The Struggle of a Child
Tear Shoe

" Mom now his bio has been collected" Septiani said. "So, what's that for, Mom?" tanyanya wants to know.

"This is just to fill your bio. How to know your bio is wrong. That's all it is!" said Ms. Dona with great emphasis. "Oh, yes Fikri." Ms. Dona is putting the biodata together. "Has it all been collected?" asked Bu Dona to look at Fikri who was standing.

"Already, Mom," replied Fikri directly.

"Now go sit on your bench!" exclaim Miss Dona.

Fikri immediately turned his body and walked to his stool. His calm face looked straight ahead along with firm steps.

As usual we always do the tasks given by Ms. Dona when she has entered the class. All of the students in the class were busy with their duties. Not a single sound was heard while doing the task. All students or I look relaxed doing all the tasks given.

I was happy to prepare everything without any mistakes. As good as possible I do it sincerely and patiently until my task is completed on time.

The poetry lesson is not finished yet. There's so much more we have to finish. One by one the tasks we were working on were so piling up because soon we would face the test.

Throughout the class completing the task there was not the slightest sound heard. I am too serious to do it occasionally raise my head looking for a voice that will be heard even if only for a moment.

"Kids! There are some of your unfinished biodata written down," Ms. Dona said loudly while setting it aside elsewhere.

The whole student and I turned their heads to look at each other while asking themselves. I don't change it from them either. I feel the same way. I'm so worried that what Miss Dona says is my own bio. My face immediately turned to panic. I also stared straight at the approaching anxiety.

The biodata I brought before being handed over to Ms. Dona over and over again I read so confidently that it couldn't be wrong, I thought. The fingers holding the pencil now feel weak . I was also worried about myself for the biodata. But if you remember my father. He couldn't have written the surviving biodata.

My mind was spinning like an eyeball in sight right now. The spirit that was spilled earlier when I wrote has now been lost in an instant made by Ms. Dona who said the biodata from us is still incomplete.

All the students sounded like they felt that the wrong biodata was their own.

"Is that my biodata?" ask one of my friends a little slowly.

"Yes, I'm also afraid that the biodata is mine" he said anxiously.

"This again! There's already an old man's name. There's another guardian name" complained Miss Dona. "Who's this?" Ms. Dona saw it and read the biodegrad. "Liyan?!" ma'am Dona said softly a little sounding in my ear clearly.

I immediately turned back with trembling. The panicked face immediately adorned my cute plain face. My fingers could no longer hold a pencil, nor even write.

"That's yours?" Widia asked a little and raised her head looking at me question markingly.

"I don't know. I forget," I replied directly with concern approaching and made me lose my spirit.

Widia was just a manyun, shaking a little lip, nodding to believe what I said. He immediately rolled back his gaze to see Bu Dona who was still frowning reading our biodata.

"There are still people who do not understand about biodata," said Ms. Dona with a disappointed face.

I who was a little careless to throw a glance from Miss Dona made me even more anxious. The biodata that I thought was right now hinders my relief that I had gathered.

"Liyan, who wrote your bio?" asked Fikri whispering in my ear from behind.

"Yes Liyan. Why is something wrong?" ask Rasyd who sat down with Fikri.

"My father," I replied slowly a little bitterly.

"Did your father not know anything about biodata?" rasyd asked again in curiosity.

"I think Liyan's father knows. How could he not know," said Fikri.

"You're right, if you don't know where the bio report might exist" Widia said.

I'm getting into a dilemma. Miss Dona, who I stared at from the tail of my eyes, was still looking at the biodata that had been written. One by one he took the paper and read it and then he put it right next to him neatly. He just kept checking it so that there was no mistake in charging our biodata later.

"Here you guys don't talk too much in the back, yeah!" reprimand Bu Dona. "Finish your work until it's all right!" exclaim Bu Dona while reading the next biodata.

"Mom, if it's true we can't 'Mom" Solihin said.

"Hm!" Miss Dona just cleared her throat. He did not take Solihin seriously at all.

"There are some people you want to call ahead" Ms. Dona said with a face-to-face gesture relieved to have finished reading all of our biodata. "... the person I wanted to call the first was Liyan," said Ms. Dona raising her head to look at my desk.

The deg!

Suddenly I was shocked and my heart felt like it was coming out. My gaze reflexively stared at Bu Dona who called my name on purpose. Instantly this clear eyeball widened without any direction ordered.

The book that was in front of me immediately left after hearing Miss Dona say my name. My writing spirit is also now reduced. The shame that I will face in front of my friends later is now increasingly shrouding this weak self.

I was even more afraid that I would be embarrassed in front of all my friends made by Tania and Ecy just because my little biodata was wrong.

Tania and Ecy were too fond of mocking and reproaching myself who was born from a poor family and from a paddle pedicab child.

I was worried and unsettled sitting on my stool. Worries also made me turn my head to look at Tania and Ecy who were sitting across from me at one table. They were so happy to laugh with the little talk in sight. I saw it as if asking if they did not hear what Miss Dona said earlier.

The thought continued to be kept in my own confidence that Tania and Ecy had not heard of it at all. However, in an instant I immediately brushed off my still ambiguous belief that I did not know the truth about this. Did Tania and Ecy hear it ?

"Gum!" Widia cleared her throat as if she knew what I was thinking. He tried to wake me up from a daydream full of mysteries that had not been clearly revealed. This grew in my mind and caused me to worry especially about myself.

After I heard Widia Deheman who I accidentally realized so saved me from the gaze of Bu Dona who had just seen me.

"Liyan, come forward!" pinta Bu Dona firmly.

Without giving a reply or answer from Miss Dona. I woke up to Miss Dona who called me. When I got in front of Dona's desk. I stood up and looked straight at Bu Dona who had been waiting for me.

"This is your biod?" Ms. Dona swung a piece of paper right at me.

I who was a little nervous stared at the sheet of paper and noticed the writing seen by me at the beginning and read it in my heart. "Yes, ma'am" I replied.

Ms. Dona looked back at the paper over and over again as if Ms. Dona was looking, like turning back to see her "Who wrote this, Liyan?" ask Miss Dona.

"My father, ma'am" I replied.

"Your father?" ma'am Dona asked with emphasis on looking at me with the glare of her sharp eyes. Ms. Dona was silent and looked back at the biodata. "There are two women's names... ." Ms. Dona stared fixedly at the frown as if she was still confused. "... this... whose name is one?" tanyakanya. "... Especially the guardian, this!" Ms. Dona pointed at the paper with great emphasis that she placed on the table.

I who was trembling mixed in panic replied in a soft tone of voice that looked a little nervous. "That's my mother's name, ma'am." I stared at the forefinger of Ms. Dona who pointed to the name of the guardian who was none other than Genghis.

"That's the name of your next mother?" ask Miss Dona.

"Yes, Mom," I replied. Staring down while looking towards Tania and Ecy at a glance.

Today I don't know, did Tania and Ecy see and listen to everything about me? It was more and more urging me to cover it up tightly with a slow tone of voice regarding this.

"Then, is this your Mom and Dad's name?" ask Miss Dona later.

"Yes, ma'am" I replied again.

"If you're not mistaken your mother's dead, right?" asked Miss Dona with deep eyes.

"Your mother's name is beautiful too" continued Ms. Dona as if praising her with a faint smile. "Sit down!" exclaim Bu Dona directly.

I bowed respectfully in response and then I turned my back to sit on my stool.

When I get to the bench and sit down. Ms. Dona called the other students back to ask Ms. Dona questions about the biodata, just like she did to me.

Widia who saw me was sitting on the bench. "Liyan, did Bu Dona ask you what?" Widia looked at me with curiosity.

"Bu Dona asked about the name of the guardian my father made in my bio," I replied seeing Widia at a glance.

"Ooh, I don't know what?" Widia nodded questioning into her own curiosity.

I looked back at the book in front of me while listening to what Widia said.

Teng! Teng! Teng!

No matter how long we who were orderly and disciplined in the classroom did not hear that the bell had rung.

"Kids! Who wants to play please!" said Ms. Dona.

I looked up at Bu Dona who said he was still sitting on his stool.

"Let's play!"take Fikri while walking past to see me and Widia.

"Eh, yes. Wait, yes," said Widia keeping her books in a bag. "Come Liyan!" invite Widia to turn her gaze right at me who is standing right beside me.

"Yes, wait a minute!" my reply saw Widia and also saw Fikri who had passed first come out.

Widia and I went straight out of class leaving Miss Dona who was still sitting sweetly with the book she read on the bench.

Finally, Widia and I entered the cafeteria that had been many in the crowd of other children first came to the canteen. Septiani who is still my best friend is seen standing alone waiting for Widia. "How long is it ?" ask Septiani to Widia.

"I'm again composing a book," Widia replied flatly.

I who passed Septiani into the cafeteria did not receive any reprimand from my friend. Septiani threw away my eyes. He's still hurting with me because Fikri is so considerate and worried about me rather than him.

This is what made our friendship break. This is also what makes my relationship with Widia feel cold until now. Widia wants to talk to me. But that doesn't mean he has fully considered me the best friend I was.

I walk side by side with Widia. Seeing Widia's indifferent attitude in answering Septiani's question. Today I can see that Widia's attitude towards me is not much different towards Septiani either. Widia is a hard child to forgive, let alone the type of child who harbors. This is what makes my hope even thinner to accept the apology from Widia.

Long benches displayed in the cafeteria neatly seen already filled by children who work and sit casually. Tania and Ecy were seen sitting on the bench as well while sipping ice candles.

I who stood together with Widia looked at the two of them who were chatting with fun.

"Liyan, I'll go first, yeah!" pamit Widia to me.

I also looked directly at him. "Where are you going?" aska I want to know.

"You don't need to know," Widia replied indifferently.

Widia still wants to talk to me. But it was just an ordinary friend. Not as it usually seems today. Where Widia wants to go on her own without telling me at all. All this time I know and often experience if Widia wants to leave. He would definitely take me and never want to leave me alone. But lately everything is inversely proportional. Widia who became my loyal friend in any case now left me alone amidst Septiani's hatred.

"Widia, can I come with you?" my many. Looking at Widia who threw away my face.

"No," Widia replied spontaneously.

Instantly I was surprised to be silent, like being struck by lightning in broad daylight. Widia's unexpected answer had discouraged me from smiling, as usual.

Widia's indifference now makes me a child who has no one left.

Shut up and stand up is all I can do to accompany my solitude at school. Widia's hard footsteps stomping the earth made me turn my head to look at the children enjoying snacks in the canteen.

"Liyan," said someone from behind me.

"Yes,"myjob.

The kreeerkkk!

Suddenly I was shocked when I heard a voice from below. The voice was not so far away from me, even it felt like it was coming from myself.

Slowly I anxiously looked down at the source of the voice I had heard.

Ha!" I was hysterically screaming in my heart when I saw the sound coming from my torn shoes as a result of tripping on a nail stuck in the canteen doorpost.

Suddenly, these eyes glazed over to see him. The sadness that comes out can no longer be contained by me. The groan slowly in my heart cried out more and more lamenting my torn shoes.

"Liyan, your shoes are torn, yes, hahaha !" tejek Tania laughed. Standing near me.

"What a pity," Ecy's chimed in with a scathing movement of her lips.

"Children of the poor yes, it is like this" said Tania. "... His shoes must have been weathered... ." Tania looked down at the shoes with a grin.

"Haha !" Ecy laughed loudly. "The name is also cloth shoes, pffttt," Ecy said freely. Holding laughter.

"Eeehh, that's why Ecy. You just donate those old shoes to him." Tania looked at me with a mocking face. Grins.

"Satuku Tania? My shoes should not be loved by the poor, said my mother," Ecy told me.

"Why?" tanya Tania wanted to know.

"Because my mother said the poor person will be addicted if it is loved once," said Ecy. Sok knows. "In addition to that, he's a pedicab boy," Ecy's reproach gets spicy. Stared at.

"Haha !" Tania laughed satisfied.

"Otherwise my shoes are expensive... "Ecy was getting more and more fond of insulting because I wasn't so worthy to wear expensive shoes even when they were used.

I don't deserve that because I'm a less fortunate kid. Ecy's words accidentally opened my eyes wide.

"But didn't you ever say you wanted to give Liyan your old shoes?" tanya Tania reminded Ecy again.

Instantly Ecy was silent looking at me. " 'And I told you...My mother doesn't allow my shoes to be in love with others" Ecy said with great emphasis. Stare at me with disgust.

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