DAMNED GIRL
50. UNAWARE

This morning the sunlight was so hot that my watch hand showed the number of hours seven and five minutes, the sky this time seemed bright as if it welcomed the summer that some people have complained about lately. I had just arrived before the rusty school gates and the carpets, the gates that had never been locked and no picket guards or guards guarding the gates, all free to enter.

Right in front of the gate many hawkers using a wheelbarrow waiting for buyers

I wanted to quickly get into class because I was tired of walking from Aunt Ros's house. So, Aunt Ros' house is a hundred meters from this school, not so far away it's actually just that my legs are a little lazy when walking.

But apparently on a peaceful morning highlighted by the sun shamelessly puffing its light into the earth, my steps stopped among the hawker carts that every day held in front of the school.

Every morning I always buy eggs rolls as much as five sticks but this time I intend to buy a mini martabak only.

Actually I had breakfast fried rice made by Aunt Ros but I was just tempted to buy it which since yesterday I had planned

At the U-later school that already existed in the government of President Suharto is still shaped like that building was rowed out long before I went to school here, the school building which is somewhat outdated is planned to be renovated to be even more magnificent but according to witnesses to this day there is no realization.

At seven this school is still quiet, not many students who come but hawker cart traders are always crowded. In the outer courtyard of this school there are five carts that are always ready to serve buyers. Siomay carts, coconut ice carts, egg roll carts, mini martabak carts and cilok carts.

Then I approached the mini martabak seller who had been busy printing mini martabak on a printed pan

"Bang buy martabaknya two yes "my request to the seller who now tidied up the results of his martab is ripe. Ready-to-eat.

"Okay, okay" he said while making it for me

Then he took two and then he wrapped it with rice paper which he deliberately scissors a small box just to wrap the marbatak under it.

Not until the long wait finally martabak he wrapped given my cradle

"Now, Neng!" the sodor to me

I grabbed it carefully "Thank you" I said as I paid for it with five thousand and two bills.

The seller received "Thank you yes" he said kindly

I smiled then turned around while still holding a martabak that was only half wrapped with rice paper cut into a small box.

I did take a slow step but without paying attention to what was in front of me, all I noticed was the martabak in my hand that I was ready to eat while walking into class

But, uh,

Brukkk !

My martabak fell all over, mixed with dust and earth

I could only shut up and look at it which I could not take back

Nasya is the cause

Either he intentionally or he did not notice his path until it hit my hand

Actually Nasya did apologize to me for his boredom while walking until my food fell but his tone did not prove that he sincerely admitted the mistake, even the look on his face like he made a joke

"Ups, sorry yeaa... The cave did not see. Kirain no one passed by. So sorry. I swear" he said as he stepped through the gate without seeing his face, he only turned his head for a moment but did not know who to look at

Seeing his attitude like that I who previously respected him finally now more confident that he will be an enemy that will bother me in the next day. But somehow I felt afraid of him to the point that I didn't want to add any more trouble. Let my food fall this be the last time I face him. I'll just advertise it.

The first lesson apparently Master still does not enter, the second lesson is so, the teacher also does not enter the class to teach. I was thinking. Now the third lesson of Religious education apparently his teacher is present.

A middle-aged fat mother with a syar'i hijab entered the classroom while carrying her textbook. The look on his face seemed to be filled with seriousness that could not be joked with any jokes

The fat mother with the chubby cheek then immediately introduced herself in our midst. His smile line is invisible because it seems he is not a class of friendly mothers

"Assalamualaikum Warahmatullahi Westarakatuh !" he said opening the introductions out loud

The class that had been silent since then finally rumbled back

All in unison returned his greetings

"Waalaikumsalam Warahmatullahi Westarakatuh!"

Because all the compacts answered Mother's greeting It was finally a line of knot smile began to be seen on her face and back she began to introduce her name

"My name is Khodizah's mother, just call Ms. Dizah. I am here as a Guru of the Islamic religion to educate all of you so that you become human beings and more civilized" he said firmly

The classroom atmosphere was quiet again and everyone was still glued to listen to Ms. Dizah's speech

"Oh yes, for non-Muslims, please just leave the class because this is a lesson of Islam so it is better to leave the class alone" he said aloud while paying attention to each bench

Hearing it, I finally stood up and apparently Rinai also stood up.

There are only two non-Muslims in this class.

"Okay you can go out, later you will also have your own religious teacher usually collected one school into one class and usually held every Friday at half-twelfth noon" he said while informing us

Rinai and I nodded and started to walk away from the silent class

Outside the class is quite blazing by the sun , rinai and I were confused about what to do and we ended up sitting together on the front porch of our class while enjoying the wind that blew slowly with the view of the doors of other classes that closed across our class

Rinai is very mendehem

"Ehem !"

But I just glanced at him even though I said nothing to him

"Dhira" he called her slowly

Hearing him I immediately turned to him "Yes" I answered quickly

"What is your religion ?" tannya

"Oh, I'm a Christian" I replied quickly

Rinai nodded "Oh, yes yes" he said

"What is your religion ?" ask me so even ask the real thing that does not need to be asked as well

But here we have no contact with each other at all

"Buddha" he answered

"Ooh, that. If Buddha were to study his religion what day ?" much

Rinai shook her head "I don't know" he replied