Will you always love me like I do?

Here we go...

Monday; February, 25th 2013

~> short and sudden meeting ~> get the result ~> ya, “rolling-period-class” time!

Well, ya... Lil bit shock, actually. But I’m bracing myself to face what’s next. None of my pupils knows about that. So, it won’t be that hard to let ‘em go. I know, I always say to my pupils, “There is always HELL in HELLO, and there is always GOOD in GOODBYE.” I hate goodbye, truly.

Tuesday; February, 26th 2013

In the early beginning morning ~ Tahfidz period

“Hi, Izza!”

“Hi, Miss!”

“Good mood, today?”

“Bad mood, Miss.”

“Why?”

“I’ve heard a bad news!”

“What’s that?”

“(sigh...) what we’re gonna do on our English Class?”

“...rrrrrrr....”

It’s just like got a shot into bolt of blue. Well yes,  it’s just a casual question. But, I don’t know, it seems having intended meaning.

“We’ll run the class like always,” I smiled.

“Seriously? Come on Miss, I’ve heard the news from the 10th grade. You’ll leave our class, won’t you?”

“Hahaha...good news then, you’ll have a new teacher!”

“Why must be our class?”

“Hey, it’s just what we used to, rolling-period-class... So, nothing to be worried about. Udah hayok sini setoran hafalan!”

The same day, 5-6th periods

Actually it’s not my right anymore to have a class in fusion class, XI-IPA. Because of the teacher who should be there can’t make to come to this class, I subtituted her – for the last time.

I just tried to make it natural as it is. How it could run like how it used to be.

I was calling their attendance list as usual – with my own nick name I put to them. Then suddenly Faza shouted, “Iwed is crying, Miss.”

Oh, come on... I can’t stand when I see anyone crying in front of me. It will make me cry too. I said sorry to the class, then I leave the room.

Crying. Yes. In front of administration room. I’m bracing myself to face them, but it’s hard. It was so long I was there. Till Fitzha and Olip picked me up. Then, Ricky, the chairperson passed in front of me. Just checked, maybe.

After I feel reassured, I face them at class. I continued calling them by name, having lectures, jokes, and it ran well.

Finally, at the (almost) end of period, Rosyid asked me permission to have some minutes. Yes, please...

“Friends... Good position, please...” Rosyid says.

Hey hey hey, what are they going to do? A crystal starts appearing on my eyes.

“Miss Rosa, what happen with you? We’re just having a game.”

They start singing, “Terimakasih guruku and Hymne Guru.”

My tears shed...

Ricky and Ilma gave their words as the student’s representatives. I couldn’t say a thing anymore, then Asma called me to get closer, then they hug me. I feel the warmth.

Do yu know my dearest, it seems like I won’t let you go. It became harder for me, and you brought me into hardest situation.

Thank you for the beautiful drawing and writing, your Toblerone, and your love you bring for me.

Behind the scene.

Well, here is how it could be this amazing...

When I leave the class, it was a condition in which akhwat know how the truly situation, but ikhwan didn’t. Ikhwan was wondering what truly happened, then they sent a spy, Ricky, to follow me. Then Ricky told the class that I was crying. Just it. Then akhwat asked to ikhwan,

“Ikhwan, do you know what happened?”

“She’s crying.”

“Yes, we know that. Do you know why she’s crying?”

“We don’t know.”

“We’d like to tell, but please don’t tell anyone obout it.”

“OK! Just tell us!”

“This is the last time she teaches us.”

“What?!”

“Why it’s so sudden. Why you’ve just told us?”

“We’ve already known this morning. No one knows about that.”

“OK! So, what we’re gonna do now?”

“Just do what we can do right now?”

“Do you know what’s Miss Ocha’s favourite song?”

“It must be in English.”

“What?”

“I don’t know”

“How about number one for me?”

“We don’t memorize the lyric.”

“But, there must be some of you do.”

“So, what the others do then?”

“Well, chace the song, then?”

“Ok. We’ll sing the song that we’ve already memorized the lyric.”

J Now, you know, how, special they are for me.

My Amazing Class, Science Class;

Aslam, Sam, Devin, Jaciim, Ilham, Fadly, Ochid, Syifa’, Najib, Ricky, Yoga, Ani, Achong, Antisa, Asma, Ceryl, Iwed, Azmi, Disty, Fitzha, Olieph, Ma-il, Nawing, Dj, Fina, Kintan, Zakiyah, Ipeh, Izza, Qq, Sintya.

My Amusing Class, Social Class 1;

Adib, Hirzi, Fafa, Bangkit, Dita, Doni, Fahmi, Galih, Farchan, Imam, Larisky, Ihsan, Guntur, Lutfy.

My Amusing Class, Social Class 2;

Mita, Aping, Nana, Lala, Dyah, Dhilla, Ime, Naeni, Lulu, Mira, Saaul, Fifi, Pingkan, Prima, Qanitah, Radita, Rima, Salma, Chan-chan, Sinta, Ulie, Wafa, Yasmin, Rara.

We’re still in the same planet, right? So, let’s shout it loud together!

What do we have today?

Great Spirit, Marvelous Achievement, and Our Dreams Come True!