The Struggle of a Child
My little self in the eyes of my best friend

"Look cold how?" ask the unbelieving Fikri.

"Widia just shut up to Liyan. I think they were fighting," said Rasyd quietly as he waited for Fikri who was getting ready to collect books as well.

The two of them kept whispering. I who accidentally heard it glanced at them unconsciously by the two of them. My two neutrals stared silently at the footsteps of those who crossed my desk. Highlight my eyes as if they could read every step of their foot if the swing of the step had known my dispute with Widia. Traces that still imprint where might just disappear, I thought. It took a tremendous amount of hard work to remove the trail that has been recording this debate.

Quickly or the sheets will all be over. Either it ends with a good story or a bad story. These two statements are still a mystery that I have to solve even though they look difficult. Everything is still ambiguous because the path I take is different. Septiani is my friend who is too hard and likes to remember past events both that slice his heart and that please his soul. Another with Widia who is difficult to guess. Widia her son is exactly like me me meekly. Sometimes he is forgiving and sometimes difficult.

I was getting stronger and it felt really hard to hold on. Widia and I who always go and go home from school together are now the first strangers to get to know. Distance was created between us. The lightness was clearly visible in these eyes.

I sat down with him as if refusing to forget, if we do not get along now.

"Widia, Miss Dona asked you, didn't she?!" ask me to vent.

Widia's face turned sour when she heard my voice. "No," he answered tightly without turning his head.

"So Ms. Dona asked about my biodata, to me," I told Widia.

"Then, what does this have to do with me?" ask Widia who thinks it is not important to him.

I immediately fell silent feeling embarrassed because what I said to Widia was not so important to her. I immediately realized that I and Widia were very different. We're just strangers who don't have any blood ties. This made me realize that our closeness was only a friend between my father and his father and also just a classmate. All of that there must be a limit to the distance of a strong separator that is, me and he is nobody. I kept searching for the truth that I could not deny.

"Yes, I know" I replied. "Nothing," I continued to close these pale lips tightly.

The pain returned to this heart. The crystal grains fell down clearly on the white sheet of the book. The tremors of bated lips were now screaming in a mute heart.

Today I feel alone no friends accompany me. The joy that I had only felt for a few days is now gone. It was all over and burned to ashes by the emotions that came out so quickly. The anger that envelops this soul to let out more and more unstoppable fire. Cheers filled the quiet classroom.

Piasan still scratches Widia's face when I get a glimpse of her. A tangled frown was clearly scratched on his lips.

Widia and I are real enemies right now.

It was the beginning of the day that kept me distracted and inevitably I had to accept it with pleasure.

"Yes, Mom."

Suddenly I heard the voice of Fikri and Rasyd who were mutually unpretentious in front of Dona's desk. I raised my head and looked at them with question marks. They both look seriously responded to what was delivered by Dona ma'am.

I was getting curious and wanted to know immediately what the three of them were discussing.

"They still talk. Seriously," I murmured slowly.

My eyes were still on the three of them. "Yes Mom. Well, ma'am," that's all I can hear from their conversation. I thought I was floating around remembering Dona's mom who asked for my bio. He said, my biodata there is a little obscurity. So he told me to make a new biodata.

"Then I'll wait for tomorrow" Dona told Fikri and Rasyd.

"Okay, ma'am" replied the two of them. Now they both turn their bodies back to the bench.

"Kids, the tasks are all collected, right?" ask Miss Dona to tidy up a book for her to judge. "This in the future I will often give you training because we will soon want to test" said Miss Dona.

"When are we testing, ma'am?" ask Septiani.

"Most likely in these weeks," replied Dona. "Mom told your friends Fikri and Rasyd to take down your names" Dona said. "Actually, who wants to. If he doesn't want to not."

"Mom, take notes for what?" solihin and Tania.

"Solihin don't ask too many questions just finish your task. Your voice is not here yet collected." Ms. Dona turned Solihin's question over.

"Mom, what exactly is it for?" ask Tania back.

"There's something I want to see from you guys" said Ms. Dona in secret.

"What is Mom?" tanya Ecy and Septiani are curious.

"Just finish your job first. The time is up. If that problem. There will be another time" said Dona to close the conversation.

"All right, ma'am" replied some of the students.

While Fikri and Rasyd who had assumed the mandate of Dona immediately asked, what is my real name.

"Liyan, what's your name?" ask Fikri from behind.

"My name ?" I answered again asking in surprise. "My name is Liyan" I said directly.

"No" replied Fikri. "Your name, who?" ask Fikri again tell.

"Mmh! My name is Liyan Laiyina," I replied directly. "If it's your next-door friend?" ask Fikri.

"I don't know" I replied.

"If your biodata?" rasyd's asking cut the conversation.

"Biodataku's. What's it for ?" my many.

"Tomorrow, yes," said Rasyd without responding to my question.

Rasyd did the same. But each of them trusts given are different.

"Yes, I heard," Widia said flatly. "But I don't know what it's for" he continued. "Do you know what it's for?" widia asked.

"Engga," I answered while shaking.

"Then why did you tell him your real name, if you didn't know what it was for?" chirps Widia threw me a question.

"So I saw Fikri and Miss Dona talking seriously. Suddenly as soon as Fikri sat on his stool, he immediately asked for my real name." I gave my reasons to Widia.

"So, because of that," Widia said again.

"Yes," welcome me.

"You're! Did you hear what Miss Dona asked for ?" ask Widia.

"So, Miss Dona said it, Widia," I said.

"Yes it." Widia was silent as if she had lost to shame.

"You didn't hear it, did you?" my many.

"Hey! Widia, hurry up and say, what's your real name?!" Fikri urged Widia by force.

"Propsy. Don't push my stool, it hurts to know!" peekik Widia held her tone.

"Haha!" Rasyd laughs. "Fikri, out of Septiani's quarrel now she's fighting with Widia. Tomorrow his quarrelling friend is certain, Liyan. ptfff," Rasyd held an amused laugh looking at us.

"Heh, shut up! Don't talk too much. Appreciate me. I'm the class leader" Fikri sneered bitterly.

"Listen to my name, yes!" widia said with great emphasis interrupting the conversation of Fikri and Rasyd. "My name is Widia Aubrey." Widia was silent for a moment staring at Fikri. "Oh, yeah! There was no re-broadcast for a second time" Widia said, throwing her glance away from Fikri.

"Hey!!! Widia, you don't have to make a point like that. Slowly, we heard it too! You girls, freak!" rasyd's grieving.

When I heard it, I could only gulp and hope it wouldn't be long or lengthened from one of them. The situation is getting more difficult and heated. Actually I would love to step in to resolve the complicated feud that is going on in this body of friendship because it all started with me. It was from me that Widia disapproved of to apologize to Septiani. Now it has become so gloomy and chaotic that there is no path of illumination until this very second. However, I had no strong contribution because they no longer considered me to be in this friendship. I am now just a stranger who has stopped by for a while. There is no right for me to interfere in this matter.

As small as I am now in the eyes of all my friends, even I should also be able to cover it from our class leader. As much as I can, this poor man did not open his mouth to anyone until no one knew.

At the moment Widia is still talking to me but that does not mean everything has improved as before, it is a big mistake.

"Liyan, who are you going home with?" widia asked me who never asked like that.

"I don't know" I replied.

"Ooh!" Widia then shut up and took the next textbook. He no longer asked that question until the end.

I'm getting stronger when there's a derastic change in Widia towards me. I can only remove the chest of patient restraint over what befell today.

"Widia, who are you going home with?" aska I want to know.

"I went home with the others. We have a new game" Widia replied with a chuckle.

It seems, Widia this time was a little dishonest with me. That was what was on my mind when I saw his face when I spoke to me.

"Dian, Widia. Tomorrow don't forget to bring your bio" Rasyd said.

"Widia, don't forget to remind Liyan tomorrow!" funnier Fikri.

"Liyan couldn't possibly remember. She must remember?!" widia said gently.

"Yes, yeah. You were right all this time, right, Liyan was always the one to remind us not to be naughty anymore" ledek Fikri happily.

"You're mocking me, yeah! You know I don't remember anything." I stared down softly.

"Haha ! Liyan, I'm not mocking you. Don't be angry with me, yes" pinta Fikri while pulling her ear as punishment for herself who has taunted me.

"Myan ... ." Rasyd was silent.

"Fici, Rashd! What are you doing on your bench. I am still sitting here and not out yet. The four of you are noisy there." cried Miss Dona stared intently.

"You're also Liyan. You said it was still sick, but it was a fuss there!" screams Miss Dona firmly.

"Curtain, rasain! So don't be a mentel. Heh!" Widia grinned at me with deep hatred.

Call me down immediately. A loud punch had just landed on my pale innocent face. He had just silenced this bitter mouth so it was hard to utter a word. Worries were immediately implied in the depths of my heart. I'm worried that this will continue into the future.

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