The Struggle of a Child
Appear in front

" It's Liyan!" Answer Fikri. Swinging the book into the air.

As soon as we were engrossed in poetry, suddenly a slightly loud and loud voice rang out from behind the door. The sound made us aghast and silent and lowered our heads while looking at each other. I felt like I was struck by something that made me unable to speak freely.

Instantly we turned our heads to see the sound of steady footsteps. Turn your head to see who has entered. Then we meet again with a whimpering soul.

"Kids! What are you guys doing there?" Ask Miss Dona. Stepping in. "Where are the other kids?" He asked in a curious voice. Stand staring at us.

Instantly Septiani, Rasyd and Solihin spontaneously got up from the bench and stood staring silently at a thousand languages. They lifted the bench and returned to their respective places.

Widia and I turned the body facing straight forward while confirming the bench. Then I sat up straight. Silence froze and looked down at the book I just scribbled.

"Ficily! Where are the other students?" Ask Ms. Dona to know. Pulling up a chair and sitting down. "Go find them and tell them to come in!" Ms. Dona's orders were firm. Staring at Fikri sharply. "I said, get in the classroom, no one is outside anymore. Why are they still outside?" Ask Miss Dona. Looked at Fikri again. "Why didn't you tell them to come in? I told you already!" Pointing at Fikri with the look in his eyes. "Before you get to class, find your other friends and ask them to come in!" He looked at Fikri. Sit over.

"Please move forward!" Dona's Bu's orders. Pointing Fikri with both eyes.

"Good Mom!" Answer Fikri. Walked.

Bu Dona's face was so sharp that he looked at Fikri who was silently standing before him.

Fikri just silently closed her voice tightly. He bowed while crossing both hands in front with a troubled face.

"Hurry and find them!" Ms. Dona's orders in a slightly loud voice. Disillusioned.

"Good Mom!" Answer Fikri. Walked.

While we could just shut up and listen to what Miss Dona was disappointed in. My pale face looked so panicked and anxious. My heart was so troubled and I was so trembling.

Hearing Ms. Dona's voice made me freeze like ice. Moreover, having to see him like this is filled with a little annoyance.

I then looked down enthusiastically to memorize the poem I had finished writing. My feeble body shrouded in trembling forced these pale lips to recite poetry even in the blaze.

"Liyan! After this you are the first to appear! Read the poem I asked!" Pinta Bu Dona firmly. Turning his eyes towards my desk.

The deg!

My heart spontaneously wanted to come out and stop. It felt so tight, it made my tiny body feel so cold. Sometimes I breathe heavily. Staring at the book with both eyes wrapped with a little sadness.

The heart that had felt peace and laughter was now like a heavy ruin. To the jarring that I felt, I was afraid that it would be an obstacle for me to pass forward.

I looked down at Ms. Dona from the tail of my eyes in the hope that the bell home would ring soon.

"Widia!" Call me softly with a resplendent face enveloped in fear. As if I couldn't believe that after this I would perform. Turning his head to look at Widia.

Widia just smiled bitterly as if she said that she was so trembling. From the plain face Widia looked a little scared.

"Liyan! Hapal your poem lest anyone be missed." Widia said quietly. He leaned down while opening the book.

"Widia! I was so trembling! I'm afraid I'm wrong!" Saying with a clean sliver. Staring at Widia while recalling a few words of poetry in my brain.

Our slow conversation turned out to make Ms. Dona turn her head staring at our table. Ms. Dona was so deep in looking at me and Widia.

It was as if he was telling us to be silent from the look in his eyes.

Instantly I shut my mouth tightly and straightened my seat back.

"Rasyd go find Fikri!" Dona's Bu's orders. Raising his head and throwing both glares of eyes at Rasyd.

"Good Mom!" Sahut Rasyd's. Standing shifted the bench slightly and walked away from behind the door.

"Remember! Don't let me see you guys stop by the cafeteria!" Pekik Bu Dona's. Rashid stopped the footsteps he was swinging.

Rasyd turned his body. "Let's Mom!" The answer. Then he stepped back to look for Fikri.

No matter how long silence is created and students one by one enter the classroom in an orderly and silent.

One of my ten friends who entered was so shocked to see that Ms. Dona had been sitting on a chair.

"Where have you guys been? Why did you come in so long?" Ask Miss Dona. Turning his head looked at them with a slight sharpness.

"From outside Mom!" Answer them. Stop and look down with a guilty face.

"Don't you guys know?! If I tell you all to go to class and no more outside hanging around!" Said Miss Dona firmly. It was as if Miss Dona was issuing a harsh ultimatum towards them for daring to ignore the orders from her.

"We don't know Mom!" Reply one of them back with a slightly stamped tone of voice.

"Didn't Rasyd tell you?" Ask Miss Dona. I want to hear their explanation.

"No Ma'am!" They nodded slowly while looking down at the floor.

Miss Dona breathed violently. The disappointment and disappointment now adorned his face. He looked straight ahead while swinging his hand. "Sit down!" Dona's Bu's orders. Deflect them.

"Kids! For those who have not finished their poetry! I hope to finish now, I give you 25 minutes. Nothing is unfinished! After that come forward and read the poem you wrote.

"You can read it with a book or not, Mom?" Ask Ecy to know. Raised hands into the air.

Hearing the question from Ecy made us all disciples into question marks. We are waiting for an answer from our teacher Ms. Dona. It looked like we were waiting for a solution of a puzzle.

"According to you! What do you want him to be like?" Ask Miss Dona back. Ask us questions as if we had the right to answer.

All the students who had been sitting in the classroom stared at each other with deep questions while looking for answers from themselves to answer.

Even though we had fully entered the classroom but we were not very proficient about poetry.

"Mom! If you can just bring a book, Mom!" Cetus was a friend of mine.

"She, just bring a book!" Greet them.

"Yes already! Who wants to bring a book, please! Who doesn't have a better book!" Connect Miss Dona. "Because of the value that the book carries, the same is not of different value!" Continue Ms. Dona.

Ms. Dona was very firm in her decision. He appreciates better students.

"Liyan! Do you want to bring a book or not?" Ask Widia. Staring at me while swinging the book into the air covered his face a little so as not to be seen by Ms. Dona he again spoke.

"I don't know yet! But if I can, I don't want to bring a book." Greet me. Staring Widia.

At once Widia nodded and lowered the book slowly carefully.

"Liyan! Are you done?" Ask Miss Dona. "If you have please come forward while carrying the book!" Continue to Miss Dona."

"Mom! But Fikri and Rasyd haven't come back yet." Said one of the disciples from the table right one row with the table Bu Dona.

"We don't have to wait for them!" Reply Miss Dona. Look at the open class door.

I was so scared and trembling after hearing Miss Dona tell me to firmly perform first.

Geck! Geck! Geck!

We also snapped and held our heads. Likewise with Bu Dona reflex he turned his head while shifting a little body looking towards the door.

I was fighting with fear. The reflex raised its head looking towards the door with a silent look at Fikri and Rasyd, entering.

"Where are they?" Ask Miss Dona. Staring at the two of them with sharp eyes. Lower a little glasses hanging in the middle of the nose bone.

"That's Mom!" Answer Fikri. Pointing at the door by directing both eyeballs to the door.

Mom Dona immediately followed the gaze of both eyes of Fikri. Look at the open door.

"Where have you been?" Ask Miss Dona. Stare at them sharply and face filled with a little annoyance. "I told you to come in!" Continue by advancing a little forward so that Bun Dona looks like a person who wants to get up from his seat.

Suddenly they pulled back reflexively with a face covered in fear.

"Why are you guys quiet?" Said Ms. Dona with a sharp face.

"Mom sorry! We didn't hear the bell ring!" Connect them with a slight tone of heavy and fearful voice. Squeezing the fingers and looking down.

"You come whenever you wait! The bell won't ring, you know! Because the teacher has another meeting at the office!" Tandas Bu Dona firmly. Look at them with annoyance. "I told Rasyd to call you in! Hm, so, why are you guys still out there?" Bu Dona asked in a tone of voice full of emphasis while swinging the pen into the air as a gesture pointing at them one by one and also pointing at Rasyd.

"Rasid! What trust did I give you? Ha!" Said Miss Dona. Gawking.

Rasyd was so stunned to see Bu Dona who was staring intently and annoyed. Rasyd was so silent that he froze a thousand languages. Her innocent face now looked so panicked with thousands of problems raging.

The problems that occurred due to his own mistakes now make him besieged with a thousand questions from Bu Dona that are so difficult for him to answer.

Both eyeballs turned around looking to and fro, as if he was looking for an answer from a mute floor. His dashing body now as the vice-chairman of the class made him want to fall to the floor.

The laughter that was holding filled the ceilings of the backlit class disappeared without a trace. His tongue seemed to mean nothing at this moment.

While I who saw and heard from my stool was so worried about Rasyd who was again surrounded with ultimatums from Bu Dona.

"Yes Mom! I forgot!" Cetus Rasyd relaxed. As if he didn't feel guilty.

"What?! You can forget!" Connect Ms. Dona with a shake. Mom Dona turned her head and exhaled a long breath. Ms. Dona now looks like the one who's wiping her chest.

The powerful answer of a Rasyd is like that. If, he had been trapped, he would have replied that he was, forgot!

That's what keeps Miss Dona from saying anything more. So he told Rasyd and Fikri to sit down with the other students.

"Yes, sit down! Please!" Exclaimed Bu Dona with a flat tone of voice. Looking back at the book.

"Good Mom!" Answer them. Walk towards each bench. Smilingly.

"For you Liyan! Don't forget, you came first to read the poem here! I'm not forcing you to bring a book or not! But what is clear is the value I will give from students who appear carrying books is not the same as students who appear without books, obviously!" Said Ms. Dona with great affirmation. Staring at us with a serious face."For those who have not done it, please do it and it must be finished today!" Dona's Bu's orders. Look at the whole student.

How trembling the body is when I hear my name being called. A call that forced me to perform better. The poem I finished was ready to move me forward.

"Mom give you guys a few more minutes! Especially for you Liyan." Said Miss Dona. Look at us while writing on paper.

It feels like this self is at war with a raging mind. As much as possible I should be able to master the poetry I write with my own work. Although I don't know, is this poem good in Miss Dona's eyes or not so in my friend's eyes? I don't know what's on my mind right now. I look so agitated.

The book in front of me now I look at it closely.

"Liyan! It's your turn soon! After that, I'll be the one to perform." Widia continued with a little anxiety. Look at the book before him with sadness.

"I don't know Widia! Probably not!" My timpal. Staring Widia.

Instantly I turned my head with a tickling sense of anxiety.

"Liyan! Hurry along! You're done, right!" Dona's Bu's orders. Stare fixedly.

"Good Mom!" Answer me slowly. Stand with a book.

Instantly I got up from the bench and walked slowly along with the poem I had written while gulping with a slightly trembling body as I imagined myself to be standing in front of the class.

The trembling weak legs should I swing strongly so as not to fall.

"It's Mom!" My speech. Hand over the book to Miss Dona.

"Now please read!" Said Miss Dona. Grabbing the book and looking at me with a gaze full of sincere permission.

Mother ,

you're like the sun

in the middle of the cloud

which continues to shine to light the earth

But 'You are never destroyed .

How great is your love

who can defeat the enemy

from any angle

And make them smile

Until later you will be a light to me

to place wounds and grief

you're the purest love I've ever met

you are like the air that gives such perfect affection .

So many chants of song that you speak to me when I fall asleep

you are a hero to me who never gets tired of guiding me

I've never seen anything as strong as you

Thank you for being my lantern

without you I am nothing

you are the most beautiful creation in this selfish world

you are like a deep sea that can hold all in peace .

"Thank you!" I bowed and buried my right hand in my chest.

Applause from my friends is how rumbling. Today I am standing on a magnificent podium.

A happy face is now seen on Ms. Dona's face. She looked at me with a smile, though she looked thin because Miss Dona was the worst teacher to smile. He looks more strict and firm.

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