Self Healing
Episode 21 The King and The Queen of The Day

When there is a meeting there must be a farewell, when laughing there must be tears, when there is a test there must be graduation

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The moment of graduation is a moment that is always awaited as well as a sad moment. Together for a few years, will be divided. Each person will continue to live the life he wants, sometimes even if he does not want the cruel world to force him to live a life full of tragedy. A few people who could only pass through it, including the Nazis who now sit flanked by four people. Haris, Zayyan, Grandma and Mayassah. He still remembers once, graduating at his Junior High.

"I thank our students who have made many achievements for school. Start the district and national level. And one more happy news, he offered. Got the highest value from obtaining the third UN seprovince. Contributions that sometimes forget to appreciate. We call ananda Naziya Pratiwi."

The Nazis shed tears, remembering that. There was no one or family, the sound of the clapping. Not knowing to mock or be truly proud. "You crying?" Haris asked, she clasped her Nazi hand tightly. Mayassah realized, she also remembered the breakup. He did not come, and when he returned home, the Nazi who was putting the trophy accidentally Mayassah nudged him finally the cup that would be put down and damaged.

The second time, it says. Only added by a glimpse of his attitude because that explains Bu Rina. " His attitude was cold, famous throughout the school. BK subscriptions but to learn to remain a champion, he went to school for two more years it had no friends, his friend only pencils, books, and me. I happen to be a BK teacher. And all the subject areas that carry the name of the school are contested. Not much is known about his family, but I myself say it today. It is very unfortunate, as long as he raced and continued to be a champion rarely exposed people and worst of all his family never came. His friends also call him, as a fierce student, cold and gluttonous. We call ananda Naziya Pratiwi." Grandma was proud at once. "Shakila your son is beautiful, intelligent and she is. "Naziya come forward. He received his award. His eyes looked at everyone who was there. Their smiles look proud. But Naziya could not say much, his heart softened. "Dad, Mother… "

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Live like flowing water even though it has to pass through several gaps that sometimes squeeze to arrive at the estuary

Never give up, your efforts will be do'a

Keep dreaming, do not be afraid while your intentions are still in your heart

Reconcile the wound, by being scathing of everything

Reduce useless distractions

Because prejudice sometimes destroys

Understand the situation, sometimes we have to be camouflaged for a while

Regretting the situation will only make you more imprisoned

This farewell is not from the end of our story

It's the beginning of a new one, as the generations advance

For you young men

Lift your dreams as high as space

Never say it is impossible

Things always play tricks on us

Just to remember it is not possible

No

That's the wrong thing

Every wound has a cure

Every miss has its downs

If you understand the meaning

God's scenario no one ever knows what goes on with your stories.

Preface from several students including Naziya, Albi, Rivaldi. They looked at how their son had grown up. Haris whispers. "If Mother were here, look at the beautiful Nazis she said."