CEO's
Selling newspapers

I woke up early in the morning and was ready to go to school after two weeks.

I ran a small run along the rice field and hummed with a song that was hit and present.

"Finally arrived too. Sir....I take thirty newspapers huh? As usual?" I said to the old man.

"Yes son! Just take it."

"Thank you sir. After school I'll be here again." I'll give you the money from the newspaper sale every time I go home from school.

I can't possibly carry too much. Because it's not over and I have to go to school at 07:00 in the morning.

I then went straight to some lights that crowded vehicles passing by.

The newspaper!

The newspaper!

Morning Newspaper!

Finally before the school bell rang my newspaper had run out and there was only one more.

"Neng Newspaper!" Someone opened the window glass and gave money Rp 2,000.

I gave you the newspaper.

Deg

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"Mr Regan?" I then smiled at him. Oh my grey uniform. I'm still a snot kid. Why is my heart beating like this.

"Sharmila?" Mr. Regan looked surprised to see me.

I nodded and smiled at him.

He then smiled and nodded his head.

Tiiiiiin!

Tiiinnnn!

There was a horn coming from the car behind him.

The green light is on. Then Mr. Regan closed the window and drove his car. I stared at him until the car was lost followed by another car.

I ran a little to my school.

The gate was just about to be closed and locked.

I quickly pressed it with both hands and quickly inserted my thin body between the gaps of the door that had not been closed completely.

"Sir let me in. It's just been a minute and two seconds." Rayuku while giving the sweetest smile with breath still panting.

"Hurry in! Late subscription!" The school security.

Thankfully, I was finally able to return to school after two weeks.

If it wasn't for student duty where maybe I could set foot in this favorite school. Although insults and insults often make me inferior, but my dream of getting a high school diploma makes me strong and a shield every time I am down and desperate.

"Mila!" My friend is behind me.

"Damn?"

"have you been late today too?" I said to Jihan.

"Yes, I woke up late." Said Jihan while walking beside me.

"Where have you been for the past two weeks so many of you!" Ask Jihan.

"Huh? nyariin me? Did someone find me?"

"Who else would it be if it wasn't Edo." Said Jihan.

"He again! Him again!" My answer.

"Every day he waits for you in front of the class. Yeah, but I'm just saying you didn't come in, and I don't know why you didn't come in. Every day she asks you to be Mila."

"Yes let it go."

"Jihan, Mila"

"Edo?" Long live." I said.

"i'm late today too."

"none of them!" Said Jihan.

"That's so?!"

"Hi Mila... Where have you been these 2 weeks? You will have to go straight to the Headmaster's room. You didn't go to school without a description for 2 weeks."

"All right, I understand. I'm going straight to BP's teacher and I'm going to tell you why I didn't go to an honorable OSIS chair school."

"Well, by the way, why didn't you go to school?" Jihan asked after we got to class and it happened that the teacher who was going to teach had not entered yet, so we could chat for a while.

"Come dong story. I'm curious about this. Why, did you meet a prince?"

"prince?" I remembered something.

"Like the stories in the movie that ngehit." Said Jihan.

"Ooh yeah, I just remembered, what you said was true Jihan, I met a very handsome prince and he rode a red Ferrari." I said excited.

"Did you really say Mila? you're not imagining, are you?"

"No jihan. I'm not kidding, even this morning at the red light we met back and he smiled at me, but suddenly the light turned green and I didn't have time to greet him.

"oh romantic...." Said Jihan.

"He even drove me home, Jihan."

"What?"

Jihan was surprised to hear that. "So you got on that fancy red Ferrari?"

I'm nodding.

"Yeah." Yeah."

"Good morning, kids!"

"Yes, Mom is coming. You will tell me again. I'm very curious about your story and what you did with that handsome prince."

"Of course."

"Is that sarmila?" My homeroom teacher said when she saw me in class.

"True mom, I just got in today after two weeks I didn't get in." I'm trying to explain.

"Yes you were asked and by the BP group you better go there now and make a report on why you didn't get in" Anna's mother said.

"Good ma'am."

huuuu

the other friends then cheered me because I did not enter without explanation for 2 weeks.

Never mind those who matter now I have to make a report so I don't get kicked out of this school.

I really don't remember if I had to make a report while I was in the hospital.

Hopefully I can come to that hospital and make a certificate while I'm treated there for two weeks.

tok tok tok tok

"Yes in!"

"Shar.mi.

"Yes Sir. I'm." I'm."

"Why haven't you been in 2 weeks!?"

"Anu sir. I. I was in an accident."

"Where's the letter? a statement from the doctor?"

"I forgot not to ask for it sir."

"Do you not want to go to school here?"

"Don't Sir. I beg you, I was really in an accident and I was hospitalized."

"Schools need real evidence and a certificate from the Doctor especially you are a recipient of scholarships from the government you should not be arbitrary."

"Well sir I'm very sorry, and give me one more chance. I was completely in an accident and I was unconscious at the time, and at this moment remember I forgot to ask for a letter from the doctor."

"Alright because this is the first time you skipped for 2 weeks then tomorrow you have to go to school with a certificate from the Doctor."

"Yes well sir."

"Yes there, go to class again.

Next time do not skip and if your permission must be to bring a certificate, remember you are the recipient of the scholarship, you must not be as you please and must not be careless or later your scholarship will be revoked from your name and will be replaced by other students." Guru BP reminded.

"It's good sir and thank you again. Excuse me, I'll go to class."

"Yes, he's in class!"

This kid! Actually I also feel sorry if it wasn't for the scholarship he wouldn't be able to go to school here, let alone see his family background even if they didn't care about it.

I see him often too. If he sells newspapers at red lights but what is my day I am just an honorary teacher I cannot help him either.

I just pray that what he aspires to be can be obtained and realized so that it can change his fate.

Said Mr. BP Teacher at my school.