Juminten Charm
CHAPTER 9

School work has entered 2 weeks. The teacher room began to look empty, because all teachers were active to give lessons. Likewise, the students, the burden of the backpack carried began to feel heavy because it was full of package books and written books. One by one the task has greeted the students, both independent and group assignments.

The library is also active on Mondays to Friday. Seen as a flurry of students, start looking for references or assignments. Including 4 friends, started busy doing schoolwork.

"aaah.. Dizziness Jumi!" Shouted slowly Jumi. "Heran Jumi tuh teacher cooperation, dateng nerangin, love duty. Dateng, nerangin, love duty. It's mulu! Don't know what, the more paper we buy, the less the tree population!"

"Say tired, use a paper alibi!" farid.

"Try you guys check google number 6 there is no answer?" ask Mala.

"there's this book, Jum. Don't look at google." Reply Mala.

"Jude, let's write, hunt! I'm laper!" exclamation Resti.

They soon completed their schoolwork. Hungry stomach is not tolerated. Especially Mala, who incidentally became a shy girl in this novel. Enough to give a hard code of the sound of the stomach rumbling, has become a representative material for his hunger.

"Ciye the laper but the jaim." Temptation Juminten when hearing the voice of Mala's stomach.

"Ciye's masang speaker is active in the hapenya," said Resti.

"Ciye who tried to get hungry but failed." Farid also teases Mala.

Hearing the temptations of his friends, made Mala look down embarrassed.

"Not to be ashamed, it's normal. Come to the canteen." Take Juminten.

"Eat what, huh?" ask Farid. Because usually he is the courier of the 3 princesses.

"I am batagor. Spices 2 tablespoons of sambal 6 tablespoons of fried onion." Juminten's Message.

"Samely I also batagor." said Resti.

"Mala, my advice is that you have rice. All day you have not eaten rice," Saran Farid while looking at Mala who is confused choose the menu.

Mala nodded her head, "Yes, I'm the same choice Farid."

There are 2 dishes of batagor, 1 bowl of meatballs and 1 plate of mixed rice. They took themselves from the tray Farid had given them.

Clunting!

Clunting!

Drrt!

There was the sound of a cell phone simultaneously from their respective phones.

"Well, finally love blossoms together will continue session. Bambang wait neng later that afternoon baby." Shouted Juminten after reading the message from the members of the osis.

" Heleh, not only do you doang kali, I think also dapet!" resti.

" Moso? Ora percoyo!" juminten Cibir.

" No! " They were able to show evidence of a message from the osis to follow guidance. Then they laugh together.

"Yuk, continue eating first. Let there be no fainting scene in front of Bambang," asked Resti.

"I don't want to faint ah, I want to pretend to fall just continue later—"

"Dicekin Bambang! Haha.." Goda Farid's.

She just kept watching her best friend joke.

I'm sorry Juminten, I can't afford to tell you. I hope you don't hate me.

4 Friends begin to prepare for the room osis. Exactly at 3 pm the room is opened wide. The students who were members of the osis immediately entered the room to find a seat.

"Assalamualaikum, good afternoon everyone." The voice of the chairman of the isis started the opening of the event.

"Welcome to join us in 2022-2023. Welcome to the school organization that is ready to help any school activity event. As for the task—"

Juminten looked to the right front left behind looking for the figure of the prince who had not been seen as well.

"Juminten find what?" whisik Resti's.

"Bambang does not look like it. I miss the weight of the same judes when." whispered back Juminten to his best friend.

Resti also frowned looking for the target that Juminten was looking for.

"Hooh, Brother Bambang does not exist, " whispered Resti.

"Maybe there's some business outside. Udah, let's see the front again." take Mala.

The results of this afternoon's meeting informed about the LDKS event that must be attended by members of the osis in one of the villas owned by the school foundation.

"Okay, today's show is closed. See you at LDKS in 5 weeks. Hello osos organization!"

Juminten and other friends one by one out of the room osis.

As usual, Mala became the first person to run away from school. I don't want to be a target for her siblings.

Mala opened the fence of her house, the house she lived in during her sister's pregnancy and childbirth. The house bears silent witness to Mila and Mala's dismal journey to quit school for a while.

"Assalamualaikum, Mala's home!" mala.

"Waalaikumsalam, it's true sister's talk will definitely be a big afternoon. Fortunately, my sister was undurin. My sister left late." Mila welcomes the arrival of Mala.

"Bent brother!" yell Mala.

Mala pulled out a white paper leaflet from inside her bag.

"What's this?" Mila took a deep breath. "Sir, this is what you're afraid of. Please Mala, respect brother. Brother works a bone slam too for the sake of all. For your sake, for Radit's sake also to be able to pay Mbok. What is your job? Study, help Mbok take care of Radit."

Look Mila's breath up and down. Resisting emotions.

"I don't know, you also want to like other friends to play outside at will. But, please Mala understands the condition of the sister who gave birth without a husband!" Mila sobbed, and crumpled the white paper in her hand.

"Sister also wants another kayak, go home to school immediately sleep soundly and relaxed. But, my brother can't! Big sister, a single Mom who must be strong against everything, all the bad consequences of the school as well! I also want to go to school, not Mala! Mala, please understand the condition of brother! Please, Mala! Close your dreams to be like the others. We can't be Mala, we can't!"

Mala hugged Mila who was sobbing. They wept over the fate they both lived. Mbok who was bathing Radit ran throng-gopoh forward. Hugging the twins gives them strength to live out their days. Only Mbok knows how the story goes.

"Patience is not, everything will be beautiful in time. Let's not cry kasian Radit see mommy same mommy cry follow sad later." Mbok cheers on the twins.

Mila took her son from Mbok's hands, hugged him and kissed him all over his face.

"Mommy will be strong, son. For Radit's sake for Mama Mala. We'll be happy tomorrow, for sure!"

Mila smiled to see her 8-month-old son respond by playing her Mami hair with a smile and babble typical of small children.

Mila gives Radit back to Mbok to rearrange her makeup that looks reduced. Her job as a model makes her have to be professional in dress and also polish makeup.

"Mommy go first, baby. Don't be naughty with Mama, yeah. Mommy's home at 12pm as usual, son. " Mila kissed back her son's whole face.

"Be careful, non. Don't mind much not to drop." Mbok stroked Mila's shoulder, Mila nodded her head.

"Be careful, brother. Bring home a lot of money. Don't even go home to tell me you have a new guy." Mala said while hugging her sister.

"Sister isn't that jerk Mala, before the guy steps in a serious direction, you better step back first. Brother just make have fun aja, brother self-conscious with the status of brother. Brother himself is also not able to open his heart or heartbreak anymore." Mila hugged her sister back.

"I'm leaving assalamualaikum." said Mila.

"Getishalight."