Mas Ahmad's question to all participants of the seminar and did not forget he pinned a smile at me. Seminar participants were so enthusiastic about the number of participants explosion up to seventy people.

"You're late, where the hell are you, Fal. "asked AW.

"Talk to Fatty. hihihi..." Fatty also laughed cackling. Usually if I'm upset I tell Fatty to melt the atmosphere. As a result, instantly I can smile sumringah, my cherry back fresh.

"Heh, Fal. You know what Mas Ahmad's script is ?" ask Fat.

"Look away. He's crop his onion. The script was also I saw and I learned earlier when I was sitting with him."

"Oh, good. You have mastered the thesis of Mas Ahmad." added Gendut.

"Fal, here sit beside me. Biar Deket mas Ahmad. Here's a photocopy of the script." AW, told me to move in the front seat next to her that was empty. Okay, I'm just following it.

Again Mas Ahmad caught my movements to sit in front of his podium. A smile floated from his mouth. I also returned that smile. Sis Hartana was made jealous by us. He gulped down a sign he didn't like with the spirit that only 'I gave even through a smile.