Smart Boy Child Maker Khamar
Now it's Aira's turn

Aira still could not believe Ali dared to say that she was amazed at him, especially in front of Zia. Nah! there must be something bigger than that, thought Aira. It's more important than being teased by Zia until graduation, thought Aira.

Aira had heard about Handoko. Ali said, Javin just fucked Handoko again. But what, thought Aira. It was so important that Ali couldn't tell me.

Aira returned to her seat in a doldrums. He looked at the two empty seats beside him. Aira felt her two best friends were leaving her because she was a girl.

The toilet! Thought Aira again. What do they do in the toilet.do they bring cell phones and play online games in the toilet. Nah! Ali and Zia don't have cell phones, let alone take them to school. They can get very severe punishment. Don't use Handoko's phone. That kid is a problem! Aira was still struggling with her own thoughts.

“Ciee... who just had a girlfriend” said Disha, teasing Aira who was daydreaming.

“Apaan ‘sih. A child has talked about girlfriends" replied Aira ketus. But he wondered where Disha had heard her talk with Ali.

"Lha.. who runs out can be admired recognition a man who”

Astaghfirullaah, it turns out he heard that too. “Ah, that stupid kid does like to talk carelessly” respond Aira pretend not to panic.

“At first amazed, keep loving, keep loving! Ciee..” Goda Disha again. Aira tried to ignore. But Disha's voice was pretty loud. Syaqeela and Queena came closer and wanted to flirt.

“What a good part is that Ali. Already he is the son of a maker of a khamar, not a very smart child, his body was thin and small” said Queena who immediately plunged into the conversation without anyone inviting. Aira started to bleed.

“You go anywhere Queena, Ustadzah Intan ‘kan have explained the work of various researchers. Researchers can make different items every year.”

“Nah,.. yes! Of all they can make, why choose to make Khamar, try! Khamar ‘kan haram's. What is the name if not looking because of”

“Etanol, baby! Ali's father made ethanol, not khamar. ethanol to replace gasoline" Aira said, trying to serve patiently. “Etanol is a lot of benefits, not only as a substitute for gasoline, but also as a chemical, wound cleaning agent, perfume mixture, many deh!”

“Khamar ‘kan ethanol too, Ra!” Syaqeela. “If you want to find a reason we can find a lot. In the Qur’an ‘kan is also clearly said, If anyone asks you about khamar and gambling, then tell them that there are both great sins and some benefits for humans. But his sins outweigh his benefits. ‘Kan just yesterday ustadz halaqah explained the time we memorize the letter Al Baqarah verse 219. Eh. but Aira halaqahnya belom until Juz 2 ‘sih yes. So haven't learned that verse” continued Syaqeela, who sounded more boasting than convincing Aira that making ethanol was haram.

Ustadzah Intan has been following the debate since the entrance. He was actually interested in this one problem, but every time he asked seriously the same ustadz and ustadzah in the hallaqah class, always the answer was the same. “Ah.. ustadzah ‘kan smarter than me. Ustadzah knows better the law”. So this time Ustadzah Intan chose to let the debate of his female students. Who knows if we can learn new things about the law of khamar, he thought. Ustadzah Intan tried to get to his desk without drawing attention and raised a large study guidebook in front of his face, pretending to read.

“But you read it don't half donk. Also read the translation, if you need to interpret it too. Khamar it from Arabic which translates as liquor” replied Aira straightforwardas.

“Yes are the same. It contains ‘kan ethanol also” Disha chiming.

“Beda! The liquor is a drink. If the ethanol is drunk, the name is Khamar. If not drunk, yes the name ethanol course” said Aira.

“Yaa. if narrowed use Just to drink so, no benefit donk! Obviously drinking alcohol just makes you sick. What are the benefits of drinking alcohol try! In Al Qur’an even the word benefits use the plural, Naf’ihima. So more than two benefits” Syaqueela said. Ustadzah Intan was immediately amazed by Syaqueela's Arabic skills.

“Eh, who says it only hurts. Quite khamar became a pain reliever in European society. So if there is a wound that must be stitched or surgery, when there is no anesthetic, the doctor of the era told his patients to drink khamar until half drunk so that the pain does not feel. Then there are also those who drink khamar because they want to warm the body. Those who live in a country of four seasons often choose this way. In Indonesia itself also many people who drink red wine as a cure for fever because it makes the body warm” reply Aira proud. No free doctor's mother. Aira got this story from her mother after she told me about Ali breaking Javin's nose last month.

Ustadzah Intan is proud of his students. They can learn, they can learn from anywhere. Unfortunately the way brands share is by arguing. Ustadzah Intan then determined to find a way of teaching that could develop the ability of his students in gathering knowledge and information.

“But it's ‘kan first, Ra. The doctor still had no drugs. Next ‘kan many Islamic scientists who are looking for anesthetic ingredients so as not to have to use khamar. Science flourished in the time of the Caliphate precisely because its scientists sought to escape from using all that was haram, even in an emergency. They are researching to make it easier for the ummah to enforce sharia. Lha.. why even his father Ali works in the opposite direction” said Disha again.

Disha is happy if Aira gets more blood and serves her debate. It means that Aira was so hard trying to defend Ali. This fact will one day Disha will use to tempt Aira as Ali's girlfriend. He would be ashamed to be half dead.

“Well, That Syaqeela instead brought alcohol everywhere” Aira said as she pointed to Syaqeela's pocket.

“It's an antiseptic liquid, Sayaang...not alcohol” Syaqeela denied.

“lha yes, that antiseptic liquid ‘kan its main ingredient alcohol”

“Not Ra! This is water plus poison to kill germs” Syaqeela said as she unscrewed the bottle and thrust it into Aira's face.

“Iya, right! What is used as poison is alcohol. From the smell alone already caught”

“Lho, how do you know the smell of alcohol. Often smell alcohol yes, or often drink alcohol” said Syaqeela.

“Ooo, now I just understand why you are so happy to be friends with Ali. You often drink alcohol with ya”, Disha said.

“Eh! Just yummy. Don't be careless when you talk!” aira sewot.

“Which part Ali again, the bell has not entered the class. Never again smoke in toilet” timpal Queena. Laughter of Disha and Queena.

“Bigger! Keep your mouth shut!” Aira was really angry. Ustadzah Intan was flabbergasted, he had never seen Aira like this before. “Eh. Even to fight. Disha! Let's sit in your chair. Syaqeela and Queena as well. It's already! No one to chat anymore” said Ustadzah Intan broke up the dispute. “We start lessons. Come on the others are all sitting in their respective seats”.

Aira picked up the book from her bag panting. His pity was still rolling in his chest. How dare they accuse me of being a drunk, Aira said in her heart. This is all because the two children have not yet returned to class, he thought as he glanced at the two empty benches on his right. What are they doing in the toilet? What Handoko has done until they both want to follow her. Or maybe Queena was right. The three of them were smoking in the toilet.

Aira shook her head. Expel all those senseless thoughts from his head. He reached into his bag again, then took out his drinking bottle. Immediately opened and swallowed the contents quickly as if wanting to extinguish the fire that was churning in his stomach.

Ustadzah Intan has begun to explain about the water cycle in the atmosphere. About the clouds, the rain, the river and I don't know what else. Aira still could not follow what Ustadzah said. He tried to pay attention, but each time he glanced at the two empty benches on his left, his heart was troubled again.

He once tried to turn his face to the right. Coincidentally looking at each other with Disha. Disha then moves her hand to imitate the person who swiggers the drink from the bottle and then acts like a drunk. Behind her was Queena whose finger was affixed to the lips mimicking a smoking person. Syaqeela just watched while giggling, enjoying Aira's angry expression.

Aira's gaze immediately led to the blackboard. Trying to pay close attention to Ustadzah Intan. But his heart was so irritated that no words of Ustadzah were understood. And I don't know why time seems to pass so long.

Suddenly Ustadzah Intan's phone shook. The phrase Ustadzah Intan when talking about garbage. He read his message and looked towards Ali and Zia's chair. Blank.

“Ali same Zia has not returned to class huh? Some know they are where” asked Ustadzah Intan in the whole class. Not many care. “Then they went to the toilet Ustadzah” Aira said.

“Ciee... ciee..” said Disha who was greeted with the giggling voices of Queena and Syaqeela. Aira immediately looked at Disha as if she wanted to punch him in the face. Ustadzah Intan decided to ignore it. “Ya already, we continue yes.”

Ustadzah Intan also continued the discussion about how garbage can block the water cycle in the atmosphere. The other kids look like fairy tales. While occasionally paying attention to the pictures in their textbooks, matching with the explanation of Ustadzah.

Ustadzah Intan's phone shook again. There is a bit of annoyance in the ustadzah because of this disorder. It looks like the way he opened his phone. “Astaghfirullah, Handoko” screeches and then looks directly at Handoko's chair. Blank. Then his gaze went back and forth from the phone screen to Ali and Zia's chair. “They three are what” said Ustadzah Intan.

Aira picked up her drinking bottle that was still on the table. It's half left. Slowly she opened the lid while standing facing Disha. What happened next was never imagined to be done by a child as good as Aira. He poured water from his bottle over Disha's head. Disha who was shocked and could not believe what happened just fell silent until the contents of the bottle ran out.

“Aira! What the fuck are you!” yell Ustadzah Intan. Aira just looked at Ustadzah Intan with an innocent look, then smiled slightly. Disha started crying. Her hood and clothes were wet. “Oke, you join ustadzah to the BP” room said ustadzah while driving out of class. The screams of “whooaa” from the other students echoed into the rest of the class.