THE WILL OF LOVE "HAPPY LAST"
first love

The shadow of the face is expressed in the grip of power and implied in the chest of the spreader

the light. Beautiful face was radiant in the heart, scented in the morning. Picture someone

who has the level created by the power how perfect the creature is called

man, I want to have beautiful jasmine berparas seen as charming as the

heavenly angel.

Begins to comfortably see the stars at night, begins to calmly hear the roar of the wind

the one that shrouded, said hello and then disappeared like a fairy. The smell of rain falling in the morning makes

people miss, the rain falls and disappears absorbed by the land of anger.

”You always disappear when I need you“,

“I hate being where you don't exist, when you're not around I always go and you can't

catapultku”.

“I will not seize and ask for your past because I'm just waiting for your dreams already

make me concoct your good timesI'm the son of a man of average economic ability no

rich, nor poor, but enough to support the daily life of the family. I stayed

kawo Village. Since childhood, I have lived with my grandparents. Because of my parents

married at a very young age so not infrequently fights at home, involved in squabbles

which made me choose to be comfortable living with my grandparents, Sani, my only daughter

living with old people. This is where the first love starts with the family.

Ever since I was in elementary school, at that age I didn't really understand mind, love

and beauty. I was in fifth grade, I've known since then what a fight is

in family. So it's still terngiang–ngiang clearly spread every night on my mind,

how the fights between husbands and wives happen every day. I don't know where I should be

venting anger, I hated the world at that moment. Every child is happy

ahead, I bully them, and mockery and swearing always come out of the mouth, not even until

there, I beat the boys until they cried, not knowing the obvious fault, which I obviously

hate to see people smiling in front of me, I feel mocked by him.I became naughty children, often fight with classmates, even the same

upperclassmen, sneers, jam each other, not even infrequently to fight with men, he said,

with an unclear reason as well, it could be said to be nudged around, that's me with

the power in my body. Maybe because of the influence of parents who at all times

fighting kicks each other, and I might adopt the strength of my father,

the way of fighting that is characteristic in me.

My grade in class is also not good, if I get seven in class

it means there is a change in me. I often come late, go to school just to

disturbing other friends, homework also never done, not infrequently teachers

also punish me, but I'm not kapok-kapok, I always be

teacher's breakfast, that punishment is my meal before starting the lesson.

But I began to realize that my attitude was not justified, the teacher tried

persuading me to talk, I began to tell my story what had been

occurs home. So the teacher concluded that the parents were the

the cause of the destruction of the future of the nation. Teacher sent a letter to my parents, with a scrap

the envelope contained a call for the parents. I didn't know that

it's a call to parents, if I knew maybe I'd tear it and throw it in the closet

school. The next day my parents came according to the letter I gave them

go home to school that my class teacher gave me. My parents came to school and I was called

by the teacher to the principal's room.

Every student called by the headmaster was a very mischievous student and

troubled. The other students were afraid that they would be taken to the principal's room, but they were not

with me. There are usually two reasons why the Elementary School students are put into the room

the principal, if not for being smart because he was naughty. And I was one of those people who

labeled the naughtiest kid in school. Once in the principal's room, right, the ones present were

my mother, who looks like she's sitting in the chair, is facing the principal. I don't feel

afraid, I even proudly entered the room, because I could have been given money later

pocket there, I hope. Money became the motivation to overcome the tension at that time.I sat to the left of the mother, hugged her gently and my hair was groped

with affection, as well as saying with no despair, “Nak, forgive mom, mom will

be the best for you” and immediately tears in the eyelids sharp corners of the eyes

flowing profusely, No words spoken at that time, only sweat and tears became

a sign that at that time there was a child who missed the embrace of affection of a mother, and all

excited to see that event. The principal didn't comment much either, just looking at us

hugged each other and occasionally wiped his face, whether the headmaster was crying.

From then on, I began to be given great love for me.

I began to know the true love and affection of my mother. There are no words

said one of my class teachers. He just sat down and rubbed his face with a fine cloth

his hand.

“Nak, for today, you came home spit with your mother huh?” said the principal while sounding

haru sniffling.

“Yes, Pak”, I said with joy to go home.

I also walked home with my hands held tight, and my bag carried

by mom. At that time my family began to harmonize, I don't know what made my parents

get along very well. And I don't know what the sekoah chief said to my mother. I don't know, I don't know,

clearly, mother turned into a angel of grace.

A year later, I moved up to sixth grade. I became very mature

in the face of all things, I became very wise, I don't know why, people too

changed, they started not daring at me, no one dared to get close. I began to wonder, though,

did I have body odor, or did I have leprosy?, not sure, at the time of the incident,

they started avoiding me. I don't think too much about the things their kenopa dodges, though,

obviously, I feel something has changed than usual. But my appearance is nothing

much changed, I still stick with the style of a woman's clothes but tomboyish. Shirt sleeve

in folding, shoes that are also worn men's shoes, had mother buy women's shoes

in the back of the class with some toys in his hands. I tried

approach him and sit next to him. I laughed and he laughed, laughing

makes me happy then. Her smile became my night decorator. That boy

named Geral. The Geral I saw was a difficult figure to get along with, let alone having to get along with

with the tomboy. Is it possible that he was affected by the other friends, me too

don't know. But I don't want to lose, I keep watching him in class, and try

making friends. Because I happen to be in class with him. I always teased him hoping

he likes me, he's scared, he looks like a ghost in the middle of a hole.

I started thinking, “Is it true I'm a ghost to the kids at school?” I didn't

so ugly, I'm beautiful according to my mother, I'm also smart even though my grades never rise to numbers

seven, but the proof is that I never left class.

“Am I also because I'm too naughty, then everyone doesn't like me?”,

Never mind, there's no need for me to think about it, which I'm obviously getting interested in Geral, man

who became a quiet child at school.

Teng..teng. I accidentally didn't leave class,

because I know Geral's definitely not going to class today, because I know, there's nothing outside

which made him feel interested. I tried to approach him again, but he still was

evades. Run like a frightened person.

Hey?, gently sweep me.

He still doesn't rebuke, though,

“Why you?” I asked while walking over.

He ran and left class. “Aneh”, I shouted in front of him while running out of class..

“Kids like this should be banished from civilization”,

“Not suitable life on earth”. I murmured in my heart .School exams are soon, and the days where the most exciting are school lessons. I like tutoring

from there I was able to meet Geral again, becoming the criminal woman of her life..

Why not, her son just approached has run away. Just a scolding nothing is not

ever. Silent man, that's his nickname.

I'm getting serious about going to school, coming never late, PR is always my job,

wishing for a change in school, never changing, my grades just a standard, never

up-and-up haya berkutit with the number six, I want the value of six and a half dah, so that I

can learn more, only with standard grades?” I don't want to just be with standard grades.

It's still far from smart, I'm trying to figure out a way to keep my grades from stopping at

number six, I started looking for who was the highest grade in the class, and right, that grade was scored by

Geral is a quiet boy. I went back to bankruptcy and asked for help

taught him, he actually wanted to run away, but I blocked it with the body and did not

maybe I could run away from me again. And I tried to get along with myself by asking for help

how to do the math problem that was taught earlier. Actually, I'm good at the material

Just because the matter of training on the board that is given by the teacher is different from the problem in the package.

So I really have a hard time working on that. “Geral just said I didn't

can”.

It's clear!! sixth grader kid who can explain like a teacher, I'm not

need to be taught math, all I need is for him to answer all my light questions already

enough to make me happy.

Les became very frequent, and I began to understand the questions that were taught with help

Yana my friend who got a rotating champion with Geral the quiet boy.

Yana always helps me with math, I keep going to Yana's house

not far from my house. Yana a diligent child, also a solha, he always participated in teaching at

mushola near the house guided by Ustad Man, his older brothers Yana also participated in the lecture

mushola, whom I dislike from Jana, he is always called by his father just a moment

playing with me, do I have a bad influence on him?, those brash gentlemen, you know,

forbid his son to play with me, if not the same Yana then who do I play with?, who do I play with?,

all the kids are avoiding me,. But Yana, do not know that I envy him.I'm not as good as Yana, who has been involved in teaching dimushola, always present never alpha.

Because with my self-worth to him, then I went to teach, there I saw Geral, “wahh”, and there I saw,

”There Geral”. My spirit was excited again, I became the spirit to join in teaching.

My motivation is ugly, just because I want to see Geral, her son is not too cute, just

I just feel interested because the person is quiet, that's all, nothing more.

School graduation day is over the horns. All the peroses I've been running, started

self-study, group study with Yana, study in Les time, the task is also me

do it completely, but my value never rises always berkutit diangka

the reverse human being is six. National exams are also going through happily. Graduation day is already

arrived, now I began to wait for the results of the nasal exam, and I thank God got a score with

high enough, but can't beat Geral and Yana. They have always been the

front-of-class.

The day of farewell has arrived, it has been designed by the class teacher, every child must be present

that farewell ceremony. And of course I don't want to miss out on that prestigious event, have to

wearing a red and white uniform complete with a tie, I came up with a tomboyish style

which has always been my trademark. Actually I don't need how the show works, which I

need is Geral's smile that I've been waiting for a few years. And obviously

that day was the last day I met him, that smile was again given to me when

the day when there is a photo section for the photo in the diploma later, happens to have to use a tie, so,

so when it was Geral's turn to be photographed, it turned out that he had no tie, that time he didn't

put on a tie, and I immediately gave my das to her, that's when she smiled

last I saw, how not, it turns out that Geral will enter the enriched Junior High and I will

enter at the cottage. The days I lived with certainty, without hope, and without betrayal.

“Love it's not how long you've been with her, but how you were first

time meet and smile to him”