The Struggle of a Child
The commotion under the tree of inspirational flowers

"Tania! Don't try to mock, Liyan again. Just watch, if I hear again!" fikri threatened Tania.

"I'm surprised to see you. Why are you so defensive of him? Though, he's a tough guy, ugly, sick again, cih." Tania seemed to spit at me.

"Yes. I'm surprised to see you. Though 'kan, there are still many other students who are better than him," continued Ecy.

"I am, for example," continued Tania praising herself.

"As far as I am," Fikri replied indifferently and immediately left.

"Huh! You stupid kid. Free class leader," Tania grunted tightly.

"Why are you so upset?" ask Ecy. "Leave it! The important thing is that we are not friends with fools" continued Ecy to silence Tania's frustration.

"Yes too, anyway. They're not our level." Tania again quipped cynically.

"Hehehe!" Ecy laughed mockingly. "Hey, uh,

Tanias. Even if he sits under a tree. His life will never change. His life will remain the same, like this. So, there's no need for you to stop them from leaving" Ecy said pointing to my poor self.

"Yes, yeah! You're right, too, Ecy" Tania continued. "But Ecy, who knew it was true?!" tania said back to thinking.

"What is it really ?" ask Ecy to astonish.

"Yes, who knew that flower could change itself?!" Tania said while looking at me.

"That's just in the fairy tale" Ecy mocked.

"Haha!" Tania laughed with satisfaction mocking him. "Have him take a broomstick to bewitch himself, hahaha!" Tania laughed happily as if she did not feel guilty.

"Yes, that must be funny! Like Granny peot witch, hihihi!" They both laughed even more.

"You're satisfied, yes, now laughing at the helpless," Fikri scolded suddenly in.

"Let's go, Liyan, let's go!" take Widia suddenly. "Don't listen to them. They are bad people" Widia said as she pulled my arm.

"Yes," I replied accepting Widia's invitation.

We both walked towards the flower tree. Tania and Ecy, who were insulting and insinuating me, now we have left.

The sun that every moment bears witness to the journey of my life has not been seen until now. The morning dust that always gave off the wet smell that saw my sadness at this moment still followed me. These self-draining words, increasingly shouted to tears.

A beautiful paper flower tree is the only time this can be this heart-conditioning remedy. Under a lush and cool tree can swallow all the sadness and moaning hearts because of the endless reproach.

Even this weak foot, I swung to where we wanted. This tiny body that had not been able to heal was forced to train to be rigid every second.

Even so, but I still look a little lucky. Luck is still on my side. For example, I was surrounded by friends who loved me. Surrounded by my brother and Dad who always gave me spirit.

The test of life will never pass that easily moreover, it must end. He will continue to approach who he wants to stop by. He could have been a weak point or a teacher who taught me to be stronger and stronger. Trained me not to be whiny and be able to solve problems.

Every second and time, the test that comes my way does not make me look wasted. It even became a breath of strength for my mentality to stand firmly in the middle of the big waves that hit the ground.

Not long ago, Widia and I arrived under a flower tree that was an inspiration for my life. Where my friends have been waiting. Some stood up and some sat down.

"Liyan, you've been a long time. The bell will ring soon." Septiani walked up to me.

"You know where it's coming from?" my many.

"From Solihin," replied Septiani directly.

"What's? From Solihin." I looked at Solihin who was pretending not to listen.

"Yes. He said the bell would ring soon." Septiani again said while looking at Solihin who was talking to Rasyd.

"Eh, yes. Fikri where is ?" ask Widia.

"He's there." Solihin immediately answered Widia's question.

"He's not here" said Rasyd glancing at Septiani.

"Ooh! Widia and I just nodded after seeing Rasyd glare towards Septiani.

"Yes already! Don't talk about it anymore. Now I'm gonna sit down." I immediately dropped my tiny weak body on the small chunks of cement that Fikri had arranged first.

This chunk of cement is still neatly arranged, as before. I see no change in the slightest. Especially the chunks that I often sit on. This chunk looks the same, exactly facing the office door where many flowers look blooming and beautiful.

"My seat is still, yes! Like before." I saw the lump of cement I was sitting on.

"Clearly dong Liyan. Fikri' right, come here often," replied Rasyd.

"Fikri often sits here, huh?" my many.

"Yes" answered Rasyd. He often sits here. Moreover, if he was tired of being told by the teacher. He must be sitting here hiding." Solihin chimed in with all his heart.

"So, Fikri likes to play hide-and-seek as well" Septiani continued after hearing Solihin's statement. Septiani knotted sweetly as if he found a powerful weapon to fight Fikri if they quarreled. "Mmh! Then I have a weapon to fight him, hihihi !"septiani laughed with amusement.

"That fri is not ceaselessly causing trouble" my chirps stared straight at a stern.

"Yes Liyan. He likes to see us back up. That's what he said" Solihin continued.

"What?" I was surprised to hear it. Staring at Solihin for a moment.

"Yes. He said he missed standing in honor of the flagpole" Rasyd continued as if provoking my emotions. "Haha!" Rasyd laughed too.

"Have a son! If he wants to stand up. He stands alone" Widia said furiously.

"Yes, I don't want to accompany him again to stand up" interrupted Septiani.

"In fact, the break is still a long time away," continued Rasyd happily heating up Septiani.

Septiani's face turned into a burning fire. Highlight his sharp eyes staring straight wide.

"Fikri," I murmured in panic at seeing Septiani who was angry with Fikri.

While Fikri who was standing looked at Rasyd and Solihin who were laughing was satisfied because he had managed to make Septiani angry. "It will be a great war" Solihin said happily.

"Awas you, if until Fikri heard it. We can finish." Rasyd looked down at me.

"Liyan, what's wrong with you ?" ask Rasyd to astonish

"Fikri" I whispered slowly.

"Eh, um Liyan, why ?" solihin asked who had not realized the existence of Fikri.

"Fikri is goblok" said Rasyd loudly in Solihin's ear. "Gum!" Solihin immediately closed his mouth.

"Good, yeah! You rubbed me in front of my friends." Fikri looked at Solihin and approached him.

Solihin was surprised and immediately looked for a gap to dodge. "Eh, just a second! I'm going there first. I forgot that Mr. Duan called me." Solihin turned his body instantly blurred.

"Huh! The guy you came to ran away. You coward," cried Rasyd saw Solihin running away in tears.

"That you guys are hurting me, huh?" fikri asked Rasyd as if he didn't know.

"Mmh! ... ." Rasyd turned his mind to find a gap to avoid Fikri's question.

"Fikri, don't get mad at you're the class president" I said blocking Fikri from scolding Rasyd.

"Keep if I'm the class president, why?" asked Fikri again asking me.

"The class chief should be more patient" Septiani said.

"Septiani is right Fikri. You need to be more patient" I said.

"real friend. You're the idol class president. From first grade to third grade you always hold the rank of the class." Rasyd tried to captivate his outgoing laughter while embracing Fikri and raising his eyebrows.

"Lagian Liyan couldn't hear a loud voice" Widia said.

"Yes Fikri. I was scared by the loud noise," I said as I stared at Fikri.

"Certainly that?"fikri asked in surprise. "Why didn't anyone tell me from the beginning," continued Fikri looking at me.

"Ngapain should be told to you. Emang is as important as you are to Liyan,"heeled Septiani in a stern manner.

"Yes, I'm an important person, right" Fikri replied back. "I'm a class leader more important than you, hix," continued Fikri to throw away the face of Septiani.

"Fmale... ." Septiani immediately stopped his chatter.

"Daaahhhh!" said Fikri and Rasyd waving into the air leaving us.

"Liyan, look at your friend. Outrageous, who is he? Cih," Septiani resentfully vented her anger at me.

"You're nothing, anyway! Why did you take it out on Liyan. He's got nothing to do" Widia defended me.

Teng! Teng ! Teng!

The bell rang. Under the shady flower tree that used to be a tranquilizer for me, now the opposite is true. Wailing and swearing were clearly created under this flower tree. The calm I wanted to find here made a loud shout between Fikri and Septiani.

Sirna has been my joy today. Everything had become ashes that flew everywhere by the wind.

The satisfied laughter from Tania and Ecy was seen from afar. They whispered while pointing towards us and saw this fight happening. They seemed satisfied because indirectly their heartache had been avenged.

A smile was seen staring at me when we met. Tania and Ecy's faces were clearly mocking me.

"Rasain, you," cried Tania and Ecy to the satisfaction of dropping me.

While Widia and Septiani who were still beside me were still heard arguing. I who knew Tania and Ecy's painful words turned my face away from them immediately saw my two friends who were still fighting.

"Widia, Septiani is already! Stopit! I'm yelling. "Bel has sounded. We should take the line soon." I pulled both of their arms.

"Liyan, stop!" septiani shouted out to pull my hand away.

I was immediately shocked and stopped seeing Septiani being rude to me.

" Septiani," I muttered looking at him sharply.

"Liyan, if you want to march. Just line up there, alone!" septiani shouted hatefully.

"Septian! you're nothing, anyway!" widia shouted unhappily.

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