My Killer Lecturer's
Parentas Observation

The day before departure to Parentas. Thank God, the things I sell are selling hard. That means, I don't have to ask my parents for money to stock up during the observation there.

"Tomorrow you guys gather at school at 7 o'clock. Remember, it should not be late and the condition of the body must be fit. Because we will walk approximately 5 km to the village of Parentas," said the student teacher.

"Aren't there any vehicles passing through that lane, sir?" ask the principal.

"There just happens to be no, sir. The road is quite steep and uphill. So no vehicle has been able to take such a path" replied the student teacher.

"Well kids, let's just say it's a challenge we have to overcome. Come on, everyone get excited!" shouted the headmaster.

"Yeahhhh!!" The children shouted as evidence if they had a big enough spirit to follow the Parentas observation.

After the father of the principal and student teachers gave various kinds of wojangan for the implementation of tomorrow, the school was finally dissolved. Today we were given a dispensation to prepare for the observation departure in Parentas village tomorrow.

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"How, Brother? Are all the items that will be brought already put in the backpack?" ask mama.

I'm nodding. "Here you go, Ma" I replied.

"What do you want to bring, brother? Let it be later, Mama Masakin for you?" ask mama again.

"No, Ma. I've brought cup noodles, really." I answered Mama's question again.

"Ish, cook the instant food. Where there is nutrition, sister" said Mama, protesting.

"No pa-pa, ma .. 'can be emergency. Heee," I replied, chuckling.

"You are this .. If you know, you must like ngeyel. Yes, you are, sleep! Tomorrow morning Mama wakes up you don't be late" said Mama.

I spread my body, and then Mama pulled the blanket up to my chest. A moment later, she stroked my hair and kissed my forehead. Ah, what an incredible warmth of affection from a mother.

After I closed my eyes, my mother came out of the room. Earlier, he had turned off the room lights so that I could sleep well. Honestly, my sleep would be disturbed if the lights were on.

Next day.

A gentle touch of cold hand touched my cheek. Instantly I blinked feeling a coldness piercing the skin of my face.

"Mama," I muttered.

The woman in her 40s smiled softly. "Wake, Brother. It's dawn, pray first, gih," orders mama.

I'm nodding. After my entire soul was gathered, I immediately went to the bathroom to clean myself up. A few minutes in the bathroom, I went out and got dressed. After that, I fulfilled my obligation to pray at dawn.

Time shows exactly 6 o'clock. I went to the dining room for breakfast. After a few minutes, I finally said goodbye to my parents.

"Be careful on the road, brother! Remember, don't separate from the entourage, and don't talk at will in someone else's area." My mother gave me advice before I left.

"Yes, Ma" I answered briefly. After that, I left with a backpack full of equipment that I would use for a week in the village.

Get off the angkot, I'm riding a rickshaw. Considering my backpack is so heavy. I also have to save energy for the trip later go to Parentas village with uphill track.

Arriving at school, I immediately joined the gang's friends. Unintentionally, my eyes locked onto the tall, sturdy figure standing side by side with Irma. I slightly frowned and began to wonder in my heart, who is he?

Slowly, I approached Tika and patted her shoulder.

I can only grin the horse. "Sori! My whisper. Uh, who's Irma talking to?" I asked while pointing at Irma with my eyes. My kepaku radar is starting to work.

Tika immediately glanced in the direction I pointed. "Oh, same Fatwa," replied Tika.

"What's? so you know him?" myrag. I was quite surprised to hear Tika's words. Honestly, I was surprised to find out if Tika also knew the man. Waitaminute! Does Pastri know him too? Or ... He's just like I don't know about that guy,

my inner.

"What the hell are you, Chi? How, that shocked cake?" ask Tika.

I rubbed my hood. "Hee, not pa-pa," I replied.

"Eh, does Lastri know him?" ask again.

"He who?" Tika asked back.

Uuh sebel, I said in my heart. I feel, maybe Tika is pranking me. I finally just kept quiet.

"Dee, why is he silent? Lastri knows a hello, Chi?" Tika repeated her question.

"Yes that guy," I said.

"Of course Kak Lastri also knew him. We had one class in 1st grade" replied Tika.

Well, that's really my guess. It means I'm the only one who doesn't know him. Heleh .. Where have I been all this time? Until I missed that little guy in my generation, I grumbled.

While being engrossed - fun to daydream, suddenly the sound of a long whistle blew my daydream.

"Are you ready, everyone?" The student teacher asked through a loudspeaker that he was always about to go everywhere.

"Ready, Sir!" The students answered.

Finally, under his command, we began to board the truck that had been provided. The journey begins when the time is right at number 7. In the spirit of 45, the students sang the yel-yel of our school's national anthem so that the atmosphere did not feel boring.

An hour later, the truck stopped right in front of the fork. We were told to go down by the student teacher.

"Let's get the kids down and line up!" tell that fierce teacher.

Even though we grumbled because we still felt tired. But looking at his face, we followed teacher herder's orders. We began to line up to wait for the next order from the student teacher.

"Alright children, I emphasize once again, there is no carelessness in making this trip. Remember, the road we take is about 5 km, so you must be able to maintain your stamina in order to get there. For those who feel tired, can rest for a while. But remember, it should always be in groups, and not for too long. Fear of arriving in the village. Do you understand?!"

"Ready! Understand, Sir!"

After getting our answers, finally the journey for observation to Parentas began. While walking in groups, we began to walk down the uphill road filled with rocks that are quite large. In kilometer 1, the journey was quite smooth. However, the longer, the more the road feels uphill. Entering kilometer 2, we started to feel exhausted and decided to rest.

As we were sitting on the side of the road, we suddenly passed by two different generations of women. The first woman was about 40 years old, while the second woman, we think, was over 60. I don't know why that woman caught our attention. In the end, the four of us followed the two women.

"Excuse me, Mom! Can we go with Mom?"

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