The Struggle of a Child
Arrive at Home Part 2
At the same time. My record has now arrived at home. Yes, I who in a few days is still teaching me to use a pillow.Task my father to buy me a Rekal. Like my friends. A few days ago I went to school outside my house with a friend.
Me, Widia, Andrini and Arni the four of us are friends planning to teach at the teacher's place. Who is none other than the njai teacher is njai Andrini.
I teach with my father at home. This time I want to teach with my friends. On the first day I went to teach, I still brought my I'ROQ.
I also walked towards Andrini's house. I slowly stepped my foot into the terrace of Andrini's house.
Tok tok !
"Andrine!" I screamed from the door of his house.
"Yes, just a minute!"
In front of the door I stood waiting for Andrini while hugging my I'ROQ. Both my eyes looked around the small road not far from the front of Andrini's house. There were some children I saw walking in Muslim clothes carrying I'ROQ while holding it in their arms. The children were so laughing happily.The face of his cherry now looks shining. I was so enthusiastic about following their steps with both of my eyes.
"Sister!"
Suddenly, I heard Andrini's scream. My vision of the children fell away instantly. I'm nervous too." Ia,dek. What's up?" Who is still standing at the door of the house.
"Sister, it looks like we're late." He also rushed to wear his head.
"What's? Then how's the deck?" With panic.
"Who knows besides us there is still too late.Hahaha!" With his ugly face Andrini looked at me.
"Yes, already!" We walked in a hurry.
On the way I heard the voices of the children starting to teach. They were so enthusiastic about the loud sounds of reading the letters one by one eloquently.
Andrini and I arrived in front of our teacher's house. I who saw Andrini who was standing next to me fell silent and looked at me. He seemed to signal that he did not dare to enter because all the children had taught.
I also refused to go in. Andrini thought everything was okay. Now shrivel and not brave. He occasionally
tried to step his foot in but, at that time he put it back. That's what he did over and over again. A voice from inside told us to come in.
"Why are you still standing there.Let's get in!" Call her from within in such a middle-aged voice. His voice was almost as heavy as my father's. The woman who was none other than our teacher taught us allowed us to sit near the children who taught.
"Let's sit here!" He said with a shady face.
I sat near them staring at my surroundings. I see some of them I don't have. They each have the place of the Quran and I'ROQ while I do not. I who saw that immediately felt sad. Even I who teach, had to borrow their account.
The kids who teach are done. Andrini and I left our teacher's house. Before we went out we first touched the back of our teacher's hand.
"Assalamualaikum, Mommy. We're home, ma'am." The kids came out with laughter and smiles.
"Yes, kids be careful, yeah!" Our teacher was standing at the door looking at us.
Andrini and I separated. I kept walking towards my house.
"Assalamualaik."
With a little sadness I shut up and walked in. My sister who became my friend in the afternoon was nowhere to be seen at home. Likewise with my contact mother who is none other than "Mother Sarkom" she is also not seen at home. I who arrived at home stared softly at the room whose occupants at this time were only myself.
I saw my I'ROQ still in my grasp. I looked at it repeatedly while remembering Rekal that I saw earlier.
My father who has a small income may be able to buy me Rekal.
I keep remembering my father and his finances.
Suddenly I who was awake in my daydream was now aware. Footsteps began to sound closer and followed by a shadow that entered the house first.
"Assalamualaik." The voice I knew was the voice of a man. I turned my head around and saw it.
" You're home, son." My father sat in his chair.
"Dad, Dad." My answer.
"How do you teach today, son?"
"Alhamdulillah Father!" Staring at my father with clinging.
"Dad, Liyan wants to ask Daddy something!" I asked him to break the silence.
My father set his breath so that neutrals would see me. "See what, son!" My father said curiously.
"Father, did Liyan teach. Liyan saw Liyan's friend have I'ROQ's place."
"What?! Where did you see it, son?" Ask my dad for a moment.
" Where to teach Dad." Staring at my father once in a while.
I sat on the floor still holding my I'ROQ and saw him sigh violently.
"Son, that's why I won't let you teach outside.This is what I'm afraid of if there's something you'll see outside. You will definitely want to!"
I also speak a thousand languages.
"But look tomorrow. If I had more money I'd buy it for you."
"Dad, Dad." I left and left my father.
And suddenly!
"Assalamualaikum.Dad! Dad's home yet?" My spoiled sister's voice was now heard by my ears.
"Wa'alaikumussalam father's son."
"Dad, Ana's taken a shower, yeah!"
From inside the room I heard them talking every now and then I heard from inside the room.
"Dad! Is my brother home?"
"Already, son!
"Ana, tomorrow I'll buy your sister an I'ROQ place."
"The place I'ROQ Dad.Emang is what Dad."
"If not wrong, mm! Walk towards my father and my brother. "Balc!" I saw my father so hard to say his name by thinking so hard.
"Dad, just buy it!"
My father if he wants to buy everything he has to talk about it first with my brother. My father knew that my sister was so jealous if my father bought me something while he wasn't.
Hearing what my sister said there was a little relief in my father's heart to buy me Rekal tomorrow. My heart was immediately so happy because my sister was generous to me.
My father went to the kitchen to carry out his activities as usual.
My sister and I started playing dolls at home. While Ibu Sarkom ntah, which to this day is not seen.
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