When the Heart Speaks
chapter 10 school farewell event

The expected end of time arrives..

School farewell,,

although the results of the exam have not come out, the school has held a school farewell event before graduation.

I came with both my parents.

at 08:00, I and my parents left for the multipurpose school building, in a taxi, and,

Before long, at the end we arrived at the hall.Nampak crowded students there each brought their guardians as invited guests.

The event organizers were none other than all members of the osis welcome our arrival and let us sit down.

after finding the right place, finally me and my parents sit down .

The show is still not started, it is still just entertainment, which is filled by songs played by school bands.

"Ma.pa..pa.sit first yes, Dina stay.mau wait fitri, in front, kayaknya not yet arrived."

I told my parents to go to the front hall.

mama nodded.

I walked forward, after 5 minutes of standing up, I looked at my phone, tried to find a contact fitri and called her., etc.,,

but not lifted.

"maybe on the road again"

thought me..

I just turned around, about to go back in. Suddenly - arrived...

"Dina...Dinaa"

fitri called me, I turned my head and fitri waved my hand..

fitri looks beautiful wearing a blue dress.with a large ribbon decoration on her waist..

while both parents look compatible with wearing batik couple.

I smiled as I kissed my mother's hand.

"Where's mama din??"

aunt Yani asked for whereabouts

My mama.

"Aunty's banana, Dina interracial,,"

take me to aunt yani while pointing at where mom is sitting.

as soon as it was close, my mother realized our arrival..

"How are you, ma'am,,?"

greet aunty Yani on mom, mama,

they rarely meet, other than family events, or most during holidays.

aunt Yani sat next to her, while Yasin sat next to her.

they were immediately involved in a conversation, which I don't know what myself.

me and Fitri asked permission to go out to join other friends.

they just nodded and continued their conversation.

Just a few steps away, my phone shook..

1 incoming message

I opened and read..

a message from Ari.

morning syg, may today please.

i miss..

There is a sense of wanting to retaliate, but that intention is my intention.

after thinking for a long time, I finally chose to call her.

but this room was too noisy.I decided to pull over away from the room full of sound system.

fitri understood, after I said I wanted to call.fitri mingled with other friends.

after some distance, I called Ari.

Tuuut.....

🧑"halooo assalamualaikum darling..."

👩"walaikum greetings"

🧑"why call??"

👩"miss"

🧑"idiiihhh, follow-up nich story.hehehehe"

👩"can't ya? there are no patents yet"

🧑"ichhh..dah pinter now yes.hehehe"

👩"iyaaa,donk..who was the teacher, where else, dear??"

🧑"apaaa.apaaaa..ulangiiii,gak mendengeran,,hihihi"

👩"ichh, dasarr yaa.again where"

🧑"kayak just donk nanya nanya.."

🧑"iyaaa.iyaaaa I'm at home, just a minute to the workshop."

👩"ohhh.."

🧑"ntar afternoon, I'm home yes..."

👩"next to dech, wait for graduation announcement.got papa huh?

it's not calm yet."

🧑"ehmm..oke, no pa-pa.have you been to the event venue?"

👩"already, just recently until.nich.new want to start the show.

yes, yes, yes..."

🧑"waitu.tungguuu, don't die in first"

👩"why??"

🧑"i miss"

👩"........................."

🧑"why, kok diem??"

👩"no papa, yeah me too.",

🧑"pleaseee.don't kill me with this longing."

👩"bye.."

click, click,

call me turn it off.

I tried to take a deep breath, then slowly threw it away.

there was a tightness in my chest after hearing his words at the end of the phone, but I didn't know why.

I feel empty.

I put my phone in the bag I was carrying.

a moment later, I joined up with other friends..

enjoy a snack neatly lined up on a prepared table.

"Good morning..To all the guests.."

heard the host talking, it was a sign that the event was about to start.We walked into the building and sat back to watch the event after event.

Arrived at the peak of the event, namely greetings with the teachers, the,

When the host called the entire 3rd graders to go up on stage, after before her all the teachers had lined up neatly on stage.

there is a sense of pain in the heart, when stepping foot on stage, accompanied by the song Thank you Master from the choir team..

the chanting for the chant of the song took me and my friends drifting in a sense of haru.

Thank you, I said..

on. my sincere teacher..

useful science

slalu is abundant

for.my former ll lateriii.

no tears flow slowly, 3 years we have tasted education in this school.likes, sorrows, all passed.the times that can not be repeated, friendship.

which may not be found at other times.

Within minutes, our sobbing was so clearly heard, accompanying our small steps that our educators greeted us..

good-bye to high school.the toughest time in regulating emotions, behavior and behavior.Today we are preparing to meet a new world.

after all is done.deepness.session photos together per class was done.

everything is done well and smoothly..

although the crying broke out into the blue.

4 Hours passed, and,,

all the events have been passed, the invited guests began to leave the event room, only to see a few who are still sitting while chatting with the people next to them.

and the students who were taking pictures with their genk-genk.

I went to my parents to take me home, before which I called a taxi.

"Ma.pa yuk, his taxi is waiting "

I approached mama, while my hands were still wiping away the remaining tears.

mama nodded, then moved on and we walked out of the showroom, which was followed by fitness, Aunt Yani and Om Yasin.

We parted in front of the building, I waved at the fitri and so on.

In the taxi.sadness is still very I feel.mama who seemed to feel my sadness, embrace my shoulder, then I lean my head on my shoulder.

" The school band was playing cool din,,"

papa broke the silence between us.

I just nodded..

papa's lure to invite conversation seems to have not succeeded.I still remain silent in my mother's arms..

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