The Struggle of a Child
Own line
I was so satisfied to see Mr. Sukri had kept his mouth shut. The book and other contents I put back in the bag and buttoned it.
"I'm done, sir," I said, getting up and standing with my bag.
"Hm! Now take the garbage basket and cite all the rubbish scattered about!" pinta pak Sukri's.
The deg!
Gluey!
My eyes instantly widened with an irregular heartbeat. Swallowed with a pale face.
"Why see me ?" ask Mr. Sukri defiantly.
Reflex I dropped a quick look at the ground.
"That's an additional punishment because you didn't mention the contents of your pen city" he said plainly.
Huh!
I immediately sighed softly mixed with limp while massaging my chest to see Pak Sukri who was getting more happy playing with me. Mr. Sukri is really testing patience.
"Okay sir" I replied with a heavy heart.
I also picked up a trash basket located near the fence. Slowly mixed lazily I swing my legs by being forced to walk carrying a basket and quote the garbage scattered a little due to the wind.
I walked over while glancing at the children who filled the ranks neatly. The children are seen standing in front of their respective classes neatly.
I also did not forget to glance at the other line of children. Exactly the line where my sister is. The eyeballs kept me looking around so I could find my sister.
At a glance, suddenly stopped right at the gaze of Fikri and Widia.
The deg!
I panicked even more when they saw me who was not as usual. Their glances also occasionally spun up and down looking at my face and looking at the hand that was holding the basket.
Shame mixed with anxiety this is what I feel today, when trapped in the eyes of two friends who see it. I also reflexively turned my eyes away from them and lowered my head. Turning around pretending like they don't know it.
Walking closer to the tree that is most affected by yellow and green leaves is also due to the flapping of bird wings that perch. The leaves are scattered quite a lot of this I quoted according to the orders of the school guard.
I dropped my body crouching on the ground while putting the basket beside me and then I shifted to quote. One by one leaf I quote and put it in the basket.
A medium green basket, now filled with leaves and also some plastic snacks tucked under the fence. The white painted school fence also looks dirty a little because of sticky garbage due to the wind.
I very seriously quoted him while listening to the loud screaming voices of the leader of the line. The loud sound seemed to sharpen past my eardrum.
"Liyan, are you ready?" ask Mr. Sukri. Standing suddenly beside me.
"A little more, sir," I replied. Glanced at the end of his shoes.
"Clean everything! No one misses a single leaf, let alone plastic," he said.
"Yes sir" I replied with a nod of guilt.
I was so upset and upset today because it was my first day at school late after all my time in school.
I kept quoting rubbish until nothing was left behind. This punishment was one that embarrassed me when I met Fikri and Widia.
At first glance, looking at me, I found the two of them lined up neatly in the left row. I immediately lowered my head to cover my face with a branch of a tree that slightly protruded downwards that was densely leafy. Slowly I moved away from their vision.
"Liyan, quote cleanly!" yelled Mr. Sukri from far away.
I was surprised to see him in person. "Yes sir," I said from under the tree, citing leaves and candy garbage with the right hand, followed by the left hand holding the basket while glancing at Pak Sukri who was guarding in front of the fence.
This father did not tire of reprimanding and reminding repeatedly about garbage. Not too much trash made my tiny body tired as well.
I am so happy to see myself today. I got up and left the tree and threw the trash in its place. Tired of being mixed up has drained energy and mind. Rubbish that makes dirty fingers is no longer visible on the ground. Under the tree was clean.
"There's nothing left in the basket, is there?" ask Mr. Sukri again from afar. Shine a sharp eye.
"No, sir," I replied putting the garbage basket in the place that was, on the school fence right at the security post Sukri sir.
" Can I get in line now, sir?" ask with a hopeful request.
"cannot yet. You're late. So, according to the rules you have to stand behind your friend's line and make a new line" said Mr. Sukri with emphasis on telling.
I went back to limp mixed with disappointment. The forehead then tightly furrowed to hear it and saw the line of my friends and my place that had to stand behind them in the new line.
Mr. Sukri is a bitch today. He was too following what the rules of this school ordered. I really hate to see him punish me based on school rules.
The new rules that made me ashamed and foreign to stand alone in my own line. I also swung my legs listening to Mr. Sukri's words. This line I'm going to make will perpetuate my name as a bad boy. It just kept spinning in my mind. In the line I am forming right now.
Shamefully mixed with regret I straightened my feet because if I did not do it maybe Mr. Sukri would punish me again. Slowly I glanced around to see Mr. Sukri standing near the fence just far behind. The ears also sharply heard the laughter of Tania and Ecy. Laughter that seemed to be full of ridicule and insults was roaring in the air mixed with the wind that blew.
Little by little I took my eyes off sir Sukri looking at Tania and Ecy after their laughter pierced through the eardrum.
I grew pale mixed in worry after seeing the truth. The two of them were very happy to insult and insult me, a fixed gaze staring at them as if saying that correctly. In accordance with the reality all this time it memengengalam. So, I can clearly shoot him right away.
Today was the beginning of my lesson after the rain that I took yesterday after school.
The trip that visited Pudan's house still imprints on my memory. Where it was the beginning I got hatred from my sister.
"The line's disbanded!" shouted Fikri who was our leader today. He also saw me crouching with a garbage basket. Walking to and fro dragging the basket citing the trash.
"Liyan, why are you marching there?" asked Rasyd dumbfounded.
"I don't know where to line?" I looked at Rasyd asking. Hiding from him.
Widia reflexively turned her head after hearing my voice. "Liyan, 'will be late, '" said Widia spontaneously.
I immediately heard it. I didn't think Widia was that easy to say. I also immediately widened my eyes to see them at once. Rasyd is just like me. He suddenly became confused in disbelief. While Tania and Ecy immediately turned the glance towards me.
I instantly pale into shock when the two balls said we met a glance.
"They will surely mock me," I murmured softly whispering in the empty air.
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