Alinea: Ideas, Love, and Stories

EXAM MAJORS

“NARA!”

That night I was almost asleep, but Mama's voice suddenly\sound like lightning. Makes me wake up. Ten o'clock in the evening for a few minutes, as I saw on the wall clock near the study table.

“Ma, Nara tired. Nara can't stop herself doing what she wants. Nara is really tired, Ma.”

I heard Mas Nara's voice.

Know no? A fight like this is actually nothing new to my ears. Mama and Mas Nara are indeed often clashing their mouths, usually Mas Nara will succumb in the end, then they will make up tomorrow at the dinner table.

It's just that, usually Mama did not let out a sound like lightning. Blaring. That voice I heard last time when I was a kid, if not mistaken, at 4 years old, before Mama and Papa finally divorced.

Suddenly I remembered Papa. I fear that Mama and Mas Nara's quarrel this time will end with a separation between the two. I don't want to lose a family member again. Enough Papa.

I didn't hear Mama's voice, but there was a loud slap. Yes, I'm sure it was a slap, I heard a voice like that when I was 4 years old, while peering at the quarrels of Papa and Mama. As soon as I went to the door of the room, opened the door a little without a sound, trying to peep and steal a listen.

Sure enough, Mama really\-slapped Mas Nara, the proof I could see Mas Nara holding her left cheek. Then Mas Nara's face smiled. Strange, it's not a smile happy people, it's a smile.. What is it like? I don't know, but I've seen it on television, it's like a scoffing villain smile.

“Im sorry Nara, Ma. Nara seems better off staying with Papa. Nara is really tired of Mama who is now.” Mas Nara moved, straight into his room. I'm still peeking.

My room and Mas Nara were next to each other, Mama and Mas Nara's quarrel happened right in front of Mas Nara's room door.

“NARA!”

Mama repeated her lightning voice. My heart was instantly made to rumble. So spooky. It even felt like this hand was shivering.

Before long Mas Nara came out carrying his backpack and guitar bag. He saw Mama at a glance. Then glance at me! Our eyes met, making me misbehave. At that time, I was just looking at Mas Nara.

That incident. The coast is like 8 years ago. Just like when I was 4 and Papa left.

Before leaving, Mas Nara was like saying something to Mama. I can't hear it. He then passed, passing through the middle room, towards the living room which at the end was the main door to exit.

“NARA!” Mama squealed, then her voice slowed down and hoarse, “if you get out that door, Mama will never accept you back. Listen Nara, if you leave now, Mama will assume never to have a boy\.”

I saw the back of Mas Nara's body shrinking because our distance had stopped for a while. Like Papa back then, Mas Nara did not turn his head either. He just stepped up, out the door. Go awayl.

I'm not crying. Only, these eyes feel sore and the view becomes blurred. And for some reason, my feet stepped closer to Mama who was so closed the door immediately sat down. Mama turned her back on me, so she didn't know I was stepping towards her.

“Ma\-ma.”

Apparently Mama was crying. My face was ugly, too, not as usual. Mom hugged me right away. Very close, so I find it hard to breathe. A moment later Mama made a distance between us, then put her arms on my shoulder, staring at me attached to her pair of watery eyes, “Alin, does Alin love Mama?”

My mouth was open, shocked to find such a question. Isn't the answer clear? Is there a child who does not love his mother? Ah is it possible that it was Mas Nara? Mas Nara left Mama because Mas Nara does not love Mama?

I hugged Mama who was crouching, whispering near her ear, “Alin very dear to Mama. Iaaang very.”

Mama again\-again take off the hug. Staring again, this time Mama's lips smiled, her face began to look beautiful again, “If Alin loves Mama, Alin never leave Mama ya.”

I'm nodding. Sure oes. I will never leave Mom.

“Alin promises Alin will never leave Mama, and Alin also promises to make Mama happy.”

Mama smiled, wider than before, rubbing my head. We hugged back.

*Honey Linen Mama*!

***

“Hey, it has arrived.”

“Ha? Yes, Ma?”

“Gosh, Mama thought you saw the book studying, it turned out to be begong?”

I grinned, immediately closed the book that I was holding. His intention was to read a book, but somehow this thought could drift far into the past.

“This ammo so smoothly answer the problem. Must graduate in IPA majors yes!”

Mama gave me two chocolate bars she called ammo. I immediately removed the seatbelt and took the two chocolate bars with a big smile, “May you dear Mama.” I kissed Mama's left cheek, made her rub my head slowly.

After shaking Mama's hand, I went down. We shared a wave before Mama left. I've always loved to see the wave of Mama's hand that was accompanied by a beautiful face full of her smile. It was like getting heaven. I don't even know what heaven is like.

“Good morning, Alin, looks like you are very ready to take the major exam?” Miss Regan greeted me kindly when she met me at the school gate.

“Again, Miss. Very ready.” I answered just that, also trying to put on a smile as natural as possible. Really, I honestly don't like being friendly and stale like this.

“Okay, see you in the exam room, I will review your test loh.” Miss Regan was excited, of course I was forced to put on a wider smile and pretend\ to be more excited.

Miss Regan is indeed a very friendly teacher, young woman who is 27 years old is much liked by Kusuma students because it is friendly and very good to give exam questions. He always gives a lattice\-grid, which is where the lattice\-lattice is if memorized, we will be able to easily answer the problem. Solved and lattice\-grid exactly same! Miss Regan is also beautiful and clever in style, no wonder many boys who tease Miss Regan as a joke.

The X classroom was quite far away in the back building, it had to pass through the corridor of the XI IPS classroom. However, I, if it does not rain, will choose to heat\-heat the ceremonial field to get to the classroom rather than having to pass through the corridor of class XI IPS. Because if I go through that corridor, there will be seniors who are just flirting, making a slouch.

Ah but today I chose to pass through the corridor, because today is the time of *Class Meeting*, all students except class X are busy in the field and in the multipurpose room. Only grade X children should take the major exam.

The Majors Examination is an exam our school conducts to determine what majors will be our majors in grade XI and XII later. Each child must write down his or her major wishes and then take a series of exams. Later the announcement of graduation will be announced when receiving Raport. As explained by Ms. Betty, the student field at Kusuma High School.

Whispers\-whispers that I heard from the gossip of the students in the class, from the results of the exams we did, we could later enter a major that is not in accordance with the wishes, he said, because the exam will also see where our talents and interests are. *Hum*, I don't really care about this gossip, I'm sure I will be majoring in IPA with a history of IPA and ushaku field values so far. I need to get into an IPA.

“Lea, you are serious about choosing a Language major?”

“Yuhu! I could be a translator. You're IPA right?”

“Yoi dong, ntar want to continue to Engineering, let's like Mas Ken, so Architect.”

“Danar! What do you choose ntar?”

“Choose IPS dong so that class there Tifana, my heart.” Danar laughed at the end of his sentence. Tifana hit Danar on the head.

“Ih original yes nih child has no dream, bucin only his work.” Andin chuckles amusedly. The four of them laughed.

Leah, Andin, Danar, and Tifana. The four people were sitting close together, in the middle. They are the most excited in class. I always try not to steal the listen or pay attention to their conversation, as well as other friends\-friends, but somehow, although I can ignore the voice of the conversation of other friends\-friends, but somehow, even though I can ignore the voice of the conversation of other friends\-friends, I can't ignore the conversation of the four of them. It felt like my eyes were very happy to pay attention to the togetherness of the four of them, looking warm and pleasant. Sometimes I want to be like them, but I'm too scared.

Once upon a time, when Junior High, I was like the four of them, having three close friends. We are nicknamed teletubis because it is always together. I, who originally felt like I only had a Mama in this world, felt like I had a family. But unfortunately, they, like Papa and Mas Nara, are unfaithful. Even more horribly, they betray, too. Maybe I'll tell you a little bit about them later if I don't think it hurts. For the time being, since my\ High School period started at a new school, I chose it myself. Not wanting to open a friendship with anyone. This is just in case, I do not want to be left again by the person I care about. What else is being betrayed and used, just one time that I feel it.

Miss Regan came, making all the students instantly lock their mouths and sit neatly on her stool. The major exams are starting!