
On Monday, school started again. Today is like any other day. I wake up so I don't get pinched by my brother anymore. Make a bed that's as chaotic as I slept in a full night. After that, I took a shower and changed clothes. As usual, I picked up a plain white shirt with long sleeves wrapped in a gray vest equipped with black trousers. Then, I tidied up my disheveled sky blue hair and went to breakfast.
“Mother, today what breakfast?” manya curious. “Today we have breakfast soto ayam,” replied Mother. “Hah, chicken soto? What is it?” tanyaku and Salsa Kompak. Father who just finished bathing directly replied, “Soto chicken is one of the typical Indonesian food. Chicken soto is like a soup that contains various spices and chicken broth. Then, plus chicken milk as a side dish and a very delicious poya powder. Then eaten with warm white rice makes the tongue unable to resist the delicious taste.”
“I don't understand, it's as good as that?” said Salsa. “Yes, I am also not sure what Dad said,”. “Yes, if you want to know the delicacy, try to taste,” said Mother while taking a spoonful of chicken soto soup. “Open your mouth,” mother's ink. I opened my mouth and drank it. “This is one of the most delicious foods I have ever eaten!” seruku glee. “True, I can't believe,” Brother Salsa took a spoonful of soto sauce and drank it. “This is truly the most delicious fruit food of all time!” excited scream.
“Ya, if you don't want it already. See you at school,” replied Salsa as she walked away. “Alright, I will pay 5 Yuan, please ramal me!” pinta Kak Jia Li while holding Salsa's leg. “Alright, I will foretell you,” replied Brother Salsa. He took out a few tarot cards from his pocket. He lined up the card horizontally on the ground. Then, Brother Salsa took one card and read the contents interspersed with a little verse, “The sun is shining, the wind is blowing slowly. Today is a lucky day."
“Wah, thank you Salsa. Means today I'm not going to be punished for not doing PR. Yee...!!!” excited scream. “Include the contents of the card according to what you say?” manya curious. “My forecast is never wrong,” he answered briefly while cleaning his card. We also continued our journey to school. Arriving at school, “Hei The Diviner Failed, why did you take so long? Did you get a request to foresee? Hahaha..” taunts my classmate, Chang Yi. I've been so lazy dealing with him. Just imagine, during 2 years in Elementary, I was always bullied and underestimated by the boy. Hah, it feels like I'd like to throw it into the sky. Yeah, but he has a point. I'm a Failed Diviner.