System: Best School Development
Chapter 40: Chicken Porridge and Fashion

The time to arrive at the hotel was more than an hour later than Mr Imron expected, and it was almost 1:30am before arriving in the city.

Mr. Imron communicated with the sleepy-eyed hotel owner with a smile on his face, and then returned happily and said: "It's done, we'll open four double bedrooms for us, he said, but it only costs 300 grand."

After entering the hotel, although the children were filled with curiosity about the city streets and shops on both sides of the road, they could not help but feel physically exhausted from sitting in the car all the way.

The next morning, Sandy woke up less than seven. After waking up the two children in his room, he planned on knocking on the door one by one to wake the others up. Last night he, Mr. Rusli and Mr. Imron each and two boys slept in one room, and four girls slept in one room together.

As a result, as soon as he left the door, he saw Mr. Rusli crouching in front of his room and smoking a cigarette. He looked like he was thinking about something. He did not even hear Handi who opened the door so loudly.

"Sir Rusli, why did you wake up so early?"

"Well, I'm used to it, I can't sleep after five o'clock so come out to take a breath and smoke." Mr. Rusli turned to look towards Handi.

"Let's wake the kids up and go have breakfast." Sandy said, "It's time for breakfast. Yesterday Mr. Imron said that the first bus out of town would come at half-eight, and we would have to wait for the bus at eight.."

"okay." Mr. Rusli hastily smoked his cigarette and turned it off, got up and woke the children in his room.

After all the children woke up, Handi took everyone to an open stall next to the hotel for breakfast.

"the boss!"

Handi brought Mr. Rusli, Mr. Imron, and ten children to the stall. The boss was surprised when he saw the situation, and he saw it and did not speak.

"Thirteen bowls of chicken porridge!" Sandy said excitedly.

"Thirteen... Thirteen bowls?" The owner of the breakfast shop touched his head. It's a big advantage.

"Yes thirteen bowls."

"Okay, big portions or small portions?" Ask the boss again.

"How much are large and small portions worth?"

"8 thousand for large portions, 5 thousand for small portions and for ..."

Before the boss finished his words, Handi said, "Order only 13 large portions."

Ten years ago the price was still cheap, Ten years later, a small portion of chicken porridge will be sold starting from 8 thousand.

Thirteen bowls of chicken porridge were provided one after another. The children drooled while looking at the bowl of chicken porridge, then they quickly picked up the spoon and put it in their mouths no matter the heat or not of the porridge, either, they just want to spend the entire bowl in one mouthful.

As a result, one by one the children began to overheat and hot air was exhaled out of their mouths.

"You eat slowly, carefully burn your tongue, just calm down no one will snatch your food," Mr. Rusli said gently.

While watching this incident, Mr. Imron laughed out loud, then took out a cigarette and smoked it with a santuy.

"Teacher, if we're not full yet, can we ask for another bowl."

"Teacher, I'd like to eat another bowl too."

Handi raised his head and looked at the children blankly, he had yet to spend half of this bowl.

And some of the children had already finished a bowl, and even the rest of the porridge had run out without a single drop.

"You eat slowly, it's hot, right?" Mr. Rusli said sadly as he looked at the children.

"It's hot, but it's delicious" Andi said with a grin.

"Do the six of you want another bowl?"

"Yes." Yeah." The six boys nodded in unison.

"Teacher, we too!" The four girls raised their hands and shouted.

"All right, boss, ten more bowls!"

"What's? Ten more bowls?" Ask the boss in disbelief, "still a big portion?"

"Yes, another message. ten bowls." Handi hesitated to order the ten bowls of doubt not because there was no money, but out of fear that these children would be unable to finish their food.

"Hiccups ... Teacher, may I have another bowl ..." Andi asked foolishly as she stopped her food.

"No!" Sandy refused firmly this time. Doesn't this silly boy know he's full? He burps and wants to eat again.

After a while, the ten children ate the chicken porridge again, all of them burping, but not a single drop was left in their porridge bowl. Sandy was a little amazed.

After he finished eating, Handi went to the boss to pay, and the boss said, "A total of 150 thousand, did you come from the mountains?"

"Yes." Yeah." Handi answered him, and then gave 200 thousand money to his boss.

The boss only took 100 thousand, and did not receive another 100 thousand. He sighed and said, "Really, these children look anxious and pitiful. I will only receive 100 grand. "

Handi smiled and bowed and said "Thank you", and then handed back 100 thousand to his boss: "This will hurt your trading. Thank you for the boss' kindness, me and the kids gladly accepted it, but this money we couldn't accept. You are also looking for money from morning to evening it would be very unpleasant for me to trouble you, thank you. "

Handi took the children and turned to leave after speaking, giving no other chance to the stall owner to give back his money.

After leaving the stall, Handi and his entourage went to the waiting area of the bus heading towards the city.

"Ondel-ondel ..."

Suddenly, a loud song sounded from the distance accompanied by a rumbling sound.

There was a burst of dust, and they saw a huge doll coming out of the field. This ondel-ondel has red and white colors. There were two large speakers on top of the wagon following behind him. The noisy chant "Ondel-ondel" emerged from this cheesy stereo.

Seeing two ondel-ondel, Handi a little nostalgic with his past life, in the city of B also has the same traditional carnival, namely traditional barongsai and Handi really likes the carnival..

Turning to look at the ten children again, looking at the ondel-ondel back, which was slowly invisible due to the flying dust, appeared again someone who had pointy hair upwards. Seeing this, the children were shocked.

" Skeerrr ahh ..."

That person was dancing to the music that came out of the cheap stereo, maybe because the music sounded exciting and there were people who preceded to dance, many people joined.

" The person whose hair is pointed upwards has a colorful hair color! "Andi shouted, pointing at the person in the dancing.

The person who was dancing seemed to hear Andi's cry, and stopped her dance and stood in front of Handi and the children.

The person with the colorful upward spiky hairstyle shook his head violently, but his hard, iron-like hairstyle did not move at all.

"Little friend," said the punk with a serious tone and serious expression, "This hair is the style of today, understand?"

On the back of the stereo wagon was the same hairstyle and makeup as the person in front of the children and Handi also said in a unique tone: "We are men of cool style, like us, don't make fun of our style? Ah, you're a bunch of poor kids who just came out of the mountain, right? What do you mean by having pointy hair on my head? It's called fashion, fashion, fashion, okay? "

Handi and the others looked at the two without saying a word, especially since they did not know how to talk to them.

"Yes," said the blue-haired punk proudly, "Iamfesenman."

The English of these two men left Handi's scalp numb, especially her fashion words, which gave her a very special feeling.

The two shook their heads proudly, then turned around while dancing again. He raised his voice again, and they continued to sing the song, then they walked away.

From a distance, he throws a sentence to Handi: "A group of ndesos who don't understand fashion."