Tuti Lazy School
51. Pluck Material
I went to school with a face that was still dull and chaotic about to happen yesterday. I saw Hendra across the corridor from another class. Hendra I see not wanting to harm me, nor am I the other way around. I walked down the classroom corridor towards my local. Door's closed. This time I don't want to just open it, I knock on the door and let it in. It's unpleasant to welcome a bright morning to nature, but it's bleak for me
"Ehh mami's son." My classmates laughed at me because of Reini and Mifthi's temperament.
I just kept quiet and immediately put down my bag and sat in front of the class alone. Only then did their rotten nature come out. I just found out that they dare to play friends and group. I ignored it, after all, just the sneers of useless garbage mouths. The class began, Hendra sneered at me and made fun of me
"So you're my mom's son, I'm gonna go through." While he laughed with sinister and sharp glaring eyes at me.
Mifthi also heated up the state of "Tuti, Tuti. That's what you're acting like with our gang."
"Shut up, shut the mouth that you know so well." I was angry, my face reddened, my eyes glared sharply at Mifthi, and left her to turn and leave.
"Woy, is that good of you? Whoa?!" He was angry, but he refused to chase me.
Though I accidentally, why should they love me that much? Is it someone who accidentally has to be a material teasing? I was really upset and looked at them blankly when they were able to see me.
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"Well, I'm actually not okay here. I miss being with you and protecting me when I'm in trouble and moaning. Ningsih is no longer my best friend. I don't have anyone here. It is like arriving in a foreign country. Indeed, if you have a mistake accidentally to the point of making fun so yes. What is my fault with them? It was Kan who started Hendra first. Not me." I contemplated my fate, and it might disappear over time. But I don't know when it disappeared.
I went to the library after the second break. I went there and meant to stay away from the negativity. There is a way to make Poetry, Pantun, and Verse. I was curious, rushed to borrow the book from the library and returned to class. Those freaks are still making fun of me. But I don't give a shit. I keep reading and I'm interested in how to make that poem. I try to make poetry even though it seems difficult. Because the language of poetry is somewhat different from the Indonesian language in general. If the words in the book are mixed with figurative language. So I deepened the Great Indonesian Dictionary and the figurative language of every poem I read. I'm interested in poetry. I never knew about this poem. At most festivals yesterday I saw the musical poetry recited by the brothers at that time. I was interested in poetry and the way that its listeners were touched by poetry made by themselves. I bought a book at the school Cooperative and immediately wrote my first poem. I wrote it titled 'Deep Wounds.' I wrote in the manner taught in the book. Then be a poem
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...The Profound Wound...
...Works: Tuti Lasmani...
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...Fret destroyed in blind directions...
...The roar of sorrow shook the soul...
...Sobs of self-dreaming...
...Crushed screeching thrashing...
...Because problems come and change...
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...Events that are happening now...
...Shows of sorrow patronize the mind...
...Everything happens in plain sight...
...I am lethargic for the problems I have experienced...
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...The wind howling heartily...
...The rain gurgled wet itself...
...Crying in the rain without anyone knowing...
...I know enough alone...
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...Crying, screaming, despair haunts this lara...
...I faintly looked at a glimmer of hope...
...But that hope, it's gone...
...Now weep the wounds that endlessly whimper...
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I wrote my poem in my first book. Lily walked over to me, wondering what I was doing plus my own smiles lamenting the book containing the poem
"Ihh Tut, write what are you?" He saw my book.
I pointed to my book "Nih, learn to do poetry."
He was surprised by "Cool cheese, can I borrow it?!" He could not wait to borrow the book I made the poem, even though my writing was a bit ambiguous like a chicken claw.
I nodded, confirming his plea "Yes okay. The poems I do have a lot to do. I'm gonna do another poem." My solute.
"Yaudah Ti, wait a lot later. Let me be satisfied reading it." He laughed a little.
Mifthi came up to me and envious words came out of her mouth, "That's all the poetry you make. Gafak, take time."
I deny it and don't accept "Biarin than you don't have his work. I have to comment on people, no more work. Ihhh shit times, Cueh!" I spit on her floor, insulting her for her behavior that disgusted me.
He left me and in the meantime did not bother me. I'm glad he didn't bother me and made trouble with me for a while. Because I'm sick of seeing that behavior. I'm constantly making beautiful poems. From sad, happy, and other poems. Day after day I wrote a poem in my book.
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I started to like poetry. I target one day at least one to two poems. I love my new hobby, which is writing. I didn't have a hobby before, let alone a talent interest. I just spend my time at home watching TV or chatting and watching funny and unique videos on Facebook. Lily was curious about the poem I made, she came up to me and asked for my appointment at that time
"Tuti, borrow your poetry book." He ran small towards me, grabbing my book.
I haven't been able to say 'yes' he's just taken it "Yes, play take-all yeah." I'm laughing a little.
"Hehe's sorry Ti, because I'm curious about the same poem that you... Eh? Good youho? where did you study?" Lily praised me.
I showed the guide to making the poem, the pantun and the verse "From this book, I borrowed it in the library yesterday."
He took the guidebook and he did not expect there would be such a book in the library "Wih I can not know yes there are books like gini in the library. I'll borrow it and find it." He opened the pages of the guidebook page by page quickly, just flipping through the contents of the book.
"If you want to be able to borrow that guidebook, but you have to change your name. I'll be late too, so he'll pay the fine."
He took me to the library "Jaudah now just move there."
"Well, right now?"
He rattled "Next year is Ti." He laughed with a beautiful smile.
"Judah, that's it." I quibbled, laughing back.
"Hhh now, yuk." He took my hand.
"Jude yuk." I was pulled in a hurry. We went to the library and immediately changed the name of the borrower.
(CONNECTED.).