KKN That's my boyfriend
MY MOST BEAUTIFUL BIRTHDAY GIFT

After the election of the class president and others, we began active school like other schools2.

Our day was busy with learning activities and doing assignments2 school, during the afternoon we were busy with extracurriculars.

Today in class we get one of the school majala, each class only get a loan of 2 majala only, so we have to take turns, because the class leader I get the first turn, so we have to take turns,to read and learn from there, in the majala there are outstanding students and students from all over Indonesia . While reading their work2 I was amazed 2, and there were byk positive lessons, and how we made our school and teacher 2 educators proud.

While reading it , I started dreaming 2, if I could make my school proud??

In every written work of school origin and the name of the author, who must be proud to be an outstanding student.

I have to finish reading this majala as bsok I have to give it to another friend.

After finishing reading it, behind the majala is written the address , if there are other students and students throughout Indonesia want to participate in making the work . Poetry or essay .

I recorded the address, and kept it in my drawer.

Today I have to give majala to the homeroom teacher, because she will give the majala to another friend2.

How has Sri you read all,,,???

Ask Robiah mom ,,,!!!

It's mom, answer me!!

Good not to continue again,,,???

Good ma'am,, I said,,,!!

If there was one of the students in the majala that was our school student, I would be much more proud, he said,,,!!!!!

We were all bowed, for the word2nya as if2 whips for us, especially me.

When the break came, all the students and schoolgirls came out, some were sitting2 under the tree, some were going to the school cafeteria, I just stayed in class,, I was,, because I don't have friends.

As I was opening the 2 books,,,, arrived2 there was a loud voice reprimanding me,,,!!

Hey, what are you doing in class,,, !!!it's his hard break hour again,,,!!!!

I was shocked and in front of me stood the school principal who was afraid of it,

I'm sorry sir I prefer in class,,, I replied slowly,,.

You read the majala yesterday at your homeroom. Ask again,,,,????

It's sir,,,, I answered,,,

Then he said,,, in this school no one will enter the majala,, he said aloud. Because no one wants to be proud of school anymore.

His voice and kata2 were like 2 thunderbolts in my ear,,,

My heart started to be challenged,, I will do it, I can definitely make the school proud.

From the moment that kata2 I heard, I started making poetry, I started,,

And in silence2, I sent my work to the address I had recorded it before....

No one knows if I've ever sent a masterpiece to the famous school majala,,,

I began to despair, maybe my work is not yet worthy of publication in the majala , I also know myself because it was chosen that all students and students excel all over Indonesia ,,,.

I almost forgot about my work,,,,, !!!

Arrived2 ma Robiah came and said ,,,,, !!!

Sri you are called the Principal ,,,,,!! You are in the office right now!!!

Ms. Robiah's face didn't show the slightest smile,,!!

My heart trembled,, what a mistake I had made, until my homeroom did not smile and I was called the director,,!!

With a rush step2 I went to the office and confronted him,,, !!!

Tok,,, tok,, tok,,,,,,!!!!!! Assalamualikum,, my voice feels heavy,,,,!!!!

Enter,,,,,!!!!! The inside rattling reply of my heart,,,!!!!

I'm in,,,,,,!!!

Sit,,, say, said the captain without a smile ,,,,!!!

We sat face to face and were separated by a large table, above which were books and school majalas,,,!!

I just bowed down, waiting for clarity, what a mistake I made,,!!!!

You go catch a courtship,, said the captain loudly,,,,!!!

I'm getting confused,,,,,!!and with a heavy voice, I said, sir, no,,,!!

There's a letter coming into my desk and it's from your boyfriend,,,,,, what school you want to go to,, add it again,,!!!

My tears started to come out, and I said again, ', never sir, no, no, I never dated,,!! I started crying, though,,...

The Jakarta people sent you a letter,,, what is it,,,!!! Add it lgi,,!!!

Back I answered ,, let alone Jakarta people sir,,, ank2 school here no one wants my mom who tomboy ni sir,,,!!!

Seeing me cry, he thrust a tissue and an envelope in front of me, you open it, you say,,,,??

I started to open it and saw the 'secret ', when I opened, when I opened, there was some money, and a piece of paper and it was written,,,, CONGRATULATIONS YOUR WORK WE PUBLISHED,,,

And the chief offered the school majala again, this you read first, here dlu he said,,!!

I started to read, , a work I almost forgot about, , there was my name on it, and my school,,!!!

Thank you son, he said,,,,,,,,!!!

Sama2 sir,,,,,!! I replied while bowing down,,!!

May this be your most beautiful gift tomorrow, he continued,,,!!with a smile I never saw,,!!!

Next,,,,,,,,,,,,,