Tuti Lazy School
65. My New School (Bonus!)

I'm not in Primary School anymore. I've been in First or Abbreviated Secondary School (SMP). I came home from the field a while ago. And I enrolled in Junior High with Mamak. I saw a lot of my SD friends who enrolled in that school. But I didn't see Lily there. I called her, to make sure.

(Tut-tut-but.) The phone sounds. Then suddenly Lily picked up.

"Hello?" Say hello Lily.

"Hi Lily, it's me, Tuti."

He remembered, and answered, but many wind sounds were heard from his voice. "Ohh, Tuti, what's up, Tut?"

"You didn't sign up for SMP 04 Mekar Jaya?" My toot.

"With Tut, I enrolled at Junior High near my house. His name is SMP 02 Sari Manis. At SMP Sari Manis tomorrow open registration. If there is not given by my mother. If so, go to SD. But yaudah, follow my mother's talk."

"Oh, where are you? How noisy the wind." I'm a little upset.

"I'm sorry-sorry, it's me again near the fan. That's why it's like that." Lily laughed a little.

"Oah, whither way. How much wind." I laughed back.

"Yeah, Lily, I want a list first." Reply quickly.

"Ehh, yes-yes. Good luck, Tut.

Assalamualaikum..." Salute close.

"Yes, Walaikumsalam. Yea..." Ogre me.

"Bye...~" The tone is long, like people singing.

*He hung up.*

Suddenly there was Hendra, who for a long time did not want to talk to me. Now he let out a word of "Eh, Tuti. Register here too, right?"

"Yes, here." Ketus.

"Ohh..." Hendra was awkward, then left.

There are a lot of people I don't know. From various other Elementary Schools, and various transfer children attend here. I signed up and did some tests. I see the announcement coming back in a few days.

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I wake up early, go to my new school. And I saw names that were disheveled. I looked carefully, my first sight could not. Then I went back and met my name. I immediately told Mamak. Then I went home too.

After one day, I also MPLS, or what is called 'The School Environment Recognition Period.' It was once called MOS. We were guided by the teachers looking around the classroom, library room, office room, department room, kitchen room, and other spaces. Also mention the vision and mission of the school, which makes me dizzy and convoluted. My new friend is freindly with me. At first I refused, because I did not want to happen like before. I don't want to mix with them for a while. As time went on, I started accepting them. And no longer prejudiced. "Oh it turns out, they're not as bad as I thought." Mumbles.

Lily sent a message a while ago. But I haven't read it yet, because during MPLS, I haven't seen a cell phone for a second. Then I took the time to reply to Lily's message.

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A few months passed, I heard the news that Mifthi was out of his boarding school. Because he was in an all-out bully at the pesantren. I got that info from Hendra.

"Tut, you know what?"

"What?" I quibbled, looking in his direction.

"Si Mifthi has only been out of the pesantren for a month. Can't stand him he said." Hendra's face looks serious.

"Wihh how can you?" I smiled grinning.

"You know why you smile?" He was surprised to see me.

"It's nothing." Then he left.

Tinh whispered to me. "That's the reply first, it's even more poignant than your past."

"Ohh, is that it?" I slipped, again my classmate saw me and asked. "What's the matter, Ti?"

"That's right, I mean me because I only half-awake in this math problem, it's hehe..." I made a riweh and strange excuse.

"Ohh that's..." Then my classmate ignored me.

I suddenly wanted to go to the toilet, I accidentally saw Reini's class. He was spotted by a classmate. Then I asked some of his classmates.

"That's it, Reini, why?"

"In bully him, cepu cepu bc teacher." One of my little friends whispered to me.

"What problem?"

He shook his head. "Lack of knowing."

"Oh, Thank you." My answer was short, because I had gone to the bathroom.

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After school. I told Lily this. Lily laughed satisfied. And he said, "As long as this man oppresses you, let him have his own karma." He laughed with excitement. So did I, on the phone. I wrote my last poem and here I am. Whatever the case, I wrote in a rhyme. Rhyme is my guide when it's hard. I like poetry and poetry.

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