My coach
Episode 127's

Risda went back into the cafeteria to buy a drink that had been spilled by her classmate. Actually he was so hurt when he heard the words of his friend, but he chose to leave so as not to hear them for so long.

The pain in his heart was not contained anymore, so he immediately wiped away the tears that were about to drip on his cheeks. After buying it, he immediately rushed to go to a place rarely visited by his friends to heal his heartache alone.

"Pengen dies," said Risda lirih.

At that time, Risda really messed up. After the big problems that befell his family, make him lose everything. Family divorce was experienced by his family, the new school he had just entered, and he lost his friends and a place to joke around.

He was kept away from everything, even he entered the school whose students were very highly regarded position. Risda who was only a servant child was not considered at all by them, even himself as if only a burden to them.

"Ris, what are you doing here alone?" Asked a girl who arrived to approach Risda.

Hearing the words immediately made Risda wipe her tears violently, and try not to show her sadness. Risda was crouching in a corner of the classroom and was near a lush plant, so it would not be known by others.

"No papa" answered Risda afterwards.

"You why? Just tell me the same story" said the girl kneeling in front of Risda.

"Why do you care about me?"

"We're the same, Ris. You don't know my name yet, do you? My name is Rena I'm not the son of rich people like them, I'm just the son of a fried rice seller, either,"

Because Risda who just went to school at that school, made her not know her classmates too well. Especially since he first entered school, he had been ostracized by others, even he was also insulted by them because he was only the son of a maid.

"Why did you survive at this school?"

"At first I couldn't stand it either, they were too selfish. But after going up to 3rd class that time, they were never like it was possible because of the cape'an,"

After that introduction, Risda recognized Rena well. The two even became close friends even though they were not very familiar because Risda was too much silent than talking, because for Risda it is not good to talk a lot that is not useful.

*****

"Let's go jump rope, Ris. Join the others," Invite Rena when he sees his friends playing jumping rope.

Risda was hesitant to come to play with them, especially the boy had bullied her because it was only the son of a maid. Risda also refused to invite it, because he did not want to join the others.

Rena continues to force him to be able to get along with other friends, but Risda still does not want to despite being forced. Risda chose to sit far away while watching them play, can be felt what is currently experienced by Risda.

"No papa, Ris. There's me,"

"No, Na. I'll see you guys from here,"

"Are you really?"

"Yes. My legs also hurt, I can't jump" Lies Risda.

"Well, I'll play first,"

Rena immediately rushed to join her friend to play jumping rope, seeing it made Risda sad and remembered the time she attended school before. Risda used to be the same as the head of the gang in her school, because the many thoughts she bore at the age of a child made her become quiet and cry a lot.

The child of the victim of a family divorce, will look different from the child loved by his family. Maybe they will look naughty, not knowing the rules, even stubborn. They were like that due to the lack of upbringing from both of his parents, not even anyone cared about them.

"I want to go back to how I used to be" Guman Risda said as he watched his classmates laugh together.

Risda also wants to play with all of them, especially the game looks very exciting. But what power, because he was not considered to exist by his friends, even they seemed to be disgusted when they saw Risda.

A childhood that should be enjoyed happily, but Risda must enjoy it with full of wounds. This is very painful, at the age of a dozen years Risda was forced to think of adulthood before his time.

When her friends are busy with toys, Risda is busy with her tears. While they are all still considered by both parents, Risda must be independent before her time and do everything by herself without anyone accompanying her.

It feels very painful, where we are accustomed to the presence of both parents arrive they are separated and go somewhere. Do you know what Risda feels? And only broken home children can understand each other. Where a broken home child must struggle alone to understand the outside world, without guidance, without advice, without affection, without knowing wrong and right, and even though they are wrong no one justifies it.

Maybe the parents feel that they are hurt with their partner, and decide to separate because they are unable to continue the household. But do you realize? Who suffers the most? Who is most hurt? They are your own children.

Where children still need attention and affection, they must lose it all in an instant. Losing a comfortable home to her, left them nowhere to complain.

His world is broken, his affection is lost, his happiness is lost, and many choose to commit suicide. It felt as if this world would mean nothing, they just wanted to rest in peace without the burden of the mind that it bore.

If getting married is definitely a match, then why is there a divorce? Why should the child be your victim? Don't say as if we were broken home kids, you wouldn't be able to say that if you didn't feel it yourself.

(Author: I'm writing this, not to torture the people who are here. Maybe you'll blame me for the plot, a true story I can't change by myself. Just so you know, behind this all there is a swollen Author's eyes, the story is too slashing, if you really enter the story you will feel it )

*****

"Can I borrow the package book to do the job? I thought I had a problem" Risda asked one of her friends.

"So smart to do the job again. My book will get dirty with your hands" replied the friend.

"Poor at times, what is school for?"

"But I didn't ask, I just borrowed it for a while to write it" Risda said.

"We are not interested in minjemin, pinjem are just like everyone else,"

Risda just smiled wryly, already 10 children himself asked, but no one wanted to lend it. This time Rena does not go to school, and has an assignment for tomorrow morning.

Risda also does not know the house of Rena, because the two are also just familiar so they do not know each other's homes. Risda was right to be confused about doing the task, because none of them would lend the book for a while.

"Can you borrow the book?" Risda asked with a heart of fear the figure of the man in front of her did not want to lend it.

"This book is bought with a heavy price, dirty hands like yours do not deserve to hold it," the man said with a stab.

"If it's like that, I just write it and you open the book so I don't hold it,"

The man also drove out Risda, like driving away disgusting animals. Risda just lowered her head inside, she left the man's bench and went back to her own bankruptcy.

He immediately decayed in his lap, and covered his face there. Risda then cried without being noticed by others, he was very confused how to do the task, while others did not want to lend the book to him.

He really felt hurt, and hurt his heart. He was confused and also disappointed in what happened this time, how else he had to do his job.

After school, Risda walked while bowing her head deeply so that no one would know that she was crying. The distance of the school with the mother's employer's house is quite close, so it only requires walking.

Risda stopped when she was in front of the house, wiped her tears violently and tried to publish a smile. After feeling that his condition was fine, Risda then rushed into the house while showing a cheerful smile.

"Assalamualaikum," said Risda as he opened the door of the house.

"Mosurfestalam,"

Risda was so surprised when there were many people gathered in the house, and all of them immediately answered Risda's greetings simultaneously. It turned out that his mother's employer was gathering with his friends, so the house looked so crowded.

"Where's the school, Ris?" Ask someone who is the employer of his mother.

"Alhamdulillah, best friend of all, Tan. The school is very exciting," Lies Risda with a bright fluffy smile.

Her mother's employer was named Ifah, while Risda called her Aunt Ifah. Risda pretended to be happy in front of everyone, even she did not want to show her sad face in front of many people.

"Alhamdulillah, the better the day,"

"Yes Tan, if I go in first huh? Change clothes too,"

"Let's go. Don't forget to eat,"

"Yes Tan."

Ifah was a good person to Risda, even though she was a rich person but she never forgot Risda. What was given to his son, Risda also participated given by him, but his children were not at all imitating him.

Risda immediately rushed to enter the room provided for her and her mother, she immediately took a shower to change her clothes. While waiting for the ashar adhan, Risda used it to watch the television that was in her room.

"Clearly got the call" Guman Risda.

Lately Risda rarely do homework, the reason is because it does not have a book so the teachers still understand it. I don't know what else tomorrow will be, because his teacher asked him to borrow a book belonging to his friend.

If Risda does not do her job, then the teacher threatens to call her parents to the school office. She was confused about it, wanting to cry, but she did not want her crying to be seen by her mother.

Risda then focused on what she saw, while waiting for time to go to teach at a TPQ Shofia not far from the mansion. Even in that place he was unable to socialize with others, because he was afraid they were also like his friends who were in school.

*****

Risda sat quietly in her lap alone, the others sat alone with her friend while she sat alone with no one to sit with her. He felt afraid that he had not done his job at this time, while the others were done.

The doorbell read, they immediately pulled out the book of duty while Risda only issued the book of writing. Indeed, he went to school there for 3 weeks, but he did not have a new book because the school was slow.

"That's done, collect!" The teacher who just entered the classroom.

All the students got up from their seats together to gather the task, while Risda just sat quietly without getting up from her seat to collect the task. What is collected? While his job has not been done.

"Risda, don't you pee anymore?" Ask the teacher who keeps watching him.

"Lupa Ma'am," answered Risda crazily.

"How are you? Intentions of school anyway? Yesterday the reason does not have a book, the reason does not know what the task is, now the reason forgets, tomorrow again what reason? If you do not have a book, do you just borrow with your friends, is borrowing difficult? You are a new student here, should be more disciplined than others. How many times have you not done a task, will you call a parent?" Omel the teacher to Risda.

"Borrow it, Mom. But no one wants to lend it" answered Risda honestly.

"Lied, Mom! He does not borrow at all with us, we feel that there is nothing borrowed by him" cried one of the students.

"Yes Ma'am, when I asked him if he had done it or not, he replied that he did not care. Yes, we are silent" cried the others.

"Actually we want a minjemin too, ma'am. But the effect is like we're the ones who feel the labor he's, not the one who needs it,"

"We want to minjemin him a book, but he's not like us anyway,"

"Mom heard it for yourself, right? There's nothing he feels he's borrowing, the reason maybe he's,"

"But Ma'am..." Risda tries to defend herself, as she feels vilified in this.

"Shut up!" The teacher's jolt immediately cut off Risda's words.

They were all instantly silent without anyone speaking a word, including Risda who could only bow her head deeply. Risda did not like to be yelled at or people who spoke rudely to her, because it made it easy for her to shed tears.

Risda was unable to defend herself in front of the teacher, as the whole thing was cornered by her at this moment. Even Rena was not able to say the word at this time, because she did not enter school and also did not know about it clearly.

"Come out now, don't take my lessons at this time" said the teacher, expelling Risda from her class.

"Mom, give me a chance" Risda said.

"Have you not done the job I gave you? You asked for a chance, but didn't use it well. Out now or the parents call?"

"Sorry Mom,"

Risda lowered her head deeply, and then put her book back in her bag. After that he left the class, Risda sat in front of the class alone, without anyone accompanying him.

Risda sat down with her classroom door, trying to listen to the material being delivered. Although his thoughts were so many but Risda felt did not want to miss the lesson, even though his actions entered the right ear and out the left ear.

His mind went nowhere, making him unable to focus on his own life path. His report value suddenly dropped dramatically, even he could not think clearly at this time.