My Special Class
Episode 8 [Revised]

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Mr. Ghani laughed amusedly from the end of the corridor looking at the two teenagers. He remembered what happened a few minutes ago.

flashbacks.

"Duh sir, kasian yah beautiful girl alone there. Lonely kayaknya." Nathan said to Mr. Ghani pointed at Sheryl.

"Continue?" reply Mr. Ghani pretend not to understand.

"eh sir, I deliberately litter carelessly" said the man spilling a basket filled with garbage in front of Mr. Ghani.

"Nathan now quote the trash, keep throwing it away. Stand respectfully flag for 30 minutes. Now!!" yelled Mr. Ghani understood that Nathan just wanted to accompany Sheryl was not meant to be disrespectful to her.

"Ahshiiiaappo. Duh demen deh have a sensitive homeroom teacher like this." said Nathan cengengesan.

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A few days have passed. Since the incident in the canteen. Nothing has changed for Sheryl, whose sirik is getting better, who is amazed thank God. It didn't feel like he was in that class for a month. And easily familiar with others. Unlike the XI IPA 1 class that was full of pressure and ambition. Just breathing in there is hard. Not with this special class. This class is so light and free. A lot of jokes and laughter. Which makes Sheryl feel at home.

Today when entering the class, Mr. Ghani's face looks not spirit. Students who usually make noise. Now silence is not warted. Although they are naughty they still love Mr. Ghani. Because he is the only teacher who is happy to be the guardian of this class. Every second when depressed.2 hours it feels very long. The usually angry Ghani is silent. And just get out when the tutoring is over.

"Sir Ghani why?? What's kumat kambet??" tanya Rega started the conversation.

"Without loss of motor kalii." continued Agung.

"No!! I think he's done at rejecting girls. My feelings are also the time of my zizah nolak." Andri.

"What the hell lo, unclean." Zizah reflexes.

"Gue doesn't feel that way. That's because two months UTS is out. The usual class gets the lowest grade of our class. In the past when I was in IPA 1 class, I was horrified by many who sneered Pak Ghani because he was not acting class. Not only the worst grades, even the title of livestock students is also held by this class. Made a lot of scorn in the service to Pak Ghani. Even other classes were inferior to this class. So it is natural that Ghani is lethargic. He's been the homeroom teacher since X. Maybe he just failed" Sheryl explained, provoking their spirit of learning. Hope they win it positively.

"No. Mr. Ghani was the best teacher for me." said the Great catch Sheryl's intent.

"yes, really." replied the others agree. "kwita must make Pak Ghani proud of us." said David. Which is approved and supported by others. "But how??"

"That's like I can't. I'm used to self-study" Daniel said somewhat in denial.

"it's okay. No problem." Nathan replied casually. "Oh well you know not the day on which our value will be announced it is the day-"

"Year of Ghani!!" klara cut Nathan's words.

"Good!! That we can make the main gift for Mr. Ghani." continued Sheryl joined the spirit of seeing other friends.

"jay away!! But getting a high score is not easy. We can't just learn about this group. We should also be serious and frequent - often studying at home on our own. You guys can't do it??!"

"Well??!! Joking huh??!! Mr. Ghani can take care of our kayak students. Time we can not learn gini aja." hissing Agung arrogant. But it made the spirit of the students smolder. They really love Mr. Ghani as his homeroom teacher.

"Right use the rank of three may be, but have a normal iq aja not allowed, we must be a genius student nan ingenious. Here comes our class ideology now. Stupid can't but naughty use rank 3 can, as long as it's still within limits." said Regata who can't obey the same rules. Of course, it is taken by all the class residents. And got a good reception. Moreover, the occupants of this class are the type of humans who do not see the rules in grapein that way.

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The break bell rang from earlier. Sheryl and Nathan discuss the next plan for their group. The place they chose was the Banyan tree of the school's backyard, quiet and cool. Eh Eralat said lonely, where there is Nathan where there is loneliness. The group's own lessons start next week from Nathan's house as group leader.

"lo intentionally well, discuss the problem of the location of the study so that it can come to my home??" husk Sheryl looked seriously at the guy in front of her who was standing tall. Made him raise his head to look into the guy's eyes.

"lo wrong. I will be the first person, besides Zizah, to come to your house. Well it is I will have to introduce myself as a prospective father of grandchildren mama lo later, In front of the mother-in-law, look for face so dapet blessing. I lose big if I come with flies - flies that chance to be a prospective daughter-in-law dream can be lost ntar." nathan bowed in front of the girl trying to level her height with Sheryl who was sitting on a park bench.

As soon as time stops, the leaves fall. Perhaps khilaf, Nathan kissed Sheryl's forehead softly. Makes Sheryl wrong. Nathan just smiled amusedly at Sheryl's salting.

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As usual, Sheryl is no longer riding an angkot, she is always escorted by Nathan who no matter how many times change cars and motorcycles in one month. Between the usual stops. The rumors of them dating have also spread like wildfire, fast as it is sifted under the wind. This time the latest sports car black and blue. Sheryl's favorite color blue and Nathan's choice black blend into one word, Mismatched. That's how it thinks Nathan and Sheryl. Today it is still the color that merges maybe next time, the heart and its feelings are fused. That's how Nathan thought when he bought this car.

"Sher, tomorrow weekend I pick you up at 8 am at this stop, I want you the first woman to come to my house, before the flies. I want to know my father, my mother. Mama candidates who will menggahirin their grandchildren later. So you get ready, yeah." Nathan said stop at the usual stop. Gently rubbing sheryl's hair before she lands a kiss on the girl's forehead. Nathan's fix is addictive. Again just the salting response Sheryl showed.

"Depends on my mood tomorrow." Sheryl said, exiting the car. Felt that any longer in the car his heart would explode. Too long there can make sheryl's heart health compromised. Even his breathing was irregular.

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