The Match From GC
It will never happen again
After learning that the future husband who was recently discussed by Freya turned out to be not her half-husband, Ardi slowly but surely began to throw away his feelings for Freya. More precisely it might change his feelings from love to friend. Because basically feelings can never be discarded even if you hate someone.
Ardi lived his days by staying near Freya, as a friend. Although not yet fully Ardi managed to change his feelings for Freya. Because it changes the feeling is not as easy as turning warm tea into iced tea.
The plan that will go to college with Freya either he will realize or not. She wanted to study at the same college as Freya, hoping to spend time at the college with the girl she liked, but it was over before she even started.
Ardi who three years patiently and faithfully waiting to be able to knit love with the girl turned out to be a complete failure. All his sacrifices seemed to be in vain. School is far from parents. Dibelain also moved majors in order to be in class with doi in fact all ended ambyar.
Far away Ardi came to Jogja only to pursue Freya, the girl he accidentally met during the study tour when he sat on the ninth grade bench. The girl who helped him when he was separated from his group without carrying a cell phone so he could not contact the guidance teacher. Freya kindly lent her phone and even accompanied Ardi until the guidance counselor came to pick her up.
The days just passed, a series of end-of-year activities conducted by the twelfth grade was completed. From the start the school exam includes a written school exam and a practice school exam. Expertise competency tests that greatly drain the contents of their brains to the test that is considered the most horror by every student, the national exam they have passed.
A week after the exam came the most stressful time for the twelfth graders, especially if it was not the announcement of their exam results that would determine whether or not they graduated from that school. It doesn't seem fair three years of school but graduation is determined by the results of exams that are only a few days. Those are the words that always come out of the mouths of students and guardians. Though it has been repeatedly told by the teacher that the results of graduation are taken not only from the results of the national exam but there is also a component of the values that have been obtained during the learning process from tenth grade. But I don't know if those words seem to just pass by without them understanding the changes in the assessment process used today.
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As in previous years, the graduation announcement event was wordy for the students. Especially when listening to the words of their long school principal.
"Set then Mr. Head of his lecture can be skipped kaga anyway. I want to rush to the announcement directly." Grumbled one of the students.
"At skip? you think ads on youtube huh. Can be skipped after five four three two one hahahaha." The student next to him.
The headmaster was seen coming off the podium after finishing with his speech. "That wrestling again, Miss Sarah. The longer it's been, mama." Said Freya when she saw the student wakasek go up to the podium to convey some words of farewell and encouragement not to conduct convoys and school uniform doodling.
"The good thing is that your uniform is donated to people in need. In addition, doodling is not an act that reflects an educated person. There's no benefit." Last words from Miss Sarah.
After the row of people who the students thought were important people were finished with their lecture, now comes the most awaited moment, namely the announcement of graduation.
Applause, yelling and various actions that expressed joy were all over the spacious school hall. The tears, jokes and hugs they give to every friend who has passed through the white ash together, the most beautiful time that will never happen again.
The action of doodling was inevitable, the words just given by Miss Sarah seemed to enter from the left ear and come out through the right ear. Disappearing just isn't working. Even with the sinless face of the student instead asked his teacher to participate in inscribing a signature streak in their uniform As usual using their mainstay reason, "Make a memento of Mom. When else can it be like this."
After being satisfied with the doodles of her friends' uniforms, Freya approached Ardi who also seemed to be busy with black markers in his right hand. Freya then set up a signature and some writing on Ardi's white uniform.
"Back right Ar, I want a signature." He said, Ardi also complied with Freya's request.
"Thank you for being there for me for three years." His speech then reflexively hugged Ardi.
Getting the girl he liked to hug him seemed to make the painstaking taste he changed reappear to the surface. Quickly he tried to shake off the feeling all the way. "May you be happy with your future husband." Ardi.
It was so hard to say those words. The prospective husband of the girl he liked for three years that he did not know what his figure was. She hopes Freya gets a husband who is more everything compared to her. Although in his heart more expect Freya's husband far below when compared to him so that he still had a chance to corner Freya before the yellow janur curved why not. The fact of changing feelings is so difficult that sometimes we are sincere sometimes also not sincere. Like Ardi who said mengikhlaskan but sometimes still appear feelings not to let go.
"Thank you Ardi." Freya took off her embrace and wiped away her dripping tears from being moved.
"Eh I'm curious about your future husband. I know dong." Godanya.
"Yes, I'll have a farewell event. I asked him to come in after farewell. My husband's candidate is cute, not to lose cute in bandingin like you"
"Sip." Ardi held out his two thumbs. "Later I knew you and my family." Further.
"OK on."
how are you supporters of Freya Ardi or Freya Arka. which is clear whatever your answer will not change the soul mate that I have outlined wkwkwkwkwkwk.
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