Companion To Paris

Companion To Paris
Finally


All cheered happily after getting their respective graduation announcements for sure. That means they will be free from school. But Paris is still anxious because the graduation letter has not yet reached his hands.


Sandra wanted to cheer outside the classroom with the others, but it was impossible because her sister-in-law was sad.


"Did I not graduate?" ask Paris.


"Definitely graduated, Paris ..."


"Then? Then why haven't I got my graduation letter yet?" tanya Paris spread her hand questioning that.


"It's not that the teacher was still looking for him earlier," Sandra said, calming her brother-in-law. "Surely soon he will hand you the letter. It can't be lost, right? because it's an important document."


"Yes. I heard, but definitely because I'm not among the graduating students. That's why my graduation letter was not collected into one with other friends," Paris predicted.


"Don't guess. Just think positive. Do not think no-no," said Sandra who was worried about the guess and alleged origin of this girl. Paris suddenly grimaced. His hands rubbed his stomach over and over again.


"Your stomach hurts again? Ouch ... I said what ... Don't think anything" Sandra said in a panic. He moved his ass closer to Paris. Then stroked Paris's back. He doesn't know what to do. So she was just trying to make her sister-in-law comfortable by rubbing her back.


Paris took a breath and took a deep breath. Then breathe out slowly.


"Hhh ..."


"Are you better?" sandra asked worriedly. Paris did not reply, but from the regular breath of Paris signaled he was fine. "Now just calm down. Don't think about graduating. Biema can accept that. The important thing is that you and your baby are healthy" Sandra said. Paris nodded. It turned out that when he thought hard, his fetus reacted.


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It didn't take very long for Paris to find out about the graduation letter. He was called to the office to see his homeroom teacher.


"I've got your letter of approval notice" he said, looking relieved as well. It's his responsibility if it's gone.


"Thank you, ma'am," said Paris.


"Mom forgot that you were in the exam after that time. So it's alone from the center. Not together with your classmates, but with the children whose exams followed that time, too" the homeroom teacher made Paris understand. Yes, she was indeed the test following due to the drama. "This is yours." The homeroom teacher handed me the envelope.


"Thank you, Mother. Excuse me."


Outside the office, Sandra was waiting.


"Where?" ask this girl directly. Paris showed me a white envelope with school letterhead. "Thank God." They rushed away. Right in the park, their feet stopped. Paris took a breath before opening the envelope. After that, he just started to take out a pass or not from the envelope.


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Biema who was passing through the hall smiled. I got some good news from Paris.


"Yes" Biema replied.


"Did Paris graduate?"


"of course. He told me in a chat just now." Biema showed she was happy with the news.


"Finally the girl will really be a real wife" Fikar said.


"She is indeed my real wife, Fikar ...," Biema said.


"Hey ... I mean she will no longer struggle with her High School world anymore, but ... change profession to your wife," errat Fikar who became a drunk.


"I know that" Biema said.


"So she's going to celebrate this precious moment with her friends?" ask Fikar curiously. Suddenly he remembered the graduation day.


"I don't think so."


"No?" fikar seemed to be in disbelief.


"It looks like he's going straight home because he doesn't want to go with his friends."


"You forbid it?"


"No. It was just her attitude of responsibility as a wife. He doesn't want to go off without my permission."


"That's a pretty mature attitude, but .. somehow I feel concerned about her."


"Why?" tanya Biema with both eyebrows linked. He doesn't agree.


"Can you imagine how annoying it would be if we missed the graduation day by staying home. That's ridiculous, Biem ...," said Fikar.


"To be at home with no useless crowds is not silly, Fikar. That's the right choice." Biema disagrees with Fikar.


"Oh, huh? Did you forget that you ended up in a conversation with me because you suddenly agreed with me?" Fikar tried to remind again about the two of them in the past school. Biema fell silent and recalled the story again.


"Because we're not going to repeat the exciting time of graduating?" said Biema who remembered what Fikar said when Biema would choose to go home instead of having fun with her friends.


"really. You remember that." Fikar was happy when Biema said that sentence again. "This is a time that Biema will never repeat. So I think it's really concerning if someone misses this exciting time by going home."


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