My Killer Lecturer's
Rise Back

"Why Brother? From aunty look, you're just daydreaming here. You have a problem with your mom?" ask Bi Enci.

I was shocked to hear Bi Enci's question that suddenly stood beside me. "Eh, Bi Enci. I'm sorry, you didn't see Aunt coming" I said, glancing at her.

"Of course you don't see, the person from earlier Aunty noticed, Brother just bengooong aja. Why, anyway? Any problem? If you have a problem, you can tell Auntie. Who knows Auntie can help you" said Bi Enci stroking my long hair.

Our eyes met each other. I started crying, and hugged Bi Enci. With full of gentleness, Bi Enci rubbed my hair, trying to calm down.

"Patience, Brother. Auntie does not know what kind of problems are happening to you at this time. But, you must also believe that God will not give trials beyond the limits of the ability of His people. Despite the weight of the problems that you are facing, God must provide the best solution for you. Isn't what God created always in pairs?" bi Enci.

Yep! What Bi Enci said was indeed true. Whatever in the world, you always have a partner. There are men there are women. There's no day there's night. There is heaven there is earth. Even with a problem. There is a problem, of course there is a solution. We are only willing to seek that solution.

"Is Brother willing?" I parsed a hug and looked at Bi Enci's shady eyes.

"Of course you can. Asal Kakar continues to strive to find a solution. And, one of his efforts, Brother can also discuss the problem with someone who is trustworthy, so that Brother can together find the best solution," said Bi Enci again.

Silent. That was all that was capable of being created after Bi Enci spoke. Honestly, I'm not ready to tell you what's going on in my life. To experience rejection in public, this is a shame. And I always thought it was my disgrace. I don't know what's wrong with my race. So that he must wilt before flowering.

"Yes, if you don't want to talk, Auntie won't force you. But there is one thing you should know. The exam is given when we will have a class increase. So too with the test of God. Believe me, when you are able to pass the test that God gave to you, you will get the sweetness of success. Exams are given to increase our level. Whether it's in God's eyes, or society."

Oh my God .. it was so pervasive per broken word that Bi Enci uttered. What he said, everything was exactly the same as what my mother always said when I complained about the problems that greeted my life. But for men's business and taste, really my tongue is too funny to share the story with mama.

"Sorry, Bi. Maybe next time you tell Auntie. Right now, Brother is not ready, Bi," I said.

Auntie back gently stroked my hair. "Yes, it's okay. Auntie won't force you. Oh yeah, do you want to come to the market tomorrow?" ask Bi Enci.

Bi Enci is a fruit trader in a market not far from home. When I was a kid, every chess holiday, I loved being invited by Bi Enci to go to the market. Holidays at grandma's place, which is now Bi Enci's home, is the one opportunity I look forward to in my life. Because, in the place of grandma, the atmosphere is still very beautiful and fresh. Still shady by large trees and rice fields like a green carpet that in the next few months will turn yellow.

About 1 km from the grandmother's house, there is a traditional market. The place was not very large, but the market was very crowded. Almost every day, the market is visited by local people who are very booming.

"God willing Brother is coming, Bi. It's been a long time since you went to the market" I replied.

"Yes, Auntie's out for a bit. There's something I have to take care of at the twins' school" Bi Enci said.

I'm nodding. After Bi Enci left, I looked back at the expanse of rice fields in front of me.

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For days I did the same thing. Until I finally realized that I couldn't keep hiding from my own problems. "The problem is not to be avoided, brother. We just have to face it to finish quickly." It was papa's talk when he called to ask me.

Although we were separated and rarely met because he worked outside the city, but the inner bond between us was very strong.

"Pity mom you have to do all the housework alone. Your sister is too small. She needs her brother's protection when she's not home. Please don't be so selfish, okay? Especially for matters of the heart. Papa believes, Big Brother can definitely keep Papa's trust in Brother."

Astaghfirullahaladzim .. once again I was slapped by my father's words. Yep! It would be foolish if I became weak just because of the affairs of feeling. I'm the eldest child, I deserve to be a role model for my sister and a helper for mama. I can't let selfishness persistently lodge in my heart. It was enough for me to be a fool for being too deifying.

After living for five days at my aunt's house, I finally decided to go home. I was determined to erase that taste. No matter what happens, I must rise again to become an old Resttyani Octora. If necessary, be better than ever.

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My mother smiled at my arrival. "Alhamdulillah, Son. You finally came home too" he said

I ran towards my mother and hugged the woman.

"I'm sorry, Brother. Forgive Brother who has been selfish to leave the obligation of Brother at home just because he wants to avoid problems" I said while sobbing in my mother's arms.

Mama loosened her arms after hearing my cries begin to subside. "It's okay, Brother. Everything takes time. Being an adult also requires a process" said my mother was so wise.

"Yes, Ma. Forgive Brother."

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The next day, I went back to school. With determination and a new spirit, I began to climb the corridor. The sneers of High School 1 students still sound so clear. It seems, that's been trending topic this time about my disappearance for the past five days. But I kept trying not to heed their innuendo. My focus is only one, back to being the person I was. Even if you can, it should be better than before.

Brugh!

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