
The ticking from the clock was the only sound they could hear in a quiet classroom atmosphere. His short needle pointed to the number 3, it should be time to go home. Presumably, the clock had been broken to make the entire room become restless. The location of the MIPA 3 class that is in the farthest place from the gate, makes the minds of the students more curious. Is it time to go home, or is the last hour of study deliberately slowed down?
The Great Sir is still explaining the material ahead there. But it's already 15:40, 15 minutes late from their home schedule.
"As we know, of the many great men we call heroes, there are leaders who are in the spotlight of the world. We are proud to have Ir. Soekarno as our first president, Ki Hajar Dewantara who built Indonesian education, also Pak Habibie who is known as Mr. Crack." The Great Sir's explanation doesn't even seem to be coming to an end.
"Now, look at the present leaders of Indonesia. So different from our past leaders, why try?" Further.
"Well, how do you want the same?! Our times are different sir, once they fought real soldiers. Got a look, got a real gun. So it is easy to know that they are enemies of the state, is it now?! He said we are independent, have many resources that can even be said to be extraordinary. But until now it is still a developing country, it shows that the real enemy of Indonesia is in the soul of the nation itself. No look, that's why they think we're free. In fact we are still slaves to the world, corruption is everywhere, the poor are getting poorer, the rich are getting richer. That's the reality." Everyone turned to one person, making the Great Sir flattered to the point of being moved. It turns out that there are still teenagers like him, it's a sign that there is one who listens to his chatter all this time.
"Who's your name? Let me give you some extra value." Said Mr. Supreme. But the boy shook his head.
"My name ... Rayyan Chandra Arrega's. Students moved from Malang one semester ago. My father is Arnold, but not chef Arnold of Master Chef Indonesia." He said it was accompanied by a typical grin of a Rayyan.
"Bonus for you, you can go home first." The others glared, while Ray had already tidied up his writing tools. Put it in a bag, and get out of place.
"Sir, I also want to go home!"
"Yes sir, pity my chickens haven't been fed all day!"
"It's past the hour sir's home!"
"Wait another five minutes, you are young love kok loyo rich elderly." pak Agung chimed. Ray crucified Mr. Supreme's hand, before ...
"Sir, I like you if you often love the rich bonus gini, but dear ..."
"Darling why?!"
"Dear to father!" He said while running from that place. Avoid the tantrums of his classmates who have now started cheering deafen the ears.
"Based on today's kids!"
In his broad steps, he had a new life that could even be said to be very extraordinary. Unlike him in the past, now he is also a different figure. Having a father who loves him, having a sister who is funny is amazing, and also two uncles who even just knew whereabouts. Wh who? Yes exists. Just wait after this, Ray will take you around his world.
The shade on the dark blue bicycle bears witness that he now has a lot of strength to sustain his life. And also through many things that used to make it seem like he wanted to break his veins.
But now, he's different. This is the new Rayyan.
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Of the time he had, 30% were in school. The rest he could tell that the rest of his time was for his new family.
New family?
He now lives in a two-story house. Without him knowing how in the house he can feel comfortable and safe. All he knows is that he has two uncles from his family. Raina never even told her she had a brother who lived far away.
Ray's bike entered the yard of the house with shades of white and brown. On the porch of the house, there was a small child cheering for his arrival. It was his little sister who was now sitting on the Kindergarten bench. He parked his bike in the garage. While Ren had run after him, and clenched his feet when Ray had left the garage.
"Sister, Len got a four-star ... Gambal Len is very good, so the same old lady is given four stars. Hehe" the boy is now in Ray's arms.
"Ah, the hell time?! What's Ren's picture?" Ren hurriedly got down from Ray's sling. Looking for the image he meant to his brother. He stepped foot into the house, which he found was a noise from the kitchen. A debate between two people who were like this a long time ago.
"Here, Lay!" Ren showed Ray his image. The 17-year-old smiled. There are four people in the picture that are similar to the picture of a typical Kindergarten child. And also those with the body of the lidi in the far behind the four main images.
"It's Lay's brother, it's Len, look at this same father bang Qian."
"Well, there's no Erik bang?" Asked Erik who had suddenly been there. Yes, the two younger sisters that Ray did not know were Erik and Qian. Suddenly they come unexpectedly, and his father who usually cannot be close to others is able to live with the two younger brothers of his first wife.
"Heh, you if you just go home and take a shower, that abis change clothes! Pantesan, I smell the carcass flower. It turned out to be a dry lo!"
"Eh, it's good that Ray's sweat is said to be rich in carrion. Just brush. Ray, don't be merciful!!" Shouted bang Qian from the kitchen. It is a natural stove, so it is certain that Erik ran in a storm because he avoided Ray's tantrums. And Ren laughed out loud, bearing witness that they were now in the right place.
"Heah, tired!! Where's the drink for the head of the family?!!" It was Arnold dragging his legs and sitting on the sofa stretching his muscles.
"Eh, who are you?! Play tell me to tell! Want to drink, this is a dishwasher. Want to?" Sarkas Qian walked over with a cold drink in her hand. Put the drink in front of Arnold.
"Is it really dishwashing water?"
Please realize Qian, that she is her brother-in-law. Ex more precisely. Which he should respect after changing the status of being the head of the family in this house.
"Yes, Bang. I also mixed rat poison. So if you drink, five seconds after that must be straight isdet!" Arnold clucked. Okay, he admits his sister-in-law this one is a little crazy.
"Good if one is reduced, I am grateful that the rice will not run out!"
Okay, not a little. Qian is crazy.
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Erik and Ren may be looking for a reason to have spent the Qian-made doughnuts that he accidentally put on the table. For him to upload on Instagram, but before he came to bring his gadget the plate was empty, leaving only celery leaves that he used as decorations and also chocolate crumbs and cheese.
Now, don't ask how Qian is doing after seeing the results of his work that just left the air.
"Who is playing with Aqiannugraha Rendianaka Jawaragupta?!!" Suddenly, Erik and Ren who heard Qian's voice shuddered in horror.
"Bang Elik's? What if Bang Qian was? Len's afraid, '" the little boy hugged the uncle's leg. Erik just shook his hand.
"Alah, at most also nagging a little. Keep it up"
BUKK ...
"Bang Elik!!" Ren exclaimed in surprise because Erik had fallen on the floor because of the impact of a pillow from the figure of Qian.
"Erik ... Your pocket money brother cut!"
"HUAAA, BANG QIAN TURNED INTO A MONSTEL!!" the boy ran from that place.
"RENN!!! NO MORE SWEETS FOR A WEEK!!"
Well, that's the view Rayyan sees every day here. Be ready to read their stories.
On the other side of the earth, a teenager carrying a suitcase in his hand and a bag on his back sighed. The mask he wore made him claustrophobic when walking among the many people. Confused, where he would go afterwards.
"Hello, Pa! I'm getting lost, pick up another 10 minutes at the airport!" He said to someone on the phone.
"Oh, sorry! The covenant is a covenant, come safely home. Without getting picked up, thank you!"
Tut .. tut...
Ah, it looks like he really has to walk from here. Besides, where's his papa's home address?! He's pinching the base of his nose. Okay, it's not hard for him to find a ride. But how to find an address that even he never knew about?!
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