Tuti Lazy School
3. Raining

It rained today. I just got home from my elementary school. Undah thought about when the current rain had stopped. Especially this is in Arabic lessons.

Peeping out my shophouse “Mak, rain. Don't need madrasah.”

He looked away from his face, who had just lifted up his shirt due to the sudden rain. “Ga,ga,ga is not there! School there. Wait for the rain stop new go.”

“Where is the umbrella?” While extending my hand.

“Where do we have umbrellas, coats have broken”

Face slurping me “Yaudahlah.”

Now it's 14:37, school here in the rain is the same as no school. I arrived at school at 14:52.

Run in the corridor to the classroom with breath gasping also bag that fell “Asalamualaikum. Sorry sir, I'm late.”

“Ga what son, if it rains want to go to school is okay. Understandably the rain is also heavy, the water on the road there has already gone up. Want to flood.”

“Hehe yes sir, my skirt aja sampe wet gini.” scratch my head that does not itch.

“Sit up already.”  As Mr. Noah repaired my SIA, and made it Present.

He also taught basic Arabic, namely Arabic, everyday language, vocabulary and Arabic memorization. Now I have accumulated my memories. Expect a lot of this rote day, but I memorize it as soon as then. In order not to accumulate like Fiqh and Aqidah Akhlak. If those two are later, I think.

“Eyes, Anfun nose, oral tongue.” I muttered as my eyes glanced at the ceiling of the classroom.

“Ti, have you memorized?”

“Ro’sun. haa? Apa... oh, not yet. new 3 of 10”

“I already I want to go forward first.”

“Ehe yes spirit Iki.”

Iki smiled as she went forward to memorize.

When Buk break Lasmine comes to me “Heh Tuti pay your tuition! This is 2 months.”

“Iya buk entar I told mamak.”

“Quick, beware if you forget!” his eyes were pouring sharp as if I were the enemy.

I also do not care while going to the mosque to pray. Then one of my friends said..

“Ehh it Buk Lasmine why cynical same time you?” pat my shoulder

“Ga know, why. It used to be so good. Yaudah don't have to think of”

.........

“Mak, earlier said Buk Lasmine pay tuition.”

“Iya rememberin tomorrow make pay.”

“Iya mak” Then I went to my room to sleep showing the time at 21:09.

The next meeting in the madrasa, I forgot to memorize what Buk Lasmine had told me. I know for sure Buk Lasmine pointed me out first so that she would look for my faults. I've been here 4 months and he's always been. I just memorized half of it, and he went straight in. Without absence directly pointed at me.

“Tuti, go forward.” Her flat speech.

I tried to memorize it and only half of it.

“Udah, that much? Gini why you just memorized that little piece. 1 Week of love! You appreciate the time. Play your job, memorize it a little bit. There stand you in front of the class, Quick!!” His tone was loud and echoed in my ears.

So inevitably I accept my fate, once there is a nephew of my class has no help and without being punished with my other friends. Why did he choose love so..What is my fault? Is there such a teacher? Acting favoritism and vile to and to his students. Choose students who are superior and who are lacking.

“Why ya Buk Lasmine changed. What is my fault?” I murmured while memorizing. And a drop of two drops of tears fell on my rote paper.

.........

Not feeling Saturday. It's time I went to my friend Ningsih's house. I walk to his house at least ±350m from my house. Because I don't have a bike, so go. I saw Buk Lasmine riding on her Revo train from a distance.

“Buk Lasmine.” My solute.

“Kok he did not say anything back, even though I had waved my hand and greeted his name. Ahh come.” While going to my friend Ningsih's house earlier.

I went to Ningsih's house and saw her grandmother. Her grandmother was quite fierce and I had to be careful in speech, behavior, or anything else. A little bit wrong his grandmother could nag. It's a bit scary to play at Ningsih's place, but he's my best friend.

“Ningsih, Ningsih..” Knocked on the door of his house that was open.

Grandma Ningsih way towards me “See who to look for?”

“Ningsih no granny?”

“There call aja” Her grandmother returned to her room to go back to sleep.

“Ehh Ningsih play cook-cook yuk, but the real one.”

“Ehh ayok, I also again bosen call Princess aja invite also let rame. But don't take Yanti.”

“Name is Finally?”

“Dirusuhin ntar you, it's not good to play him who is nervous. I'll get the banana leaves and want you?”

“Ngga, no. Yes do not take him”

“Yaudah I went to buy the goods first.”

Then we gathered at the meeting point and cooked some fried noodles. Yes the name is also children, likes simple but delicious.

“I turned on the fire ya”

“Ga need Ti, let me aja” While taking black plastic

“Life for a while the fire, look dead again. Here's Lah” I grabbed the dried leaves of the sap tree.

“What do you want to cook for a fire? You saw the pancake black.”

“Mana this pot, inikan used cans.” Mumamku.

“You're dead again, It's only temporary.” While Ningsih pointed at the fire that was soon extinguished.

“Yaudah, wait here I'm looking for the same wood leaves that many”

“Ihh don't be a lot of smoke plus a stupid burn.”

“Ihh silent ajatah you, let me also” me while taking wood twigs around it.

Continue to cook and while taking banana leaves as well. Then the noodles did not feel ripe.

“Hmm good yes Ning,”

“Contact, I will pour first” While taking out the stew noodles in a can of used milk.

We ate for three of them there.

.........

It didn't feel like it was 17:00 in the afternoon, it was time to go home and clean up everything we made. Afraid that her grandmother Ningsih was angry.

“Nek Tuti home yes,.”

“Iya ndok, ati-ati yoo”

I came home with a happy face after eating a little noodle. Pleasure is not in the noodles, but togetherness in my opinion.

“It's Sunday night yeah, ahh I want to watch TV on SCTD. It's a handsome-bull Srigila.” Mumbled heart.

“Ehh beware you want to watch” Though my father just ran out of the kitchen for so long. I relented and left the TV room.

Then I also play monopoly alone because my brother is cool playing games on his game. And it did not feel like my Father was traveling with my Mom and Sister. I was left with a reason that was big. Yes, most yaudah because narrow let alone our car sold 7 years ago. I just enjoy home alone, at home alone is also delicious.

(CONNECTED.).