The Struggle of a Child
Look at Pudan

Fikri is increasingly confused as to what to answer from Miss Rosita's challenge. He was moving and acting like a lost person. Ms. Rosita is now like a test for him that must be answered correctly. If he is wrong, then he is finished. This tortured him even more and made him even more trapped.

Ms. Rosita's face was getting tighter looking at her who never gave an answer. "Fikri.." call Miss Rosita. Stared at.

Fikri Sontak. "Yes ma'am," she replied in surprise. He who was struck by confusion also squeezed his fingers with one hand stretched stiff on the right. Every now and then he threw a glance towards Rasyd wanting to ask for his help. However, Rasyd who was standing with him in front did not turn his head in the slightest.

I who watched them laughed amusedly in my heart at their ridiculous behavior. I just kept looking at them in knots. The two of them today have been able to help me forget the fear of the book I collected indirectly.

From Widia's stool, it turns out she witnessed the ridiculous behavior of Fikri and Rasyd. Fikri now seems to have run out of sense. He was silent until now after hearing the question and call of Bu Rosita who called his name with great emphasis.

Fikri seems to be waiting for a brilliant idea from Rasyd. The expectant face even more radiated clearly stared at the still ambiguous Rasyd and gawked after they arrived in front.

"Rashid... ." Colek Fikri on Rasyd. Glanced at Bu Rosita by moving her head slightly to the left.

Rasyd was further confused and panicked at Fikri's request. Rasyd occasionally stared at Fikri sharply as a sign of rejection.

"You guys were standing here, why, ha?" Miss Rosita who was curious mixed with pity asked. Turning sitting to the right side right looking right at Fikri and Rasyd. Ms. Rosita looked at them as if Ms. Rosita remembered what Rasyd said earlier. "What does your exam preparation look like?" asked Ms. Rosita more and more information.

Fikri and Rasyd looked nervous and did not dare to look at Ms. Rosita's face. They are increasingly entangled by their own ideas. All they could do in front of this moment was to stand still and grieve. So is the view, currently only the floor and their shoes are all they can see to bored.

"Damahi !" An amused laugh was implied in my heart so full that it emitted a radiant aura.

They are worried about saying or not. The movements of their lips were shaking as if they looked timid. Many times Ms. Rosita asked and did not get the answer.

They are funny, weird and silly. He said, wanting to help Solihin even they themselves were trapped standing willingly in front.

"Haha !" I was endlessly laughing until Widia reflex turned to me.

"Liyan, what's wrong with you?" ask Widia astonished.

"I'm funny to see Fikri and Rasyd" I replied with a laugh.

"Funny?" ask Widia astonished. Turning his eyeballs looked straight at Fikri and Rasyd. Widia gets more confused because after she sees him she finds nothing. He was increasingly confused by the gurat gawking face. "Liyan, I didn't find anything" he said in a soft voice mixed with disappointment.

"Haha !" I laughed more and more. "Widia, Fikri and Rasyd can't help Solihin, pttff!" I shut my mouth. "So, they stood alone in front without being told by Ms. Rosita," I continued with a voice mixed with laughter.

"Huh?" Widia was startled and turned her head immediately to see Fikri and Rasyd. "Hahaha, why are they so stupid ?" widia asked a little disappointed with laughter. "Fikri' right, her son is smart. He's usually good at making sense... ." Widia asked herself as well as me in amazement.

"I don't know either" I replied. Pulling lips thin. Manyun.

After we threw laughter at each other, we peeked at the bench we were sitting on. Widia and I were glued while gawking at the silly actions of the two of them.

"Bu Rosita' right, fierce," Widia cetus quietly. "There has never been a disciple who dared to be with him." Widia continued to gawk fixedly staring at Fikri and Rasyd as if she had not expected that her friend was that brave.

"Yes Widia, you're right" greeted me quietly. "I think they're just kidding me" I said. Staring at the two of them with the thought of not expecting that they were that close. While glancing at Bu Rosita who was sitting in front right on his stool.

Miss Rosita also pressured the two of them in front. "Fikri, said your friend Rasyd, you want to prepare for the exam." Miss Rosita is staring. "...what tests? Mom asked?!" Ms. Rosita further challenged the two of them by asking that question again.

"Semesterly test, ma'am," replied Fikri spontaneously straightforwardly. Staring at the floor.

"Supply...?" Miss Rosita asked increasingly astonished. Looking at the circular clock in his hand then gazed back towards Solihin, Tania and Ecy.

"Three of you, let no one move there and move here!" reprimand Miss Rosita firmly.

Solihin and I who heard it turned to look at Ms. Rosita after hearing her reprimand.

Solihin just silently looked at Bu Rosita and he turned his gaze back from Bu Rosita to improve his punishment as best as possible. I also saw Solihin who occasionally cast his gaze towards Fikri and Rasyd. Solihin seemed sorry to see Fikri and Rasyd who were stuck with their own ideas.

Ms. Rosita, she remains relaxed and does not worry too much about Fikri and Rasyd. His indifferent and indifferent attitude made Fikri and Rasyd stand willingly.

"Kids! Listen, we're gonna have a test in a minute. So, you guys don't play much. Studying hard at home. Fix your grades this semester. Let you go up to class and get ranked" said Ms. Rosita in a loud and loud voice. "Otherwise, this is my lesson. It is easy but the way to find the answer is quite complicated. So, you should practice at home a lot, working on the things we've learned." Miss Rosita looked at us one by one. "Mom does not want, if you are in this exam there will be a value that is not good... ." Ms. Rosita immediately turned her head to look at me as if she reminded me. "...let alone until the value, zero," said Bu Rosita full of emphasis with a loud tone of voice. He turned his gaze away from me and looked at the other students.

Miss Rosita looked back at the clock in her hand and then she turned her head to look at her student who was standing in front, there were five people. Sontak Bu Rosita also had a chance to laugh amusedly when the look in his eyes saw Fikri and Rasyd. Ms. Rosita who was mixed with laughter, lowered her gaze to look at the floor with a face curl holding a little laugh.

"When do you want to stand, hm?" Miss Rosita again asked turning her head to look at Fikri and Rasyd.

"Mom, said Fikri until Solihin sat down," answered Rasyd spontaneously who was already sultry to face Fikri. Pouty.

"Huh?" Rosita was surprised. "Gum!" Miss Rosita also held a silent laugh with a sweet knotted face.

"Haha !" All the students including myself and Widia laughed. However, Widia and I immediately stopped laughing and tightened their lips.

"Solihin has not been able to sit down, " said Ms. Rosita with a voice mixed with a little laughter. "...the hours of this lesson are still long," said Bu Rosita as if to give a challenge to Fikri.

The extremely upset Rasyd grew even more careless. He and Fikri instead retreated backwards taking a neat position to stand up. I who saw them from my stool laughed more and more in my heart.

Miss Rosita was getting sweet today. He is notoriously fierce and likes to make a loud voice today he looks not like himself.

"Fikri, you're the class leader" Ms. Rosita explained. "...lantas why do you want to stand?" ask Miss Rosita to know.

Fikri was increasingly trapped and very confused to say honestly or quietly. His face was panicking. Today he looks like a fool. Stand alone, be quiet and give no reason at all.

"Mom, he wants to accompany Solihin on his feet," Rasyd said straightforwardly. Staring at Fikri with his tight face.

"Certain Fikri? What did your friend say?" ask Ms. Rosita back . Massage chest.

Fikri who heard it still remained lowered and stood straight. "If anything, the class president is like this?" sindir Bu Rosita asked who he was. Boost. "So the five of you stand there!" Said Miss Rosita indifferently. "If you're tired, please sit down!" bu Rosita's advice on Fikri and Rasyd. Glances. "But if you're strong, it's okay. Stand till the bell rings" said Ms. Rosita. Looking back to the front and pulling his lips as if massaging his chest.

After everything happened today. Both from Solihin, Tania and Ecy. Nor from the silliness made by Fikri has colored these days into a day full of interesting moments. Where the uniqueness of each of my friends makes me so cheerful. Their insanity and the insanity of my life which is full of obstacles in friendship and in the life I live makes me a happy child above all. Be it happiness mixed with sorrow or happiness that just comes. It was not an obstacle for me to keep laughing and standing strong.

Just like Fikri who never tired of sacrificing for his best friend even though the sacrifice looks ridiculous and unreasonable. He never cared about the one whispering beside him at all. He'd rather be ashamed than be separated from his best friend. That's what I saw from Fikri. Today it happened to him. Where Rasyd who grumbled and surly and put a tight face saw it. However, even Fikri he never dodged and so did Rasyd he never wanted to selfishly take care of himself. He is also the same as Fikri put the number one friend in comparison to his ego. This is what is created in our six friendships. This forced me to remain calm even though Septiani and Widia had been cold and no longer considered me.

But I never stayed away from them.

Not to mention with Miss Rosita who was so shook her head to see her very strange behavior. Fikri never dodged. He kept silent and placed his feet on the mute floor he stepped on.

Gradually Fikri and Rasyd shifted to the right where Solihin stood. Fikri also put his shoulder next to Solihin as well as Rasyd. Finally, the three of them met a glance and laughed sumringah.

Solihin who was silent like a statue is no longer. Seen from his face that had sparkled and widened his smile.

Widia and I immediately smiled from our bench when they saw the three of them laughing at each other. Solihin who was still lifting one leg and pulling his ears felt calm now. While Fikri and Rasyd with their silly behavior followed, as Solihin did that is, lifting their legs and pulling both their ears.

They laughed at their stupid and silly behavior. I kept watching them shake little as if massaging my chest looking at the silliness of Fikri and Rasyd.

"Liyan, the three of them are indeed a package, huh?!" chirps Widia in my ear. Sumringa.

"Yes," I answered seeing Widia sitting on the bench right next to my stool.

Widia's been cold this week. Today he was so happy to talk to me as if he had never hated me, let alone been cold. His chatter about Fikri and Rasyd seemed to be a smooth bridge for us to make friends, like we used to be. I still keep looking at him. Sometimes I pull a smiley lip looking at her and then for a moment I forget our disagreement.

"Liyan, this is just a friend," said Widia spontaneously. "Fikri turned out to want to, yes stand with Solihin," said Widia.

"Yes, I think he doesn't want to" I replied in a flat tone. Away from Widia.

Slowly the memory flashed before me again. Where Widia had been cold to me, she even bought the book "Five Sekawan. I immediately came to my senses and threw away hope. Widia and Septiani might want to be friends with me again. I glanced at Widia intently without her knowing.

I looked down like a sick person. Roll up with an unfamiliar attitude towards me for this one week.

Widia's babbling doesn't stop. He still told me like we were friends before. "Liyan, I want us to be friends, like this until anytime," said Widia who slipped.

I was surprised to see him back. I think Widia said that seriously or she doesn't remember that we've been a little tenuous.

Highlight my eyes increasingly attached to look at him with a face full of question marks.

Over time Widia too, speechless and aware. After he found out I didn't respond to what he said. She looked down as if she was ashamed of me or she had noticed. I kept asking in my heart when I saw her who was back in silence.

"Widia, we'll definitely be friends forever, really," I said in a soft tone of voice. Looking and feeling a little foreign.

Widia just grinned. He seemed reluctant to be friends with me again. His face that was radiant when telling a story now immediately turned flat and cold. Widia couldn't have been that easy to forgive me if I didn't want to repay Septiani's treatment to me. I know Widia hates Septiani a lot because of her harsh words of time towards me.

I'm worried about the future. I slowly locked my mouth and closed my eyeballs from her. I now look like a child thirsting for affection and attention. It's so heartbreaking of me that the only friend I have doesn't care about me anymore.

Geck! Geck! Geck!

Sontak Bu Rosita hit his desk with a pen. We also included me immediately woke up from daydreams and looked up to see Miss Rosita.

"So, when did you guys visit Pudan?" ask Miss Rosita. Look at all the students in the classroom.

"We don't know, ma'am," the other replied.

"That's the class president's job," another sneer.

Sontak Bu Rosita also turned half her seat to look at Fikri with a gaze as if asking.

"Go back to school, Mom," replied Fikri as he raised one leg and held both ears.

I immediately turned to look at Fikri and smiled back as I looked back at his ridiculous manner.

"Don't forget to ask Pudan, when will he go back to school ?" ask Miss Rosita. Turning his head looked at us with his half-sloped seat facing towards Fikri and the others.

"Mom we just came to see, didn't we?" ask Septiani.

"Bawak your hands, son," replied Ms. Rosita in a flat tone of voice. Sighs.

"What do you bring, Mom?" ask Tania from the front. Cut out.

"Bring fruit or bread" replied Miss Rosita. Twisting half her body saw Tania.

The same Tania as Solihin circled around in small circles to relieve his Tiredness from standing on one leg. Sometimes he lowered his legs to relieve fatigue without being noticed by Ms. Rosita.

Ecy does the same thing, like Tania. He also turned out to lower his legs with a fun time that is, long enough than Tania did.

"Don't you not see Solihin again!" exclaim Miss Rosita firmly. Looking back at the circular watch while glancing towards his student who was standing in front of the class.

"Yes Ma'am," Rasyd replied in a raucous tone of voice.

"We will bring oranges, ma'am," Septiani replied from his stool.

"Gnob?!" ecy said with a mockery of asking.

"That's an asem," said Tania. Stand up.

"Are you guys gonna bring oranges?" ask Ms. Rosita to make sure. Looking closely mixed seriously.

"Yes Mom. Because Pudan likes oranges, Mom," replied Fikri who was still listening to Ms. Rosita's question.

"Again, Mom. Oranges often eat the same as sick people," said Rasyd. Sok knows.

" Who said?" asked Solihin who was already standing up. Lowering his legs to catch his breath.

"My mother" answered Rasyd directly. Closing his eyes, looking at the floor.

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