System: Best School Development
Chapter 23: The Painful Experience of Mr. Rusli

In 2003, the whole country is being enveloped by a terrible disease called "SARS", this mysterious virus called "SARS", threatening the lives of everyone in the world like a nightmare. But in a remote mountainous area like this, it had yet to be affected, and it still looked like it was safe.

However, on this particular day in the spring, something happened that Mr. Rusli would never forget in his life, and it would be an eternal pain in his heart.

After class that day, the students finished. Mr. Rusli stood in front of the school and said goodbye to the children. The children jumped up and cheered then walked home, some to the south and some to the north.

Mr. Rusli watched the students disappear from his field of vision, then turned around and walked to the school back to his room.

He made the first teapot, and then started cooking, cooking vegetarian side dishes, and light rice with regular thick tea, today should be a normal day.

"Sir! !Sir! Not good, Mr. Rusli, not good!"

Before Mr. Rusli could eat the food that had just come out of the pot, he heard a child screaming at himself outside the school.

An ominous premonition suddenly appeared in his heart. With his hand holding the spoon dropped to the ground, and he did not care to take it. Mr. Rusli rushed out of the house while dragging his disfigured leg.

"Sir Rusli, Mr. Rusli Dio..." Students who come to report are out of breath, and talking while breathing heavily is not easy.

“What's with Dio, quickly tell me,” Mr. Rusli asked worriedly.

“Some of us came home from school. Dio and we were going to the river, and then Dio said we were going to catch a fish when Dio saw a fish, and Dio swam and then Dio disappeared from our sight and did not reappear…” Students who reported the incident cried.

Mr. Rusli's heart skipped a beat, the cold sweat on his head soaked his body, but he kept himself entertained in his heart, and comforted the students: "It's okay, Dio is okay, Dio is okay, Dio must be fine. He might be playing hide and seek with you to scare you, maybe he has returned to land secretly going to his house..."

Even though he said so, Mr. Rusli hurriedly brought the students to where the accident happened.

Mr. Rusli's leg was limping at the time. Because of his anxiety, he even forgot to ride his horse, so he dragged his crippled leg and ran as hard as he could into the river, but he could not run fast. Mr. Rusli continuously forced himself and beat his thighs along the way.

When Mr. Rusli arrived, many villagers surrounded the riverbank. Heart's sinking. He rushed forward in three steps and two steps. His feet were uncomfortable and he did not notice his numb feet then stepped on the bare ground and fell straight down to be dragged to the riverbank. Through the cracks in the crowd, he saw several men dragging a child to the riverbank.

Mr. Rusli stood up, ignoring the dust on his body, squeezing the crowd forward, he still had hope in his heart, but as he looked at the boy's closed eyes, he was still in his heart, he felt his legs lose strength and he fell on the ground.

“I can only see..see him dragged from the water to the river bank and see with my own eyes!” Mr. Rusli looked at Handi's eyes with red eyes, his words were already a bit hoarse, “I hope with such an incident will open your eyes! Ye know? "

Mr. Rusli choked.

“I ... I know.” Handi doesn't know how to comfort Mr. Rusli at the moment. The fish that had just evoked the painful memories of Mr. Rusli, which made Mr. Rusli's emotions almost out of control.

“What do you know? You don't know at all. As a teacher, have you ever seen your students die before you with your own eyes?” Mr. Rusli covered his eyes with both hands, but a little tear still came out of his finger slit..

"The villagers dragged the boy ashore. The first thing they say is: This child can no longer be saved." His throat was blocked by swallowed tears, and Mr. Rusli basically stopped three times and he continued, "my words: No, There is still hope, there is still hope ... "

Unfortunately, it was all in vain.

"I was doing artificial respiration, and suddenly someone pulled me ..." Mr. Rusli looked very heavy to say, as if he did not want to say it, but he felt very uncomfortable in his heart. "I looked up and it was Dio's father……"

Handi looked at Mr. Rusli who suddenly looked rather painful, and did not dare to speak.

"Dio's father pulled me, and then without a word, he started slapping me, one slap, two slaps, three slaps ..."

As he spoke Mr. Rusli opened his mouth and pointed towards the part of the mouth on his right and said to Handi: "You saw my missing teeth they were lost due to being slapped by his father ..."

Handi looked at the toothless area of Mr. Rusli's teeth, and his heart trembled slightly.

"I'm not fighting, I'm just holding it."

Suddenly Mr. Rusli hit the table hard: "But why me? why should I? Why do I have to get so many slaps!"

Handu silently looked at Mr. Rusli, who was over fifty years old, without daring to say a word, and he did not know what to say.

After a while, Mr. Rusli smiled bitterly, and replied with great helplessness and misery: "Because I am the teacher of the boy, I deserve a slap from his father. If it wasn't for someone else holding his father back, maybe I would have been beaten to death that day. "

“It hurts to lose a child,” Mr Rusli keeps muttering to himself, “The ones who lost the most were the parents, but isn't the teacher also very lost? A teacher for one day is a parent for life. The students and children are the same. It makes no difference, losing a student is like losing a child. Other than parents, no one should feel more hurtful than a teacher who loses his or her student or child at school. "

"Yes." Yeah." Handi nodded.

Mr. Rusli looked out the window and smiled: "Today is a lucky day for us. Children are protected by God and no one gets into an accident. Not only were the children drowned in the deep River, but many adults had also died in it. But why, why don't these kids listen to my advice? How many times have I stressed! Don't swim in deep rivers, don't let any of them get in the water! Why don't they listen to him? "

“It's my fault, Mr. Rusli, don't blame the children, this time it's my fault, if you don't complain that day, today nothing like this will happen. The kids intend very well, and give me the best in his way.” Sandy takes responsibility on herself.

Mr. Rusli sighed, spoke no more, and then walked out of the room to go to class.

Handi squeezed his forehead, followed, and said, "Sir Rusli, I think it is necessary to give the children safety education lessons. We are all responsible. We cannot relax our vigilance about security issues. We have to do it on the first day of school. Take safety education lessons ... "

Mr. Rusli stood there, then nodded, and said three words: "I follow your advice."

Handi watched Mr. Rusli who walked into the classroom, and then saw the fish being trampled by Mr. Rusli next to him. He crouched down and took the fish carefully, then rinsed it with clean water and placed it in the vegetable bowl.

In Handi's mind, no matter what, the sentiments of these students had to be taken seriously as it was a valuable thing for him.