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Pork! Ine slams HP BW (Black and White) an abbreviation commonly used by Ine school students to call HP sailing black-and-white which is not a trend at all in today's times, that thing just set the alarm.
“What? Five hours?” scream Ine hysterical.
Ine rubbed and squinted, trying to clarify his vision, then returned to staring at the HP screen without turning off the alarm, nothing changed, the digital clock still showed the number five. In Aceh, the westernmost region of Indonesia, sahur must be ended at 05.00 wib, along with the morning adhan.
“Buset by now, you know I have to sahur?” Ine asked annoyed at her HP.
Nguuuunug.
“That's imsak siren!” scream Ine hysterical. Ine immediately rushed into the kitchen. Without regard for the other members of his family.
“Who told you not to wake me up?” inner Ine is upset. Ine gulped as much water, trying to beat the speed of the siren and managed to empty three glasses of water in less than five minutes. Ine immediately returned to the room without further ado with Mother, Father or Brother Retno.
In the room, Ine's poor HP was still roaring at her employer. Roughly, Ine silenced the HP.
“I have already set you at four, it still sounds at five, intention to wake up sahur no heck? Although compared

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Blessing Tauge
Description: Desi Melati
Category: Family Short stories, Advice Shortcuts, Ramadan Shortcuts
Pass moderation on: 21 September 2013
Pork! Ine slams HP BW (Black and White) an abbreviation commonly used by Ine school students to call HP sailing black-and-white which is not a trend at all in today's times, that thing just set the alarm.
“What? Five hours?” scream Ine hysterical.
Ine rubbed and squinted, trying to clarify his vision, then returned to staring at the HP screen without turning off the alarm, nothing changed, the digital clock still showed the number five. In Aceh, the westernmost region of Indonesia, sahur must be ended at 05.00 wib, along with the morning adhan.
“Buset by now, you know I have to sahur?” Ine asked annoyed at her HP.
Nguuuunug.
“That's imsak siren!” scream Ine hysterical. Ine immediately rushed into the kitchen. Without regard for the other members of his family.
“Who told you not to wake me up?” inner Ine is upset. Ine gulped as much water, trying to beat the speed of the siren and managed to empty three glasses of water in less than five minutes. Ine immediately returned to the room without further ado with Mother, Father or Brother Retno.
In the room, Ine's poor HP was still roaring at her employer. Roughly, Ine silenced the HP.
“I have already set you at four, it still sounds at five, intention to wake up sahur no heck? Although compared to the HP of my friends, you lose far anyway, cook only wakein sahur aja you are not becus?” Ine cursed his HP.
Sayup-sayup heard the adhan from the mosques. Back to calm Ine's arrogant heart. “Astagfirullah, I am already fasting,” regretted Ine.
The lust tempted him to close his eyes immediately, Satan prancing to encourage. But the Angels do not want to lose in carrying out the action.
“Ne, you will be just plain water, at least you pray, ask God so that the water that enters your stomach can be fried chicken, he said, slow down the work of the stomach so as not to get hungry quickly (forces a real angel)”
The remaining good side in his heart approved the angel's statement. Trudging Ine stepped into the bathroom to ablaze. With half-open eyes Ine forced herself to pray at dawn. The right angel happily wrote a note of kindness to Ine.
After the prayer, Ine immediately threw her body into the mattress, a moment later, her eyes successfully closed.
Cringes, crings, crings! Ine deliberately set his alarm with maximum volume. As a result of each alarm ringing, the chickens next door neighbors became riled up thinking they would be slaughtered immediately. But Ine did not feel disturbed by the noise coming from his HP. Only on the seventh ring did Ine wake up, gnashing her eyes, trying to gather consciousness.
“A... What time is it now?” Ine panicked when she realized the sky had turned blue, indicating the sun had come to earth.
Ine glanced at the Mickey Mouse head-shaped wall clock hanging near her study table. The long and short needles are compact showing the number seven.
“Good, late again, right?” skink. Ine immediately grabbed the towel and and went inside the bathroom. Brush his teeth and wash his face. Photocopy, the term for this lightning shower. The outside alone looks like a bath, but the inside does not need to be asked. For moments of urgency like this, Ine can't stand a shower all day!
“Children,” Kak Retno often comments like this, but responded coldly by Ine.
A moment later Ine was ready with her High School uniform. From the bag hanger, Ine pulled just any bag and immediately marathoned towards the school which was only 500 meters from his home. He occasionally glanced at the watch, hoping the world would stop spinning for a minute until he arrived at the school gate. Hah, Ine is dreaming too much!
The gate was still open when Ine arrived.
“Alhamdulillah,” thanks Ine. He immediately entered while running around.
“Pak, I love You,” he said with a smile when he passed by Mr. Uje the school security guard, a tall middle-aged man with a thin face whose lips always singed a smile even though he was often teased by school residents. Mr. Uje just bobbing his head watching Ine's strange behavior. Ine did not care, immediately darted towards her class on the second floor.
Ine settles down as soon as she arrives at the classroom doorstep. Stand up for a moment, trying to guess the possibility that will happen if he gets late to class. Ine surged in shock as someone's hand pushed the door and almost hit her face. Ine immediately raised her head, trying to see the face of a figure that was several centimeters taller than her.
“Telate?” the figure made a sound. Short, dense and piercing.
“Hm.” Ine muttered indistinctly. The figure watched him from head to toe.
“You? Slippers?” said the figure is irregular. Ine followed the direction of the figure's gaze towards his feet. Ine.
“Sorry, Mom.” Say Ine quietly. The lips of the figure standing in front of him were tightly clenched, too shocked because Ine was thirty minutes late and wore flip-flops with Doraemon pictured to school. Reflex, Ine took a few steps back, trying to hide the “Doraemon” behind her long skirt.
“Sorry, Mum.” Earlier in a hurry, can I enter ya?” ine said with a sweet smile without guilt.
“Go home now!” the figure made a sound again, but still pierced.
“Bu, but I've tried as fast as possible,” said Ine trying to defend himself.
“You're school intention apparently?” that figure insinuates.
“Cock intention, really intention,” said Ine quickly. When Ine realized some heads looked up trying to pay attention to her and Bu Fitri, our Indonesian Teacher through the window of the classroom.
“Mother...” Ine said again, this time with a face of blemish.
“Yes already, this is the first and last time. I don't want any students to repeat this incident,” said Bu Fitri half-threatening. Reflexes, Ine smiled widely.
In the classroom.
“Hm, have you been working on PR Ine?” Ask Bu Fitri full of questions.
“Already dong!” answer Ine confidently. Ine then stirred up the contents of her bag. He stopped for a moment when he could not find what he was looking for. Ine patted her forehead, her hands began to cool down.
“What's Ine?” Ask Bu Fitri.
“I... I was wrong to bring the bag Bu,” said Ine Iirih.
“Now what's your excuse?” Bu Fitri felt betrayed.
Arriving home, Ine immediately went into her room. Plunge the body into the bed and breathe deeply while closing your eyes. It felt like the bones had been crushed and broken. After churning the contents of the bag and not finding his Homework (PR) book, Bu Fitri immediately sentenced Ine not to do PR. Ine is then sentenced to go around the basketball court five times and clean the teacher's bathroom as large as a classroom, alone! As a result, Ine had to go home an hour later than usual. Suddenly Ine opened her eyes, sat down and saw a wall clock that showed at 15:00 WIB.
“Today's thursday. There's English tutoring! there is still half an hour,” Ine immediately grabbed the towel and went into the bathroom. This time it was a shower, not like this morning. After the shower, Ine pulled any clothes from her closet. The multi-story flower jeans skirt is combined with a white Dinosaur T-shirt and a gray headscarf. Not matching at all, but Ine doesn't care about her appearance, which is important closed aurat, right? Finished pecking himself for a moment in front of the mirror, Ine snatched his matic key on the study table. Half ran, heading to the front room while asking permission from Mother.
“Mother, Ine les yes!”
“Yes, be careful, do not speed!” reply Mother from the kitchen, is preparing iftar with Brother Retno.
“Ya Mother!”
In the middle of the road, the demon again seduces Ine.
“Ne, try stopping at Zero (the rental place of Ine's favorite book), maybe you can get a new novel.”
After borrowing several novels and comics, Ine glanced at the wall clock displayed near Zero's entrance.
“Jam five,” Inner Ine. Eyes widened.
“Jam five! Les started an hour and a half ago. No!” exclaim Ine panic. Ine immediately spurred the matic as soon as possible, forgetting the message of Mother not to speed, stupid ah!
Later that night, after breaking the fast Ine continued to put on a sullen look. After the tarawih from the mosque near the house, his disheveled face did not change.
“Why, Ne?” Ask Mommy gently while stroking Ine's hair while watching TV in the family room.
“Kesal.” Answer Ine ketus.
“Uhm?” Mother muttered while linking her brows, asking for an explanation.
“Mother this morning did not wake up Ine, so late for school. Kan Ine hastily, forget to wear shoes, try Mommy Shadowin Ine wearing Doraemon sandals to school! Continue to miss PR Ine because of the wrong bag, the bag that Ine brought earlier contained all tutoring books. Ine was sentenced to play the basketball court five times to clean the teacher's bathroom. Late tutoring again.” Ine said at length while turning her lips.
“Telates?” didn't you leave at three?” Ask Mommy full of questions.
Ine.
“Tadi Ine stopped by Zero first anyway Mother,”
“That's your fault,” said Mother.
“Yes sorry Mother, but right..”.
“Yes, yes Mommy understands, today you should have a lot of lessons. So your habit of procrastinating the work must be thrown away,” cut Mother.
“Loh, what's the connection?” ine protests.
“You're late waking up because of PR until late at night, right? Even though the PR has been done a week ago, it should be with a lot of free time, the PR can be finished last week. Where your book lives, get punishment again.” Clearly Mother.
“So Mother?” Ask Ine impatiently.
“Try Deh Ine grab the green beans in the jar in the kitchen table drawer. Keep planting Ine in two different pots, one pot Ine put in a bright place, the other in a place that is not exposed to sunlight,” Mother said later.
“Ha? Green beans? The bright? There is no sunlight? Mother ngaco deh,” said Ine less sure.
“Not much protest. Just do it, ntar if it has become a bean sprout, Mommy is clearin,” said Mommy while blinking one eye.
Big question marks lodged in Ine's brain, he did not understand what Mother meant. What does his bad luck have to do all day with green beans? Without much question again Ine immediately do Mother's orders. Ah, Mommy is a mysterious pretender.
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Three days later.
Ine again noticed the two pots of taugenya and moved to the family room. Curious, He immediately sought Mother.
“Mother!” call Ine half yelling.
“Ya!” answer Mother from the front page of the house. Ine immediately headed to the front yard, found Mommy was busy with her roses. I can't wait for Ine to tug at Mother's chocolate negligee patterned with large flowers, collect an explanation of the bean sprouts.
“Before Darling,” said Mother is anxious. Ine, according to her, took a few steps back while watching Mother and her roses. Not until five minutes Mother has completed her busyness.
Ine and Mommy head to the family room.
“What does Mother mean by these bean sprouts?” Ine asked curiously while pointing at the two pots of taugenya.
“Try you notice, what is the different bean sprouts placed in the same dark place where the light hit the sun?” Mother asked back.
“Mother Biology teacher Ine aja deh,” joked Ine.
“Which in dark places, the taugenya is thin, tall, pale and more easily broken, different from the same bean sprouts, shorter, fuller and stronger.” Said Ine sure.
“Good-good. Now Ine knows what Mother means?” ask Mother again.
“Ngerti mother, if you want to plant bean sprouts yes in a bright place,” replied Ine plain.
Mother Laughing at Ine's explanation, it turns out Ine has not fully understood.
“Begini, for example Ine as green beans that have not germinated.” bright mother cut off.
“Enak aja Ine spelled green beans,” protest Ine again. Mother widened her eyes, hinting Ine to listen without saying much.
“Judge the sunlight is Ine's problems, if Ine never faced problems, then Ine can be a weak, fragile figure, fragile, and it breaks easily like a bean sprout placed in a dark place. From those problems, Ine can learn, so that it becomes strong, contained, not easily broken.” Clearly Mother at length. Ine mangosteen.
“So if you want to be strong we have to have a lot of problems huh Mommy?”
“Yes does not have to, but at least from one problem we can learn not to repeat the same mistakes. By solving one problem, we can prevent the arrival of other problems.” Answer Mother again.
“Ine knows, so we have to use the energy of the problem so that it can be strong like a bean sprout that uses the energy of the mahari right Mommy?” tanya Ine enthusiastically. Mother smiled at Ine's statement.
“From your problems yesterday, you have to get rid of the habit of putting off work, and get used to making a schedule before doing something. The term is “Life Map”, live map. We can estimate goals, risks and ways to be maximum in doing something.” Bright Mother again.
“And one more, it is time for you to be free, do not want to be colonized by lust. Like having stopped by Zero when going to tutoring,” Mother smiled mischievously while glancing at Ine.
Ine.
“Iya my dear Mother, Ine promise. Thanks yes,” said Ine while hugging Mother.
In the end, sprouts planted in light places will also experience a normal increase in height, but over time, sprouts placed in dark places will experience etiolation, the term for a bean sprout that is not normal growth and withers faster.
They are more organized and disciplined. Making the once loyal demons cheer every time he succeeds in teasing her, Ine no longer wants to be friendly with them. All cannot be separated from his will to fight something in himself, namely lust, so that it will automatically keep him away from the demons of the bully. Come, as leaders and people to ourselves, turn our bodies and minds against our passions. Free yourself!
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