Actor-like English Instructor

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My english instructor was very handsome and charming. his styles in teaching make the students starred at him and keep away from him reluctantly. I was one of his fans. He was very popular among the students. His personality is as nice as his appearance. he was friendly,helpful,punctual,creative,and above all, profesional. he always knew what he was doing in class. he looked like an a actor. thousands of girls must have fallen in love eith him, included me. it was the last meeting of my english class before the promotion test. many of my friends said that they was disappointed of not meeting again with Mr.Dion. some of them,especially men, were different. i myself felt blue,sad and uncertain. next meeting, different teacher would come to my class and not Mr.Dion anymore. He wanted to resign for his pesonal purpose.

a minute later, the bell rang and Mr.Dion walked in. my heart didn't beat rhytmically. he smiled and said... "okay class, as I told you before this is will be the last meeting with you, I am leaving for another job"...."oh Mr.Dion take me with you to anywhere you go" my heart cried out.
"and before I go, i will give each of you a card. the card contains a message i want you to remember, ok?" he started distributing small cards, each with a student's name on it. everyone was curious and excited.
"tommy,emma,iwan,dea..." that's me! i took it quickly, and put it among the pages of my book. i didn't know what to do. read? no! i didn't want my friends knew the change of my face, if his words disappointed me. i had not enough time to think about it. when suddenly Mr.Dion said goodbye and shook everybody's hand, including mine. his hand was very soft but his shake was really firm. then he left...

I ran out the class and directly came to my car, then drove it away, frustrated!
i didn't know myself why i didn't want to open the card. it seemed that it was a kind of decision that would determine my life. anytime i would open it. there was always a strange feeling asking me not to do it. i tried to be patient until one day, two days after i got it, in a quiet night, no one surrounds me, i opened it. my hands were shaking, and my feeling was uncertain. that was the worst moment ever.

"Dea, my sweetheart! I have tried to write my impressions of you on this card, but no word come up. I decided to say it personally, in a special moment while having dinner. if you don't mind come to 'Gajah' restaurant, tomorrow night at 08.00 pm. let me know first if you will come. Dion: 081227953332 (the day after this number will be de-activated)"

I loudly cried, "no, it's too late. how stupid i am" with tear fallin down unbearably. I drove my car leaving my house hurriedly without knowing where to go. suddenly, I remember his other mobile phone number, i got it in the first meeting of the class. he mentioned it unintentionally when Maya asked his phone number during ice-breaking activity. and i happened wrote it. i dialed the numbers, and i almost died to hear the voice from other side, "Hello, is that you, Dea?" "oooooooooooooohhhh"