
When I got to the place, I thought everything would go smoothly and without a hitch again. But when I saw the road to Mr. Dani's wedding reception, it seemed like I was still too soon to feel relieved. With this fairly steep incline, even hikers have to be careful. If you stumble or fall, it can roll to the bottom and severe injury. The jala is pretty extreme.
Fortunately, it is not raining right now. How dangerous it is when it rains. The road becomes more dangerous due to mud and muddy. The motor needs to be careful again. Because not all motors can be strong uphill. My small motorbike could not climb if carrying heavy passengers, especially because my body was also included in the weight category. I can whine that my bike in my heart.
“Hahh. Finally arrived too, it seems that you should often exercise nih” said me while sighing long. Just walk a little, my body is already sore. I have to get back to doing regular exercise.
Arriving at the reception, I saw the group had started to queue. I sat down and went in line to get some food. Usually if in the condition, I look for side dish first. But since the reception this time did not seem like much of an interesting side food, I chose to eat the main course first.
Of course before eating, we have met with Mr. Dani first. It was so nice to see us coming to his happy show today.
“Eh, sir Ray has arrived. Sir Ray's father also came. Poor thing, the ride was difficult he said. Don't want to go down, so it's fitting to get picked up by car!” Said Mr. Dani in a joking tone. I could only laugh because it was only natural that the scene happened. Moreover, the condition of the father's body is not as healthy as before.
After chatting for a while, we continued to wait in line to grab a meal and then find a seat to enjoy the dishes that had been taken. Food served standard, rice with side dishes along with crackers and drink it with mineral water. Surely if the cuisine of the event like this, it must taste spicy. Almost a hundred percent of events at my county wedding serve dishes that taste spicy.
That's why I finished eating, I just took a lot of drinks because of the spiciness. Fortunately there is a sweet drink so that the spicy taste can be slightly treated.
Our group decided to go home to Mr. Dani after finishing eating food. All of us gave it to its place. There are also those who do not carry envelopes but have sent gifts to Mr. Dani.
When we left, we went back up on the podium to give the news that we were going back to school. Because it was where we all left before.
“Pamit first yes sir Dani.” Talk to one of us as a representative.
“Yes, mom, thank you for coming. I am so happy to be here.” Reply Mr. Dani with a face full of smiles.
We went back one by one and then we went back to school. But it turns out that our goals are not all the same. Two of our cars had other goals: to go to one of our staff's parents. Since I did not know how to get there, I decided to go back to school to return the car I used.
Besides, I still have a WFH job after this. That's why I do not feel good if too long to do events outside while still office hours. The trip to school this time is not the same as when leaving. Mr. Irfan went with the group to serve, while Danis chose to go home with another staff motorcycle bell.
As a result, only Jayus sir and his family were with me back home by car. On the way, I chatted as usual with the passengers. But I remember once, there was a moment when I almost crashed into public transport.
“Quiet sir, still safe kok” I replied with confidence. Though in my heart, I also deg degan because I did not think that public transportation was stopping completely. Indeed, if this transportation must be careful if we are in a position behind. Because they often turn and also stop suddenly.
Other than the events above, fortunately no more strange events happened along the way. But I found an interesting new fact, it turns out that actually other cars still have empty spots. None of the members of OSIS attended the reception of Mr. Dani.
Indeed, I did not see the group of students coming there at all. I began to wonder, who did the prank saying lack of drivers? there is still room for a seat in the car. But I don't take this too seriously. No matter if it's true or not, there's no problem if I drive. It adds to the driving skills I have. Besides, I don't need to change the cost of gasoline, this has been an advantage for me.
When I got to school, I managed to park the school car perfectly. Then I went along with Jayus sir with his family into the teacher's room for a short break.
“Great yes sir Ray. Bisa drove that far. I'm sitting tired.” Said Jayus' wife in admiration to me.
“Cause of ma'am. It's also tired, just still a reasonable limit. Indeed, if it takes concentration so that energy can be drained out.”
I chatted with them for a while before leaving home, because I still have activities to do. Arriving at home, I could not rest too long because there was still a responsibility that I had to finish.
More or less that's what happened at Mr. Dani's wedding. In addition to Mr. Dani, I also had a chance to stop by the wedding of another staff teacher. Most of them had a reception at the same venue. That's the girl's place. They do the reception on the street so that it blocks the way people pass by.
You gave me advice to do a reception in the building. Not wanting to use the actual path is not our right to use it. I wish I could do what you want.
Sometimes I go alone. There was also a time when I went with the group. At least if I'm invited, I try to come. At least that's what we should do as people who accept invitations.
But even if you can not come, make sure we also provide news and also the reason why can not come. I experienced this and also told my friends about it. Until now I had not felt good about choosing to go somewhere else at my best friend's wedding. Fortunately we are still in close contact and until now our contact has not been cut off.
Unlike the teacher's coworkers, I never got an invitation at all while working as a programmer. I worked there longer than when I was a teacher. It's a mystery sometimes this life.more invitations come in while teaching than when being a programmer.
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