TWENTY
SEASON DUAN ~ One Day With Iren

"So from this material anyone wants to ask?" I asked the ninth graders I taught.

Most of them just kept quiet and didn't ask. Obviously, they probably did not listen to me because they were engrossed in their own activities. Understandably, the class I taught was ninth grade E. A place where naughty children are placed. Many teachers who shake their heads if teaching here. Can't stand their behavior.

"Doni!" call me to the kid sitting in the middle bench.

He said he was the gang leader of this class. If you see the child is a little urgency, often ditching. But special subjects most children here do not truant. When, with ease, they answer. "If the teacher's pretty, we'll be in the classroom." Basic children today.

"Yes Mom!"

"Try to explain, what do you know about simple past tense!"

"Easy Ma! Simple past tense is rich I'm just like my ex. Just the past. But if the same mother, it will be a simple future." See right? There's just the behavior.

While the others even parachute and cie-cie is not clear. The crowded class conditions made my head even more dizzy. "Hush still! Let's all shut up!"

"Try now, Kevin." My gaze was fixed on the quiet child who always inhabited the corner of the classroom. "Try explaining about the simple past tense you know."

"Simple past tense is a sentence that shows the condition in the past. Its characteristics are verbs using verb two, and time signals that indicate the past such as yesterday, last month, ago, and others." Kevin explained without looking at his notes at all. It was clear in this class that Kevin was the smartest, but somehow he was always quiet and rarely seen socializing with others.

"Good! Well more or less that's a brief description of the simple past tense." Simultaneously the sound of the clock changing bell was heard. Makes me have to close my subjects this afternoon.

"Secret material from Mother. Don't forget to study again at home!. Assalamu'alaikum warahmatulli wabarakatuh!"

"Wa'alaikumsalam warahmatullahi wabarakatuh!" answer them all compact.

After putting the books in my bag, I walked out of the classroom. But when I was in the doorway, my steps stopped. Almost forgot. "Oh yes, don't forget to learn. The next meeting is a repeat!"

"YAHHHH!!!!" I didn't think they were so dislikeful of repetition that they called out loudly like that. But what do you want to say? Deuteronomy is one way to know the extent of their understanding. If not cheating of course.

I also left the class with a little laugh, somewhat amused by the behavior of my students. Arriving at the office I rested myself by drinking the mineral water I brought from home. My lesson time is over, just wait for the time to go home. If in the office like this I usually fill with chatting with other teachers, or if not so I invite teachers my age to snack in the canteen. Teachers are also human, sometimes also like snacking while sitting in the office and telling stories.

Drrt! Drr!

I feel my phone vibrating. It's on the message screen from Tika.

I'll be back at school and wait at Mall A. It's not like Iren's rich crazy!

She why?

Don't know. Suddenly calling while crying that scream. Ask to be there until the afternoon in the park.

Okay. Okay. I'll go straight there.

What else happened to Iren?

Hm. Yes, you will also know for yourself.

As per the agreement, after returning home from school I immediately slid to the location that Tika meant. After checking the messages again, they had apparently arrived at the park area. After searching for a while, I had already seen their whereabouts. Sitting under a shady tree.

"Aika!"

"Eh." Tika looked back, facing me. "Oh my goodness, Nala! Thankfully you came! I can't get this guy!" point it at the crying Iren while clinging.

"Iren? Why are you crying?" I asked while shaking his body.

"Yahoo!!! He's evil, hicks! So mean!" Iren's answer is unclear.

"Just want him to why too. I have been a hundred times that, the answer is that. Wicked, jerk it, so continue to cry hysterically," explained Tika.

"Iren!" Once again I shook his body to be still.

"Iren! Why anyway? Tell me if there's a problem!" persuade me to shut up. Actually from earlier we have become a spectacle of some people who pass by, so yes a bit embarrassed. If Tika same Iren nice to wear free clothes. Well me? Still wear khaki color uniforms typical of teachers.

"Anyway, hiks! Nahattt! I hate it, hiks! Same him!" Not the story, he still does. Speak unclear while crying.

Yes already. I finally pulled out my last move. Suddenly stood up and clasped Tika's hand. "If you don't want a story, we go home now! Let yourself be here!" Yes, a bluff.

Sure enough, when me and Tika had already turned around, Iren suddenly hugged us from behind. If only Iren was still as heavy as before, surely we have now fallen behind and become a laughing stock.

"Yes. It's I want a story." Finally Iren was able to stop her crying, although it was a bit as much as it was. Still wiping her tears, she invited me and Tika to sit back down.

"So the story goes, I'm the same manager I was after that was two weeks ago,-"

"It's good that way!" I immediately glared at Tika and hinted for her to quietly listen to Iren's story.

"But, but it was right in the office. I saw her hug each other girls in the toilet. I cheated! Cheated on!" And again his tears flooded his eyes.

Me and Tika hugged Iren and tried to strengthen her heart. "Patience to Ren! That means that you have been given a hint that your ex-boyfriend is not the best for you. It's good that you know now, try if it is discovered that your relationship is already in a serious stage? His heartache was many times over." I nodded to Tika.

Tumben he can be this wise. Perhaps over time, and increasing age makes our minds more mature. Tika too, although under normal circumstances often clash mouth with Iren. But in this state he was the first to become the backstop for Iren.

"Yes, don't take it too hard. Just take the silver as Tika said," I said.

Slowly Iren's crying subsided. Then he rubbed his tears on his cheek again. "Means my diet has been in vain? Poor little belly of mine," he said, acting dramatic as he rubbed his stomach. Made me and Tika both hit her arm.

"Yeeee! A healthy lifestyle is nothing in vain! Look, besides you being a little messy, you're also rarely sick," I told Iren.

"Hm."

"But speaking of stomachs, I'm suddenly hungry?" said Tika.

"Yes. From earlier, it turned out to drain a lot of energy. The stomach is also starting to rumble."

"Yes, we're looking for yuk!"

"Kuy it!" Tika and Iren are excited. There was no more sadness that Iren showed. It is true, that friends are the most effective medicine for heartache.

After touring the park for a while, we found angkringan selling meatballs and chicken noodles. Cold afternoons like this must be good if you eat warm and filling the stomach. As if in line with what I was thinking, Tika and Iren also invited to eat meatballs.

"But! Three is yes!" tika said order for the three of us.

"Eh jerk! But I want chicken noodles," I said.

"But Neng!" His brother was ready to concoct. But I also want meatballs.

"It's delicious meatballs too."

"What a dong Na! Don't confuse him why?" This time Iren raised his voice.

"Yes, yes! Bang, I'm meating each other with one chicken noodle." Decision's final.

"Huh? You sure Na?" Iren and Tika compactly asked.

"Remain sure" I said confidently. "But! Make it good!"

"Ready Neng! Brother makein who feels special for this beautiful Neng-Neng!" His brother looked very happy. Even occasionally humming while concocting the meatball.

"Yes!" call Iren.

"What?"

"Emm.." he seemed hesitant to continue with his words. Until his brother finished concocting three bowls of meatballs and served them on the table.

"It's Neng! Special meatballs!"

"Thank you Bang!" me and Tika at the same time.

"Make the chicken noodles wait, yes, the noodles are still boiled." I gave a thumbs up, then his brother and came back in his wagon.

"Na, can you not ask Alif for the mutation of the manager of the shucks?"

"Ohuk!" Iren's request made me choke on a hot, spicy meatball sauce. I hurriedly took the orange ice I ordered earlier and drank it.

After that my hand approached Iren's face and then flicked his forehead with anxiety. It's like a heart told to fire people.

"Aw! Sick Na!"

"Who's talking so recklessly? I can't make Mas Alif mix work with personal matters. Even if I asked, I would have been rejected by him. Mas Alif will uphold the integrity and professionalism of the work."

Hearing my words that made Iren bowed limp. "I know Ren that you hate him. But yes, this is not the way. Who knows if he works to support his family? Imagine if he gets fired! What would you like to feed his family? Do you want to see people in such rich trouble?" I asked a lot of questions to Iren. Makes him only weak.

"If you don't want to meet her, it's easy!" Tika said on the sidelines of her eating activities.

"How'd it go?" Makes Iren curious.

"And you still have two hands to close your eyes." Tika's words have a point as well. "Of course Ren, the more you avoid even making him big head. Feeling that you are still depending on him."

"So you show me that you can move on. Just act normal if you meet him, let him know that you can be okay without him" I added.

"OK if that's it. Thanks yeah! You two are the best!" Iren hugged us both.

Along with that my order chicken noodles came. Right after my meatballs run out. I craved that chicken noodle. "Emmm! It's delicious!"

Seeing me eat so voraciously like this probably caused a question mark in the minds of Tika and Iren. But let's just say, my people are really hungry. The chicken noodles and meatballs here are delicious!

"Na. I'm the one who's heartbroken, are you the one who's so bad?"

I could only sniff my shoulders to answer Iren's question. After a few mouthfuls, my chicken noodles are over. "Bang, add one more meatball!" myrag. Made my two friends gawk.

"You guys why the hell? Never seen anyone eat?" my many.

"Busett Na's! You want to be the old Iren? Lots of eating! Your feelings used to eat a little bit," said Tika.

"Enak knows! Why don't you guys go it alone? He said he was hungry."

"Look at you eating so well that it made me full Na." Iren said so.

"Oh yes, your relationship with Abdul how Tik?"

"Huk, uhuk!!" This time it was Tika who choked. "What the hell Na! Don't worry!" katilah.

"What ngawur? The guy yesterday I was with Mas Alif in the Mall saw you and Abdul go into the cinema." Checkmate! Tika could no longer dodge.

"The real Tik?! Are you the same Abdul? Really?" Iren still can't believe what I said.

Same with me and Mas Alif yesterday. So when buying gifts for Lia, I was the same Mas Alif had seen Abdul and Tika. At that time, of course, we did not believe. We think our eyes are wrong. Finally to make sure, we secretly follow them. And it seems right! It's Tika and Abdul! They watch romantic movies in the cinema. Making me and Mas Alif shake their heads so much do not expect it. Yes, we do not expect that matchmaking the two of them at the wedding of Alif and Salma used to be able to end up really rich gini.

"You can't tell anyone first!"

"Why?" tanyaku and Iren compact.

"You want backstreet?" imbuhku.

"Yes! So not yet, want the backstreet? We're matching up with each other again."

"You fit!" Again I and Iren compact talking together.

"Oh yeah?"

"Yes. Both rancid and ignorant!" I said, laughing, and Iren followed.

"Rese you two!"

"Abdul is a good person, Tik. He if it is serious with one girl, will definitely be fought. Kaya Salma first, he was very brave to mengelamar Salma. It's already proven that he wants a turquoise relationship."

"Let's hope we both fit in with each other."

"Mother." Me and Iren agreed on what Tika said.

"Prepare to receive another invitation" I said.

"Yes. Money again, money again." Iren said a dramatic pretentious while making a clear face. Makes me and Tika unable to hold back a laugh.