Someone I miss is my friend when I was in college. He is always helping me anything I need without I need to ask him. I always remembering his kindness because I have a little afraid of men. He is can make me no afraid of men. He and I are the same organization.
The story began when I doing research in my last semester. He wants to know about my research and comes early to help me. Even though I didn't invite him privately, I just share it in a group. He helps me to connect the laptop and projector, he becomes my audience and many things. Until when I must take a sample, he helps me looking for my research place. He rides a motorcycle without SIM and STNK because the motorcycle not him. Finally, we got traffic violations and we must come to the judge. And he comes to the judge alone because I must be researched, the fine was paid by him.
Until I graduate, he comes to my graduation and gave me a prize. Surprise!!!. Now, he already becomes an Aparatur Sipil Negara in Padang, West Sumatra. I hope he always healthy. Don't forget me. I lose touch with him since 6 months ago. I hope I can become an Aparatur Sipil Negara. Thanks for everything you ever give to me. You always listen to my story. Everything.
GOOD LUCK, J !!!
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