My Husband, My Teacher
Farewell Part II..

When strumming the guitar in his lap, all students easily cut down the intro of the song that will be performed. The guy brought the mix closer to his lips and stopped his guitar strum, his eyes glared at everyone in the hall and smiled.

Jreng...

Come will go..

Passing' will pass..

There will be no meeting will be separated..

They goosebumps hearing Dika's voice that directly touches the heart even to the heart, Dika again stopped his guitar tips and returned to look at all the people here. If you can be honest at this time Dika's heart is very racing, singing again as well as can make it melow.

*The beginning's over..

It's about to sink..

The tide will recede and meet will part..

Heii..

(Everybody is singing)

See you next day..

For we to meet again..

I'm letting you go*..

Not a few people who have sobbed crying, but still sing along with Dika. The day in waiting and in can not be missed is a day like this 'Farewell'. No one likes that one word in any case.

Even though I'm not ready to miss..

I'm not ready without you..

I wish you the best..

Dika already can not hold back his tears that eventually shed just like that, Dika arguably badboy who often truant in certain subjects or rarely do the task, Dika, but back when faced with that one word he was the same feeling unwilling.

The white-gray period that will never be exchanged or traded with other stories, is very meaningful where the times between small children and adult thinking become one there. After this, everything is required to be an adult.

He wiped his tears and breathed back to sing.

*Come will go..

Passing' will pass..

There will be no meeting will be separated..

The beginning's over..

It's about to sink..

The tide will ebb meet will be separated

Oi..

See you next day..

For we to meet again..

(Head of Dika beards pervasive)

Kurela you go..

Even though I'm not ready to miss..

I'm not ready without you..

I hope it's best for you*..

Hana was hugged by a flower that was crying as much as possible, Farzan who was watching from a distance was worried and intended to be there. But Bunga saw that and shook his head so that Farzan would not come near, Their distance was not too far and neither was it too close.

Actually, Bunga is also worried because Hana is pregnant, "Don't be too sad, my niece.." Whispers of Flowers that get the rarity of Hana.

Hana let go of her embrace, "Ihh your makeup is so ugly," Lies, of course it's just a joke but Bunga still took some tissue in his bag that is in Bima's lap, then wipe off the trail of those booty tears.

Caca was also hugged by Vino crying a mouthful, very different from the Flower that only shed a few tears. Bima is no wonder to see her boyfriend like this, bar girl who is like this except for her dealings with Bima and the family is different again, and surely Bunga will cry shock.

Until Dika finished singing, "Ekhem.. I feel sadboy.." Said Dika rubbed his face randomly, "Representative of all my generation, Dika just want to say as much as possible for teachers who always patiently face students like me and friends, Dika just want to say as much as possible, and make all of you.. Thank you to these three people who know me well.. Also make my deket sahabt you guys are amazing even though we just deket a few months back.. So anyway, do not want long curious as the theme of the pillow party in Adit nih.. Hahha, thanks everyone.." Dika raised his two hands waving at all and got a standing ovation as Dika went down.

"Wow.. Kak Dika's voice actually touched Adit's heart, but only Adir's gal turned out to be all sinu also felt touched.. Really?? What you said Kak Dika actually on the curious right the same next event? Why is Adit nentuin the theme of this 'Pantal Party?"

"Well, what the hell is Dit?"

"I swear I didn't sleep two days thinking about the theme.."

"Lo's not weird, is it the same theme??"

"Gue feels like going to a picnic at school bring pajamas here.."

"Originally, I wonder if you have pillows too.."

"Hahaha kocak jir.."

That's how the voice of the others answered Adit's question, Adit chuckled to listen to them all.

"Yes as the closing of the formal event there is another special guest from people who do not want to be called what his name is, he just love something for all of us with his work, just straight away.. Here comes.." Adit pointed at the big screen behind it, the room lights were turned off again.

There's a countdown on that big screen.

Everyone counts down.

Three..

Two..

One..

*hello everyone..

(Sounds but no faces only show the front of the school).

This is our pride school, every day from morning to evening we spend time here..

With teachers and friends..

Here you all must have many memories that you can remember until old age, and hopefully we can also gather again here with our new families..

(In the screen it began to show a video of the flag upaca, and a brown song was heard titled flag as a backsound, each corner alternately visible in the screen, and the, from the neatly lined up from the tenth to the twelfth grade, then barisam baduan voice, the row of flag raisers, the line of teachers and the last row of murits lateand. hahaha..

Everyone here laughed at the video).

My representative of the journalist department can only give the best impression for everyone, I thank the school owners who have provided educational facilities with extraordinary facilities as well, then the teachers who always keep a lot of patience stock, (Laughter is back heard) I also thank friends, classmates and upperclassmen who always teach good things, as well, lastly for Mang Mamat his chicken noodles are always delicious, and the good-natured Bu Erni always owes our rich children, all very meritorious at this school*..

The video also shows the atmosphere of the cafeteria and then the library that is usually visited to sleep, then during sports hours, when the Olympics are also there, during the school queen and king elections, all of which are shown in the video. Now everyone feels overwhelmed and tears up again.

"Hahh, I cry.." The Flower wiped her tears that fell violently.

"Slowly.." Sahut Bima who wiped the cheeks of Flowers with her handkerchief.

Flowers become misbehaved with the sensitivity of Bima, again Bika who is always sensitive in everything. Flowers add more love.

The girl leaned closer to Bima, "I love you.." Flower Whispers right in Bima's ears, making Bima's face and ears red.

Flowers chuckle shut her mouth so as not to laugh loudly, Bima just glanced at the Flower at a glance then looked back to the front and it turned out that the video was finished. At this time Bima is trying to be as normal as possible, because the heart continues to beat fast the act of Flowers, and refrain from kissing the lips of Flowers that had previously made it waver.

Bima is not as sweet as Farzan..

Sure oes..