Tuti Lazy School
52. Wearied

Once I opened up about a Japanese site. I saw comics, manga, anime and Japan pop (J-Pop). But among all of them I prefer anime. I love anime that smells of everyday life. Since I was curious about the anime earlier, I learned self-taught more about its language. I've covered the basics first. It turns out I just found out Japanese has three types of letters. Like Hiragana, Katakana, and Kanji. I learned a little bit like, hiragana alphabet and katakana only. If the kanji letters can be later. What I learned was that hiragana, which I thought was pretty easy, consisted of 46 characters. Katakana has 46 characters. Not to mention the kanji. "It's hard, too, so many more letters." I'm in my heart. Because I wanted to write the Japanese letter I made my name and I wrote my name in my book earlier. I didn't expect anyone would know. It is enough that God and I know.

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The next day there was a PR gathering. I gathered them and waited on my bench only. I wrote new poems again and ignored others until I arrived at Eriana's Book calling my name

"Tuti, why is there such a strange language behind your cover?" That's the Hiragana letter I wrote in the book yesterday.

"S-I wrote the Japanese letter there yesterday. And I forgot it was a school book." I bowed, just staring at the floor and talking about me who was stammering was also stiff.

"That's you're a future-proof pretender. Don't go ahead if you still live in Indonesia. Norak know what?" The words I didn't want to hear were clearly one class. I was embarrassed, plus my classmates who added and sometimes made fun of me.

"Tau it's Tuti, crazy as the Japanese. Huu, don't be japanese!" Reini is embarrassing me.

Mifthi also pumped Reini "Entah, remember still in Indonesia do not have to act high times. You're in Indonesia, you won't be able to go there." He laughed and humiliated me.

I don't know where to put my face. Time just has to be commented. Is it wrong for people to learn? Why did all this happen to me. Since that moment I suddenly felt sick. I was lying limp on my desk, my gaze faint. And I was unconscious in class.

I woke up, but the place was weird. It is dark but not scary. It was just dark, until I saw a tall white figure, but not a kuntilanak. I look at her and say hello to her "Hey? Who's that?" He turned around but his face was not clearly visible.

"I am Tinh." He placed his right palm on his chest.

"Wait, why am I here? Wasn't I in class?" I wail around looking strangely around me.

"I feel sorry to see you, son. I'll open your inner eyes and telepathy."

"Huh? What's?" Suddenly I woke up, but I woke up weird. Like a roaring dog. It scared my friend into a corner on the opposite wall.

"Tut, what's wrong with you? Don't be like that. Conscious Tut.." Lily was a little braver.

"Huh? Wh why? There's nothing." I acted as usual, although a little surprised.

I don't want to tell you that weird dream and I just deny "Some, maybe I'm tired." And turn around and go out looking for a cool breeze.

"If I thought about it, what did I do? What the hell is that in my dream? Telepathically? Inner Eye? Just like on TV." I quibbled, chuckling at the incident in my dream that I clearly remembered.

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Since yesterday's incident, I remember writing the Japanese letter in another book. But I don't remember which book. Until there was practice, the book was collected. I just remembered that there was Japanese in the book. That's my Religion Book, exactly what I wrote behind the cover. The religious book was immediately astonished, and he knew what language it was

"This is what's behind the cover of his notebook, Tuti's book?" The Religion Book looked at me.

My friends started to make fun of me again "Tau it's Tuti, crazy as the Japanese. Huu, don't you japan-japan! Mending just move you to Japan!" Mifthi insulted me.

"Wosiyosixongihijsko..." My friends make fun of me with guts and freaks. It made me feel so ashamed of my situation at the time.

"Hei-hey already!" The religious book raised its tone, its anger overflowing. "Mistakenly people learn? Until you insult him. Is it good of your nature? That's the contemptible Tuti Ibuk marks his face one-on-one. I'm making a C in his report. It's good he's willing to learn on his own. You can't be like him." The friends who made fun of me and insulted me went silent, like losers taking refuge behind the veil.

This is what a teacher really is. I salute you, I'm very grateful but it's hard to say. He even praised me and encouraged me "Tuti, flowers and sharpen the skills you have. Do you know you can work or become Japanese literature is good. The spirit, son." The words Religion Buk now increase my chances of learning it.

"Yes, thank you, buk." The hour of religious instruction had run out, and the sound of the change of lessons bell rang.

Friends who were angry Buk Religion earlier did not accept and turned to swarm me like I was wrong "State you Ti we were scolded. You know whatever your weird favorite is!"

I turned around to deny the assholes "That's your fault. Yes eat you are your words. Remember that! 'Your mouth is your tiger'." I left them and left the classroom, headed for the bathroom when I wasn't in the bathroom. Just take a walk in search of a cool breeze.

I am relieved, because there is a hero who helped me. All this time I was just at the banter in class. And I don't know who to look up to. I don't want to be told by a complainant, a mother child or anything. I was tired at school sometimes. I feel like I want to finish soon.

(CONNECTED.).