My Killer Lecturer's
Observation Ends

The next day, the village doctor examined me.

"Alhamdulillah, now the condition is stable," he said.

"Alhamdulillah. Can I go home now?" my many.

The middle-aged doctor smiled. "Hmm, apparently you can't wait to get back together with your friends, huh? Of course, yes," replied the doctor.

Seeing my condition that had gradually recovered, the village doctor finally allowed me to go home. In picking up the four friends, I finally returned to Mr. Karyo's house.

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Arriving at Mr. Karyo's house, I saw him so happy to welcome my arrival. Even the couple made a special event for my recovery. I am so excited to see their love for us. We knew him and we were nobody.

"Come on, please sit down, Neng!" said Bu Karyo who helped me into the front room.

"Yes, be careful" he said again when he saw I was about to sit down.

Uuh, I'm like a sick person who has a broken bone. What he helped. I just have a stomachache, hehehe...

"Well, since his Neng Chi has come, now let's prepare the dish. So, Neng Tika, Neng Irma, help Mom to go to the kitchen to bring her food!" take Bu Karyo to my two friends.

I saw Irma and Tika nod. They then went to the kitchen to bring food to the front room. Shortly after, they returned.

Bu Karyo looks so happy to arrange the dish on the mat. Everyone sat around the food.

"Well, thank God, the food is ready. Sok or Cep Aji, led first oruh, to pray together," said Bu Karyo.

"It is not better for the Father." Out of great respect for the older people, Aji offers first to Pak Karyo.

"Please, Nak Aji is the leader," said Mr. Karyo.

"Alright then," replied Aji.

After getting permission from an older person, Aji finally started leading the do'a. All the best do'a we say as a form of gratitude. After we finished our prayers, we finally started eating the food for breakfast.

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After fully recovering, I began to re-enter the activities that had been programmed by the organizing committee. But, perhaps because we did not want it to happen again, the committee cut our time in this village. The time that we were supposed to pass for a week, was finally reduced to five days.

And today, is our last day in Parentas village. We regrouped in a field near the village. The closing ceremony of the activity began. Welcome for the sake of welcome, both from the village and from the school, one by one expressed. Until we finally arrived at the end of the event, which was the musyafahah.

Mr. village chief, with some village officials and representatives of the school as well as some of the people whose homes we live in, stood before us. After the aba-abaar began, accompanied by shalawat finally we shook hands to forgive each other if there is a wrong word, he said, words and actions that were either intentional or unintentional we did while in this village.

The show went so solemn. Without feeling it, tears began to drip down our cheeks. Even though it was only five days, but this village has given us a self-sustaining meaning.

After finishing the conversation, we began to go down the steep road to return home. Along the way we exchanged stories about each other's experiences living in the residents' homes. Smiles and laughter accompanied our steps, because we knew that we would soon be going home and letting go of the longing to our parents.

Halfway through, I felt exhausted again. Finally I asked Irma to accompany me to rest for a moment. We crossed a mosque. Irma and I turned towards the mosque.

On the veranda of the mosque, I let go of fatigue. Seeing our behavior, finally one by one the friends who passed in this mosque also turned to rest for a moment. Likewise with the group of IREMA children who in addition to resting, they will also perform dhuha prayers.

I looked back at the man. However, right now, his face was not as flat as when we first met. There was a faint smile that I saw as we looked at each other. Even though it was that thin, but my heart flowered to get a change in attitude.

As they passed in front of us, Bang Gaos did not forget to invite me and Irma to continue the journey.

"Come, Ma!" bring him.

Irma smiled. "Ready, Bang!" irma replied while saluting like she was respecting the flag.

"So yuk, Chi!" Irma asked me to continue my journey.

"Ma, can carry me, no!" my spoken.

"Eit bye .. sue, lo! You think you're light," replied Irma.

"But, I'm, 'be skinny, Ma!" sulokku.

"Thin' skinny, but lo's bones are padet. It's a heavy drop, a big one!" irma began to curse my silliness.

"Yes, that's it. The cave leaves ajar aja, wait for the person who wants to carry me," chirped me.

"The snore! You are really struggling for his life," grumbled Irma.

I just grinned the horse to hear the grunts of my rock buddy.

Suddenly, I saw Bang Gaos waving his hand. "Come, Chi!" bring Bang Gaos.

"Geeandong!" I whined at him.

Bang Gaos approached me. Unexpectedly unexpected, he even crouched his back to me.

"Come, ride!" said it.

"Seriously, Bang?" I just can't believe it.

"You think you'd squat like this if you weren't serious?" he said, glancing at me.

Actually I doubt. But my feet really can't be compromised. Moreover, the left leg that had sprained a few days ago.

"Cock even dumb. Wanna, right? Buruan, before the expiry period," joked Bang Gaos.

It is not good to refuse sustenance. Rather than me having to drag my left leg, I finally got up and started dropping on Bang Gaos's back.

A moment later, Bang Gaos stood up and began to swing his steps.

"No weight, Bang?" I asked as I wrapped my hands around Bang Gaos' neck.

"Weigh more a sack of rice contains 25 kg than you, ' joked Bang Gaos.

"Hahaha, you can. But seriously Bang, heavy isn't it? If it's heavy, it's already, Chi down," I said

"Don't you see that your leg is swollen? Want to get worse and can't go to school?" Bang Gais' chin motion pointed at my left foot

I glanced at my feet. It is true what Bang Gaos said. My feet are swollen and flushed. It just feels pulsating and limp.

In the end, along the way, Bang Gaos carried me. Occasionally Bang Gaos stopped to unwind. I've been trying to get him down. However, her affection as a sister, refused my request.

Without me realizing it, I had hurt the feelings of the few who were watching us.

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