OUR EARTH
CHAPTER 20 "Si Samsul Potek Ati and the Coming of Brother Onel"

The next day in a rather overcast Purwokerto. Budi and I are back as before. But for now I have to go to Budi. Yes, you know that Onel was gone because of the accident.

The weather today is not so supportive. Dark clouds began to cloud the white clouds. I also told Budi to quickly leave before the rain flushed us both later.

"Bud hayu wis mendung mbok kudanen (Bud, let's be cloudy afraid of rain)," tell me to him.

"Iya Lam gian gian (iya Lam cepet cepet cepet)," he said immediately ran up the bike.

"Wis Lam" the Budi instructed me.

"Wis Bud," I said from behind.

"Depart.". "the Budi then runs the motor and drove to the campus.

We and the rain came together. I arrived at the rainy campus also arrived at the hemisphere of Purwokerto. We both immediately ran to class so as not to get wet. But al results we both stay wet even a little. Early in the morning the rain makes people lazy.Maybe almost everyone thinks like that. But not with me and Budi even if the rain comes, it will not be able to block the spirit of learning both of us. Learning is our first key. No matter how wet this body is as long as the lesson is not left behind. That's how we both thought.

When Budi and I passed through the back of the campus, the sewers overflowed. The back of the campus was flooded by water from the sewers. Fortunately, only a small flood does not overflow into the campus. I don't know what caused the sewer water to overflow like that. The first thought that comes to mind is rubbish. If not junk, try it. Apparently, there are still campus residents who litter carelessly huh.

The FMIPA class.

Me and Budi have arrived at the class. We were both greeted by other friends. The three of them were very happy to see me and Budi got along.

"Wih endie Alam karo Budi back in a maning, it's good at sawang (wih finally Alam Sama Budi get along again, it's good if you look at it)," frank said it was nice to see the two of us together.

"Yes Alhamdulillah, I am in destiny na kancaan karo si Budi (iya Alhamdulillah, I am destined to be friends with the Budi)," I said, "yoh Bud." connect me while raising an eyebrow towards Budi.

"Cek ...," decak him while forming a gun in the hand. Then we both tos together.

"Yeah" I said with Budi after the clapping.

"The time of Budi tok sing in tosi kita ora (the time of just Budi only in our lotion is not)," protested the Frank.

"Yes yes hayu hayu tos together (yes yes let's tos the same)," I said.

The five of us went together. Not far from our side, Domu and Made were chatting in the absence of the Samsul. I don't know where he went.

"You're sorry the boss got his father's score" said the Made.

"Yes, how can this boss run amok in the middle of the road last night" he continued while thinking.

Where I accidentally set my eyes on the two of them. Then I asked my friends about it.

"Heh the Samsul meng ngendi yah? Tumben henchmen and sing ketone (heh the Samsul where? Tumben his henchmen alone are visible)," I said inquiring.

"Why ko goleti Lam, not a rare Samsung dadi ayem (why do you nyariin Lam, not no Samsung so calm)," said the Budi.

"I'm kur (only) curious tok (only) tumben loh," I deny.

"Sit I don't give a damn about rong kucrut kae (and then I'll call the two kurut)," said the Frank.

Frank then called them both, "Made Domu, here for a minute."

Domu and Made who felt himself being called, instantly looked at each other exchanging thoughts. After quite a long time of exchanging thoughts, the two of them finally moved towards the five of us.

"What's wrong? Why are you calling us?" ask the Made.

"Where are you going, boss?" pinta the Frank turned around.

"My boss is on the score" replied the Made directly.

"Hush Made why are you saying!" scold Domu to him.

"You will be asked yes and answer" he argued.

"Oh." Domu patted his forehead. He was surprised by the Made who always slipped and spoke.

"Your boss's on the suspension?? Priwe ceritane (how's the story)?" I was surprised and asked.

Si Made looks confused want to answer and what story does not. He even glanced at Domu to give permission. But Domu even glared back at him.

"Here's the story of bae (only) do not be afraid of the Samsul," told the Frank on the two henchmen Samsul.

"Well but the boss said don't tell me we'll be hanging again." Domu and Made seem reluctant to tell stories because they are afraid of their boss.

"Ora will be Samsung ra nana (not Samsung will be there)," said Budi.

"Ok is it...?" they both started telling stories.

Back flash.

Yesterday night exactly at 22:00 Indonesia Purwokerto time. Samsul and his two henchmen were gathering at the store's headquarters near Prapatan. The three of them were smoking with a pair of bottles drinking hard types of ciu. Especially the Samsul whose heart is being destroyed because of broken.

"Boss don't drink anymore you've already run it" said Domu. He tried to stop his drunk boss.

"Well you're noisy, Domu I'm still conscious" he denied, and then downed his drink. "Glegek glegek."

"Hayo the Boss forget that the Emely is looking for a new one" told Made to him.

"Hush Made," Domu next to him immediately told himself to be quiet.

"That's right," he said.

"You two can be quiet. Remember I just love Emely!" angry Samsul at them.

Did not feel the clock has shown at 00.00 WIB. The time when the police patrol around the Purwokerto area. Mr. Bambang, one of the police officers who had sentenced Samsul, also joined.

"Good night, sweetie!" greet Pak Bambang.

"Weh there is a Police Officer" said the Made as he moved.

"Night Sir!" domu and Made returned his greeting while looking down.

"What are the three of you doing here?" tanyakanya.

"Why not sir we are just a regular gathering," replied the Made.

"That's a bottle of ciu its contents," he guessed.

"Hehe yes sir but we both only downed him once" said Domu, scratching his head.

"That's behind your friends?" tanyanya.

"Yes sir" they replied.

"Try calling here" he said.

Domu and Made went to call Samsul while Mr. Bambang checked the other items. Samsul painstakingly managed to stand up and brought by his two minions approached Bambang sir.

"Geez you are not his son, Mr. Samsudin." Mr. Bambang was surprised to find out that the child was Samsul.

"Hehe yes Father who ha? Ah I know father...? Police at that time.... Mr. Bangbang Tut. Hello Mr. Bangbang Tut," said the Samsul digressing while greeting. He stood staggering as if he were in the wind.

"Talk right, you are stoned for sure," asked Mr. Bambang while guessing.

"Pak Bangbang Tut.. I am sad I live in my girlfriend," he whined directly while hugging Mr. Bambang. He was surprised by Samsul's sudden reaction. He also tried to let go of his embrace.

"Heh Samsul let go of father. Mr. this is not an electric pole that is your back," he asked as he continued to try to release the handle of the Samsul.

$Heh you guys are silent, quickly help your friend here," tell Domu and Made.

"Good sir, ' said the two of them immediately ran to release the Samsul.

"Sul let go of Mr. Police" said Domu.

"Yes the boss of freelin" said the Made too.

"Aaahh you are noisy," he said while removing the two of them.

With great difficulty, Samsul finally let go of his grip. Mr. Bambang then told him to stand up straight. But the Samsul even shrewd, he could not stand firmly.

"Stand up right can not, "make Mr. Bambang loud.

"Alright Mr. Bangbang Tut," said the Samsul who was still staggering.

"Try now memorize Pancasila I want to test your consciousness," he said firmly.

Eh the Samsul even mengur flexing while shaking his body. Samsul's body feels unbalanced because every stand straight, he must be shrewd.

"Quick memorize!" tell Mr. Bambang again firmly.

Samsul began to memorize. But just said the word Pancasila himself was wrong and so on always wrong. He even changed the word Pancasila and its contents with the origin of even Pak Bambang to the edge of his own eel.

"Pancacinta," memorized the original Samsul word.

"Lho... The pancasila!" said justify. "What is love?" ask him while shaking.

"Pancasila. 1 is only Emely I like." the Samsul continued his memorization.

The Domu and Made who saw him so they laughed to hear his boss who was mis-membered.

"Why Emely?" thought Mr. Bambang upset while patting his eel.

"His girlfriend, sir, uh, her ex" said Domu slightly laughing.

"What a fact!" Mr. Bambang again told the Samsul to be serious.

"2 My happiness is only for him" continued the Samsul.

"More ngayag (not clear) nih boy," thought Mr. Bambang while shaking his head and ruffled his waist.

"Try you Pancasila who's really both." tell Domu and Made.

Domu and Made also said, loudly and firmly they finally escaped punishment. Yes, it is that they both only one sip of ciu can still be conscious.emang the Samsul who spent 10 bottles ciu all.

"It's good that you escaped punishment. You can go home now" he said, then told the two of them to go home.

"What am I, sir? he-he-he." asked Samsul while laughing.

"You come to the office. Wait for your father to pick you up," he said.

Flash of.

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"We both have a hard time handling it" Made said after telling a story.

"Yes until the police officer comes, too" said Domu.

"Well why the Samsung nginum ciu, clearly haram Samsung is Islam," thought the Budi astonished.

"Open bud islam? Islam setugel (Islam what bud? Half Islam)," said the Frank.

"The boss in the breakup with Emely said," the Made told us.

"Hwa-ha-hay potek ati tengan (hwa-ha-hay heartbroken as it turns out)." the laughter of the Frank roll out.

"What was your boss' fate yesterday?" manya curious.

"Hualah past ne (very old) poor Samsung wakakay," thought Budi with a laugh.

The five of us laughed at the story of Domo and Made. But I was kind of sorry for the Samsul who was suspended for frustration at breaking up Emely.

While at Samsul's house. He looks a little messy in his room. Yes he was also in the same brackets Mr. Samsudin as punishment for his actions. Mr. Samsudin was embarrassed because he was always called by Mr. Bambang, his acquaintance to pick him up. Mr. Bambang even continues to advise Mr. Samsudin to take good care of his son. He was also angry at Samsul because it turns out his son like that because he broke up his girlfriend.

"Emely is actually who has captured your heart" he thought curiously.

"I am still in love with you" he said.

"Huh who dares to corner me," he said annoyed.

"Just look!" threaten him while punching the bolster in front of him.

The Samsul continued to speak for himself thinking of the man who had taken the heart of the Emely from him.

Return to the five of us who have now gathered to discuss. Discussion this time about liquid waste and how to process it.

The following is the material that Bang Kris delivered to us all :

Liquid wastes are waste liquids that come from households, trades, offices, etc, industry and other public places that usually contain ingredients or substances that can endanger human health or life and interfere with environmental sustainability. Liquid waste consists of organic and inorganic chemicals with certain concentrations and quantities, waste can have a negative impact on the environment, especially for human health, so it needs to be handled against waste.

After we all knew what liquid waste was, Bang Kris went on to explain the liquid waste indicator based on its physical character. Such indicators are solids, turbidity, odor, and temperature.

Based on the Regulation of the Minister of Environment Number 68 of 2016 on Domestic Waste Quality Raw, there are several physical and chemical parameters in wastewater, namely: pH (acidity level); Biochemical Oxygen Demand (BOD); Chemical Oxygen Demand (COD); Dissolved Oxygen (DO); TSS; TDS; Oils and Fats; Ammonia; and Temperature.

"For so far there is something to ask?" ask Bang Kris to all of us.

"Bang Kris I want to know how the correct treatment of liquid waste so as not to pollute the environment?' I asked while raising my hand.

"All right," he said. Then Bang Kris began to continue his explanation.

"Waste treatment itself is an effort to reduce or stabilize polluting substances so that when discarded do not endanger the environment and health. The main purpose of wastewater treatment is to reduce the content of contaminants, especially organic compounds, suspended solids, pathogenic microbes, and organic compounds that cannot be broken down by natural microorganisms. the correct treatment of liquid waste is through the process first before the waste is released into the river," he explained at length.

"Oh so Bang Kris, thanks for the explanation." I said while nodding in understanding.

"Together Lam," she replied.

"All right up here is an explanation this time we continue in the next meeting." Bang Kris ended his discussion today.

"Good Bang," cried all of us.

Bang Kris has finished his discussion today. Oh yes if you want to know more about the term, you can ask it all on our Mbah google yes. Because if it is explained it will be very long this episode later.

Five of us are out of the room. Suddenly I was called by Emely. He called me after coming out of the SME room.

"Nature..," he called.

I looked up at Emely who was not far behind me.

"You can talk for a minute" said Emely.

"Will I be in Emely (my friends are called Emely for a moment)," my permission to others. I decided to give permission to my friends because I was afraid they would misunderstand me again.

"Yes wis nganah (yes already there)," said the Frank allows.

"Yes lunga bae, I enteni ko ning parking (yes just go, I wait for you in the parking lot)," said the Budi.

"Yes wis suwun Bud lan liyane, I say sit (yes already thanks Bud and others, I say goodbye first)," I said then say goodbye to others.

I then went to follow Emely. We both stopped at the back shed. The place where Emely and Samsul broke up.

"Emely what's wrong?" my many.

"NAMELY I LIKE YOU," he said directly to my surprise.

"What??" I was surprised by his confession. "But I'm sorry Mely I don't want to date yet I want to focus on learning and protecting this Earth first" I refused after that.

"Oh so," said the disappointed Emely.

"I'm sorry Mely" I said."Then I'm lunga sit," I said after that.

I left Emely alone there. After my departure, Emely was very upset and disappointed to have been rejected by me.

"Sial the Nature rejected me" said the Emely annoyed.

"Tau like this I will not break up with Samsul," he said again. He felt sorry for deciding on Samsul.

"Huh I want to go back to Samsul but prestige" thought the Emely. "Au ah," he said and left the area.

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At 4 pm I and Budi have arrived at Kos-Kosan Cempaka. I got off the bike Budi, while Budi parked his bike in front of the house. Then suddenly the Budi asked me because he saw someone standing in front of my room.

"Lam kae saya ya sing ngayer ngayer ngayer ngarep your room (Lam who is standing right in front of your room)?" he asked while glancing towards my room.

"Mbuh Bud but perawaka ne kayong ra foreign (no Bud but his stature is not foreign)," I replied while watching the body of the man.

"It is my Father Bud" I said after realizing that it was my Father.

"Your father" he said surprised, "set set I melupa (wait wait for me to say hello)," he said while taking the keys of the motorbike.

We both came to someone standing in front of my room. He is none other than my father.

"Mr.." call me.

Someone looked up, "My son is coming back too (my son is finally home too)," he said happily.

"Yes Pak ana what tumben mengrene (yes sir what is the tumben here)?" my many.

"Kiye I'm at your mother's prentah kon jujug your new bike. Jere Your mother is a bodol bike (this is me telling your mother to send you a new bike. Your mother said your bike was broken), "he answered.

"Alah pit ayar ku kiye, kesuwun ya meng Mommy (that's my new bike, thanks to Mom)," I said happy while checking my new bike section.

"Deneng meng Ibu tok meng mr. Mbok iki tuku nganggo duwite pak (kok to Mom only to pak enggak. This is the one who bought the money, father)," he protested.

"Yes yes my father is the best," I said while muttering.

"Lam iki your father what?" tanya Budi who had been watching the two of us. He asked to be sure.

I nodded to answer his guess.

"Kuwe said Lam (who is Lam)?" ask my father to me.

"Batir (friend) I sir," I replied while embracing the Budi.

"I Budi, kanca ne Alam. Jenengku Budi Utomo (i Budi, the theme of Nature. My name is Budi Utomo)," said Budi introduced himself while greeting my Father.

"Ooh boy Jibarang sing ko story ya Lam (ooh son of Ajibarang that you tell ya Lam)," guessed my father while glancing at me when greeting Budi.

"Yes sir" I replied.

"Name ne apik Budi Utomo, Budi pekerti sing main ya (names are good Budi Utomo, Budi pekerti main ya)," praise my Father to him.

"Hehe Bapake Alam can be ae," said the embarrassed Budi while scratching his head softly.

Yes that is how my Father. My father is named Waluyo Setiawan.Waluyo means safe and loyal to friends. His stature is manly so I am handsome and handsome too. My father's job every day is fishing and working on the rice fields owned by my grandmother.

"Sir Ma ra melu (Sir Mother did not participate)," my protest suddenly.

"Ora Your mother again there gawean ning village hall (not your mother again there are activities in Village Hall)," he replied. Yes, my mother is also one of the active people in my village.

"Oh my father gawa pit ku piwe (oh my father take my bike how)?" ask again.

"Ko ra weruh pick up truck mejjer ning ngarep (you do not see the pick up truck parked in front)," replied my father while pointing at the car parked in front of the door Kos-Kosan.

"Ah kayane white pick truck lam sing ning ngarep miki (ah maybe Lam's white pick up truck in front)," guessed the Budi.

"Yes bener Bud, I chose the truck e kang Badri (yes right Bud, I minjem the truck kang Badri)," my father confirmed.

"Oh rich kuwe. Yes wis hayu mlebu sir (oh so. Yes, let's go in sir)," I bargained with you.

"Ra naga Lam wis sep. Mr. ana fishing competition (not need Lam dah afternoon. You have a fishing race)," refused my father. And one more my father is a true winner of the fishing race.

"Ning (in) Embung?" many guessed. Embung is the name of the fishing place in my village.

"Udu but ning Suspension Bridge of Ajibarang (not but on the Suspension Bridge of Ajibarang)," he replied. "Yah hp ne pak nggo ko, jere hp mu ilang also (yah hp belongs to the father for you, he said your cellphone is missing too). My father gave me his HP. Yes, because as long as my phone is gone, I always give news by borrowing hp belonging to Ms. Las.

"Well, Father kepriwe (how)?" manyworry. I hesitated to accept my Father's gift.

"The father of Nokia. Bapak tah wong tua kur need nggo call karo SMS iki, ra kaya cah enom sing akeh task (father still has hp Nokia. You know parents only need to make the same call SMS, not rich young people who do a lot of tasks)," he replied.

Oh. yes suwun temen sir (oh. yes thank you very much sir), I said very grateful to my father.

"Yes, sir," he said. Me and Budi then regret it.

"Yes sir ati-ati" I said after kissing his hand.

My father who had walked away suddenly came back again. Apparently something was left behind.

"Eh Lam kuwi ning stang pit ana kresek, isine wajik kletik nggo ko sekang mama (eh Lam it's on the bike handlebar there is plastic, it contains plastic plastic wax for you from the mother)," he said.

"Allah kesuwun sir, wis bothered (thank you sir, did bother)," I said back.

After my father's departure I saw my new bike. It was black red and very cool. I also thought about giving him a name. Onal ya it suits him.Yes because Onel is gone, then if his brother came.

"Lam kowe jenengi pit your ONAL (Lam you name your bike ONAL?)" tanyanya surprised. The Budi became even more astonished by my strange behavior.

"Why did he? Kan siki Onel wis in the grave ngarep home wis in kurungi tarpaulin (yes continue why? Kan now Onel was in the front grave of the house and wrapped in tarp)," I answered while pointing to Onel who was covered with tarp.

"Yes golet jeneng sing slick anyway. Rich me yes jenengi pit me Rider, cool rich racer (yes look for a good name. Like I yes name my bike Rider, cool rich racer)," said the proud Budi.

"Endi the Rider? Onal rep acquaintance jrene (where's Rider? Onal wants acquaintance he said)," I said.

"Sit (wait)," he said.

A few minutes the Budi came back with the reader on his bike.

"Kiye Lam, hayu karo acquaintance Rider Nal (this is Lam, let's meet Rider Nal)," said the Budi.

I then played my bike handlebars as if my bike was talking.

"Halo reader greetings to know me Onal ne Onel's successor," I said.

"Greetings Onal moga we dadi kanca apik ya (salam know Onal, may we be good friends yes)," reply the same Budi moved his bike like me.

We continued like that until some people passed by and looked at our behavior. Those who passed by shook their heads in wonder at us. Some of them even thought we were crazy.

"Basic jerky (crazy) lack of work," said someone passing by in a jiggle.

After hearing that word we laughed together until our stomachs both hurt.

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