
Rafka is now on the art stage of the farewell event as well as the release of third grade students. The man approached Mr. Bambang with a face of no intention.
"Why did you call me?" ask Rafka.
"I want to give you a tribute Raf, just calm down." Mr. Bambang handed over one microphone to Rafka. Then, Rafka accepted lazily.
Rafka still glanced at Mr. Bambang, he really did not know what his teacher was planning.
"Rafka, you as an exemplary student, whether there is something to say, at college later, or maybe after a household, you will definitely miss this school." Mr. Bambang opened the conversation with the microphone.
Rafka stared intently at Mr. Bambang, making his friends laugh with Rafka's strange expression.
"Daddy want to embarrass me? Sir, even though I am married, what I miss is not the school" replied Rafka who lured Mr. Bambang to ask again.
"Keep who? Me?" Mr. Bambang pointed at himself.
"No, why did I miss you, I'm still normal. What I miss is definitely Aira," replied Rafka who made her friends cheer. "Eh, but not really. I'm married to Aira." Rafka looked at Aira with a timid smile.
"Cih, at most you were rejected by Aira. Just entered the terrace has been expelled you," said Mr. Bambang ketus.
"Father sirik is very much with me."
"Let's fight under Raf's stage, now give me your impressions during school here!" bambang Pak's orders.
"Yes, sir, my time is precious."
Again his friends laughed. Aira who saw her husband on stage could only smile amusedly.
"Rafka don't say much to you!" This time Pak Bambang glared at Rafka, annoyed.
"Yes yes. Em, the effects of school here. Smile for sure, because I met Aira. It used to be nothing, just plain, I was handsome, too much to like."
"Rafka, Rafka." Rendi yelled out to Rafka, he stood up with his hands cupped to his own cheeks, and all the spectators laughed at him.
"That's what you say you like" mocked Mr. Bambang who laughed with satisfaction.
"Pret heart owner, later also if Aira lectures meet a more handsome guy you are mopped up," said Mr. Bambang.
"I guess my wife, sir." Rafka's face suddenly turned serious.
"You're not kidding, are you?" Mr. Bambang looked surprised, as well as friends Rafka and Aira. They whispered to each other.
"No sir, we're married after the exam is over. Please pray his blessing," Rafka answered steadily, smiling at Aira as well.
"Oh, okay. Hopefully lasting. But you're not MBAs, are you?"
"Alhamdulillah no sir, I am a naughty, but naughty that does not harm others. If it harms someone else, I don't want to, sir."
"Goodoo. You are little and you are the head of the household. The responsibility is big Raf. If you can continue college, however, education is important now. Find a hard job, be happy if you can be a successful entrepreneur like your papi," said Mr. Bambang while patting Rafka's shoulder.
"Thank you sir, I'll be more successful than my papi."
"This is an award for you, for a minute." Mr. Bambang asked the event organizers who were none other than members of OSIS to bring up the tray containing something devoted to Rafka.
Mr. Bambang directly draped a large necklace containing a series of candy to Rafka's neck.
"Congratulations and success in further education. Don't be a bad boy anymore."
"Father of intentions really embarrassed me," replied Rafka.
"You are also very intent to make me dizzy these three years," replied Mr. Bambang. "We used to photograph Raf, you rarely get awards, right?" Mr. Bambang embraces Rafka's shoulder.
Lazily, Rafka complies and captures the most historic moment. He will always be known as an exemplary student who always makes trouble.
Aira thumbs up at Rafka just as the guy poses.
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