Mr. President’s Son

Being in the capital city has always given me the idea of meeting famous people. I didn’t think I would get excited when I met them. I met Aa Jimmy, the impersonator of Aa Gym, in Dufan a couple months ago and I didn’t get all jumpy or excited about it. I didn’t even ask for autograph or take a picture of him. Maybe because I didn’t have a camera back then, but still if I have one I won’t be interested. But never have I thought of meeting Mr. President’s very own son, Agus Yudhoyono, would be a very different thing.
I couldn’t remember what I had for a dream that night. But it was certainly not meeting Mr. President’s son.


Few days before the pleasant unexpected event happened, I entered a form to join a seminar which I didn’t know what the topic was about. In spite of my lack of information about the topic, lots of my friends join the same seminar so I thought it will be fun if I go too. At 8 a.m. we went together to the auditorium. By the time we got there we were surprised to see a large number of TNI AD, AL, and AU. Apparently the topic was The Future Defense Leader. No wonder…
After a short coffee break, I pick a seat at the fourth row, while the seat in front of me is already taken but no one was there, I only see a bag on the seat. Not long after that, a man came and sat there. A friend next to me told me eagerly that the man sat in front of me was Agus Yudhoyono, The President’s son.
At first I wasn’t so sure, but as he turned his head around I recognized him. I got soooo excited and desperately trying to take a picture of him. But of course from where I sat I can only see the back of his head =______=


This is my desperate attempt to take his picture

I texted my mom and she told me to take a picture of the two of us. When I told my friend about the idea of taking pictures together, she encouraged me even though she knew it was an embarrassing idea. I considered all the possibilities of having a chance of a lifetime to take photographs of Mr. President’s son and the opportunity to lose my face in front of public.
I was so obsessed that I hadn’t been listening well to the panelist. Not that I understand what they were talking about. I mean, really, they completely lost me since the beginning. Well it wasn’t really my fault, how am I supposed to understand such heavy words only understandable by doctors and mid forties, especially bald people.
I almost gave up by the end of the seminar when suddenly some people approached Mr. Agus Yudhoyono and started to take pictures. Quickly I grabbed my friends hand and move toward Mr. Agus. I asked him to stay for a while to take some pictures with us. And……. I made it!! Well, actually we made it, because the picture wasn’t the two but the six of us… nevertheless I managed to grab the opportunity of a life time and be in the same frame with Mr. Agus Yudhoyono. Yei !