
Every child has the right to education, be it public education or religious education.
And so do street children. They also have the right to education, both formal and non-formal. Even though formal education is still very difficult for street children.
In order to get a formal education, each parent must submit various documents. That is what becomes an obstacle for street children and abandoned children because in general they have absolutely no identity. Don't get birth certificates, parents rarely have them.
That is what makes me so happy and determined to help them. Although I can't help all the street kids, I can at least reduce the burden on some of them.
" Om, the car om aja who bring home to my house yes, Mona later nelfon Pak Hamid to pick up Mona" I said to my uncle after I arrived at my teaching place.
" Assalamualaikuuum allaa"
My greeting to all the children in the room.
The room I built on land I bought myself. This land and building I bought from my savings while in High School. I also invited Nisa and some other friends to teach here. And as for their salary, I leave it to my mom.
" Greetings from Monaaaaa" replied all the children and teachers who were there.
" Aduuh Mon, a very long time anyway.Where the hell ? " Nisa started nagging me.
I'm just smiling.
" Ordinary, will I serve first to the house of the mother who died on campus yesterday" I replied while sitting in a chair.
I circulated my gaze in all directions and I was absent from all my students even though his absence was only in the heart.
" Where's lia and opan?" Ask them when I can't find two of my students in the room.
" Lia's sick, brother." Answer them in unison.
" Innalillahi, yes later after finishing studying, we see Lia together ya..oh yes, if Opan how?"
" Open was coming here, but..." Andri answered but still hung his words.
" Why Ndri?" Ask again.
" So.he wanted to come here, but not allowed the same .om om that in him " ..Andry's answer is still hanging.
Makes me upset .
" That's Mon, that Opan's staying with the thugs.so he's not allowed to pay them the same salary." Erna, one of the teachers there.
" Innalillahi, where are they, let me meet them later?" I asked again.
They looked worried and simultaneously forbade me.
" No brother! " Tell them simultaneously.
" Mon, they're thugs and gank bikes too. Too dangerous for you, Mon" Timpal Rania.
" In sha Allah brother will be fine, anyway later after finishing studying, please anter brother yes.ayo, who knows the place of opan? Tell brother" I'm still determined to go to Opan's place. They finally gave up and took me.
" Ok, now we start learning first yes.this time we will discuss about the aurat, be it aurat women or men.
Ayoo...who knows what aurat is?" Enthusiastically, I began to teach.
The boy shook his head ..
I smile.
" Okay, now brother is clear..
The curt is the part of the body that should be covered and should not be seen. " I told them.
"If the male's Aurat, or the male body part that must be covered and should not be seen is from the navel to the knee..
Whereas if the woman is all her body except the face and palms..Well so we as women are obliged to cover our entire body except the face and palms.the way is yes to wear hijab and clothing such as wearing a robe and long skirt...
Is it understandable brother brother brother brother who is maniiis?" I explained at length.
" I'm sorry, Mona, we're not coming ... Lia was a thug son of his brother.his father Lia liked to drink and beat the brother.so we were afraid "Answer them.
" Did Lia like hitting people too? " I asked again.
" Not really, said his neighbor..Lia and her mother are often beaten, sis" they said.
I was closest to hearing their words.
" Innalillahi.then we look at him yes.later we all advise his father Lia so as not to hurt Lia and others again, itung we carry out amar ma'ruf nahyi mungkar ya.." ..
The children nodded their head in a nod to the sign that they understood the lesson I was discussing today.
After packing, I was accompanied by the children and the teachers rushed to Lia's house.
We walked down a small and narrow alley as we headed to Lia's parents' house.
In front of us is now visible
rented house measuring 4 by 7 meters.
" Let Brother Mona and Brother Erni first knock on the door yes.you wait here only" I told them to wait a while
Erni and I rushed into their yard and knocked on the door.
Tok tok ..Assalamualaikum says.
I knocked on their house. But there's no answer. Many times I knocked, but there was no answer at all.
Sayup I hear a moaning in there...
Tok tock..
I'm back knocking.
Aaaahkhc. Ah ah ah ah.. The screams of the man were getting clearer. His voice sounded not like the sound of people in pain, but Precisely.ahh Why am I so prejudiced like this, but.."
I keep asking questions in my heart.
" Mon, you hear me ?"
Erni whispers.
" Yes, like the sound of a male scream.but not in pain.Kaya scream what? " I answered in amazement.
Because of the long wait, I banged on the door.
Is.dug.dug..
After a long while, a voice came out wanting to open the door.
A middle-aged man came out from inside the contract with a messy look. His hair was random random, his sweat poured like a man who exhausted soy sauce.
" What's up? Why are you knocking on people's doors?" Shouted the man loudly.
It's really rude of this guy.
I bnar bnar annoyed at his making.but I still try to be polite.
" I'm sorry sir, I'm just looking for Lia, is Lia there sir? I'm Lia's teacher" I'm still trying to be polite.
But he snapped .
" There's no. There's no Lia..Go there..! " Snapping her makes me furious. Out of annoyance I turned my body and walked away. But before I stepped up, I heard another groan. This time it seemed like the sound of agonizing moans, and it was like the voice of a child. Don't don't it's Lia...
"Oh my God, what should I do now? Go or force in" ..I was confused myself.