
This morning there is a Poetry Study course. Incidentally the lecturer who taught was Mr. Adelio. And now one class of Celestia class is taking Poetry Studies. In addition, there are twenty older siblings who also repeat the poetry study course with a lecturer who is known to be killer by students, namely Mr. Adelio.
According to the story, twenty upperclassmen who get bad grades that require them to repeat the course because they are considered unable to make poetry and declare poetry with passion. Although they are very skilled in dissecting or studying poetry from Indonesian literary works.
Now the only students who attended the course Mr. Adelio is reading his poetry. Until Celestia's turn was called by her name to appear and read her poetry, everything became silent. Likewise, Mr. Adelio who sat in front of the students who followed the eyes of his lecture.
"Celestia?!" muttered the King who saw Celestia until she gawked.
"Who's his name? Cool her appearance. His confidence is very high. So beautiful, her smile was also sweet," muttered one of the elder sisters level above Celestia.
Until Celestia finished reading her poem, boisterous clapping of the hands of fellow students and also the elder sister who attended the poetry study lecture echoed. Mr. Adelio smiled without him noticing.
Mr. Adelio now stood up and began to convey a few sentences to close his course.
"Well, that was one of your friends who read poetry with passion. Now, there are ten names that I will mention and ten of these students have to recite the poetry work on the day of the poetry study course in the next week" said Mr. Adelio.
"God!? Have to repeat to recite the poem?? It's been shaking and cold this hand because of stage fright, it has to be repeated. That's right," King scolded. Some other students who feel lacking in displaying his poetry become anxious waiting for Mr. Adelio to mention the names of students who will repeat next week to appear forward.
"Ready sir!?" sahut all students who attended the poetry study course.
"Well, until here the poetry study course today. We'll see you next week" said Mr. Adelio as he rushed out of the room.
After Mr. Adelio came out of the room, Celestia was now mobbed by several students who had been named to repeat reading poetry next week.
"What's wrong with you all? The king? All her sisters," said Celestia who was dumbfounded when she saw almost all the male students approaching her.
"Celestia, I asked to be taught how to read a good and cool poem well," said the King pleading.
"Yes, Celestia!! Please, we. must get good grades in poetry studies. Otherwise Mr. Adelio would have given us a bad grade and we wouldn't have to repeat in the semester next year" said one of the Celestia class brothers named King.
"Huh? Why me anyway??" celestia murmur.