Girl On Garden Bench
4. Him
“Hey, you! Why stand there, want to lazily you?” shouted the guard
Dana woke up from her daydream, “Eh, anu. No, sir. That's no girl. I mean the student sitting there, sir.”
“What do you mean? Stalling you? Back work there!”
“Ta, but there's a girl sitting there sir.”
The guard reached out to Dana's ear. “Do not many reasons, work is still a lot” Guard herded Funds back to work.
***
In the cafeteria during the alternation of lesson hours break.
“Bro, where to. Hours of study, not in?” Ask Hafsah to his friend who was eating seblak.
“My rodi work, cleanin page, because late.” Answer Dana.
“Well, how can you be late? Tumben.” Ask Rafa Back.
“Well you can, because you on nahan I ampe at two in the morning. Murdered abis-out me ama brother, so it is not builtin.” Complaints Dana
“Lebay really big brother lu, so doang berated.” Reply Gani.
“Udah ah, I don't want to discuss. Uh, what was that repeat? It's hard, isn't it?” Ask Dana
“Ngak be a repeat. Cibatalin, it will be retreated” replied Hafsah.
“Well, how can you? Then our first class dong. Ow hell! though want to ask about ama answers.” Grumpy Gani.
“There were two people who did not enter the class this morning, Dana amaa..bisalah”.
“Then you skip it, Fa. Let's get back in.” Take Gani.
“The case is different, cok. This is not present privilege. Ordinary people like us, want to enter isekai too, repeat mah remain the way.” Obviously Rafa.
“Apaan the hell you on!. I enter the pure path, there are steps. Ampe gray I learned to come in here. Privilege from where to try.” Ketus Fund.
“Ntar you know what it is.” Hafsah Sahut.
“Lah, this guy even play reverse.” Ketus Gani while pelting Hafsah with his old tissue, then walking after Rafa leaving them both.
***
Thousands of sheets of paper and piles of documents were scattered in a small room measuring five by five square meters, but still spacious as a workplace for four people. Various motos are neatly attached to the wall accompanied by calendars decorated by upcoming agendas. A middle-aged woman in a neat work uniform entered the room.
“Bu Afsheen call me?”
“Sorry if interrupt Mom's break time, please sit.” The woman sat in the chair in front of Afsheen. “I called Mom here, because I wanted to ask, how are things in the class that I taught you in the first hour?”
The woman smiled faintly, as she picked up the tea and sipped slowly. “Sorry, if I ask back, did Ms Afsheen really ask about how things were going in my class, or how she was doing?”
“Means Mother?”
“I've noticed Ms. Afsheen. It has been almost a week Ms. Afhseen called all the teachers who taught in the class, asking about the same thing as the one before.”
“It is not natural for a vice principal to ask the teacher about the situation in the class he teaches. This is one of our ways to evaluate the school and make it better.” Ketus Afsheen's.
“It is natural for a representative, but what I do is not for school. Sorry if for example I was presumptuous, things that Mother did but for personal interests.” The two women were silent for a moment.
“If mom wants answers, just ask clearly. We teachers will answer. Honestly, it's not just the mother who's watching the child. All of us, school residents here, also noticed the boy.” Said the woman calmly.
“But the thing that Bu Afsheen did started to become clear, until the other kids started to notice it. What if they think, we start giving more attention to a student. This will certainly greatly affect the reputation of our school.”
Afsheen sighed. ”Alright, I'm sorry if for example I look stale in front of Mom. I was confused, three months went by and I saw how it came out during the midterms last semester. I know, all the citizens of this school also know, how the potential of the child. But you guys even ‘let him’ on the grounds of grief. For me, the suffering is enough for a hundred days”
“Bu Afsheen! You do have a higher position than me, but that does not mean it makes you to be presumptuous to older people. Remember who made you to sit in that chair now.” Say the woman out loud.
“Mother's right, without her I wouldn't be sitting here. But you also have to remember the memories she left behind. Because it's mom, she wouldn't like to see her memories being ignored. Even more with such great potential.”
The woman sighed, silent for a moment. “I will try as I can. Regarding the boy, he didn't follow my lesson hours where the replay should have been held. But Mother calm down, I will try my best so that the child is not left behind. If nothing else, I'll excuse you.”
The woman walked gracefully out leaving Afsheen sitting alone in the room.