AmbarSita [Not Revisioned]

Ambar It's Smart......

 

💝AmbarSita💝

 

Mr. Iyan goes to class, they'll go back to math. Lessons that the kids didn't like the most in Sita's class. After explaining about the division, Iyan wrote 10 questions and asked his students to work on the board one by one.

All compact bow their heads, pretending to look for their respective busyness. Keculi Sita, when spoken to she always lowered her head but when Pak Iyan gave the task instead she raised her head. Like a person who is determined and sure can do the problem.

Sure enough Sita was told to first do the no 1 problem. Only 2 minutes Sita finished the problem and sat back on her lap. The whole class applauded proudly, but not the race.

Mr. Iyan returned to look for prey, this time his eyes were on the child he remembered the most because his name was most often mentioned in the office.

"Ambar no.2" said Mr. Iyan.

Ambar who was doodling his table with a pencil Sita color immediately raised his head. His face was shocked not afraid, but because this was the first time he was asked by the teacher in the class to do the paper board. Steadily Ambar went forward taking the chalk and drawing the box in the corner of the board.

"Ambar wrote the amber answer here sir" he said casually and began working on the question no two.

A few minutes later Ambar finished answering questions, but he had not finished writing on the board. The soul of his art was instantly active as it was allowed to hold chalk. Ambar drew butterflies, leaves, flowers on the edges of his box.

Mr. Iyan gulped down the boy's answer was correct, butiii why he was even engrossed in painting on the board.

"Udah-Udah... Even catch you!" mr. Iyan stopped Ambar's pleasure and took the chalk in his hand again.

"Don't delete ya sir" asked Ambar and sat back on his lap

"Ambar's answer, sir?' imay asked hesitantly, let alone looking at the paintings that adorned Ambar's newly created answer.

"Really, right sir? why am I a rich fool Khaidir!!"

"Heeeh, you can't talk about his ugly friends" advised Mr. Iyan.

"Ambar said honestly, if the ugly mah si Ana sama Iput"

All compact laugh, sir Iyan close his teeth, fouled his emotions, soul and body for the sake of his hands not drifting Ambar skin. Enough Mr. Bahrun who hit him with rattan, teachers at school do not.

 

 

 

After school Ambar, Abdul, Ismet, usually they occasionally go to the village opposite, looking for fruit\-fruits belonging to residents that they can eat. Today Ismet invites back to look for fruit, because it is the season of mangoes and duku. Ambar lurks a fruitful mango tree in front of the garden of residents who do not know who belongs to.

"Where is he?" Abdul's trying to find the tree owner.

"Oh, I know the guy"

"Seriously you?" Tanya Abdul and Ismet compact with Ambar's recognition.

"Yeah! Sodara Pak Bahrun, okay, we'll take it!"

The three climbed up the tree and began to pick up the ripe fruit\-mango fruit.

Suddenly a middle-aged man passed by on a bicycle. Surprised to see children\-children who are not from their village are busy harvesting mangoes.

"Heeh, Why you guys take the mango, it will be sold as buk Aji!!" with the three boys.

"Udah asked permission sir the same people who have" said Ismet lying.

"Yes sir, this is the nephew he also took" Abdul also issued a voice and pointed at Ambar who claimed to be\-know earlier.

Ambar was silent, threw two mangoes that had been stored in his pants pocket and then went down. Ambar kept calm putting the mango in the bag and fled as quickly as possible leaving his two friends still on the tree.

Abdul and Ismet fell silent, the middle-aged man was also still waiting downstairs. The two were escorted to the village office of Peringi downstream by the middle-aged man earlier with the owner of the tree they stole.

Pak Awan geleng\-head bell, children\-kidanya found out the fruit of the opposite villagers again and the culprit is still the same!

"Well if it's pak\-buk, as the head of downstream Peringi village I apologize for the mischief of children\-kids, later I will report with their parents"

Both agree, there is no need for law\-law or customary law if the problem of theft of crops for Peringi villagers. They strongly embrace the understanding that the process of growing and fruiting trees is 90% because of God, the new 10% of the care of the owner. Therefore, if the plants bear fruit, they will share with each other, so that God will continue to bless their crops every day.

"Where's the other little thug?" Ask Mr. Awan began to integrate.

"The sow" answered Ismet softly but his face appeared vexed.

"You guys left?"

"Yes, he went down first and ran away, he said, who had his father's brother!"

Pak Pandi and Pak Anto came to the village office to pick up their children\-children. The two fathers were indeed smiling listening to the village chief's story. But it can be ascertained when arriving at home wooden twigs, rattan, sarongs, belts, anything that can be used to hit will definitely be used by their father\-father to teach lessons.

Ambar survived? Nah! After Mr. Anto and Pak Pandi brought their children home. Mr. Awan met Mr. Bahrun who was plowing the fields. Talking about the mischief his son just made.

And now the naughty sibocah is even fun to sit in the garden owned by nek Lasa while enjoying the mango fruit of his hard work earlier.

"School clothes haven't been replaced. Eat mangoes, get sap, be scolded khadija deh" said Nek Lasa while plucking grass near the tree\-tree tomato.

"Grandmother's grandmother's grandmother sat the same amber in the class" he said while burying the mango seeds that were smooth because his mouth was into the ground.

"Yes yeah? Ambar often nakalin granddaughter grandma?"

"No, Ambar is good, grandma knows"

"Yes, good friends huh, trus who's coloring Sita's nails? Ambar too?"

"No! Ambar don't know Grandma, who's the scribble? Ambar will be angry if he knows"

"Don't be scolded, Sita likes to coke her fingers, this morning only grandmother who took a bath because she did not want the color of her nails lost" said Nek Lasa with a laugh.

Ambar fell silent at the words of Nek Lasa. Though earlier at school he instead said Sita did not shower and did not miss because the color of his artificial cuttings remained durable in the small\-fingers of Sita.

 

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The next day, Ismet and Arul wait for Ambar to return to his usual place. Abdul, Khaidir and Thalib also passed by. Abdul was still pouting because his arms hurt to be hit\-hit Pak Anto with a twig. He then showed his bruised hand to Ismet.

"I was also hit with a belt, what were you hitting?"

"Ranting, so gini, you don't have a trace, I'm using a trace"

"The two of you, it is clear that stealing is a sin, in addition to being angry, beaten, said my father God also does not like people who like to steal. A lot of shit, so don't worry!!" thalib's advice with his two friends.

"You guys steal mangoes? How not to take me over" asked Arul disappointedly.

"This is the person \*\*\*\* or what the hell?" Abdul vents his frustration at Arul.

"Yes even though he had just been told that Talib even asked to be invited by Nyuri" Khaidir also cornered their younger classmate.

"The old press, it's 7:50" Ismet began to worry because Ambar did not come.

And finally when Sita passed by, Ambar also went by along with her. they walked in tandem approaching the five boys.

"You're good to be safe!" ambush Abdul quickly as Ambar approaches them.

"Enak what!! By the way you!!" ambar got upset and hit Abdul in the head.

"Look at my back I was hit by Mr. Bahrun with rattan, if it is still stolen he said I will be cursed Khadija buk!"

Mr. Sayuti also followed through, the man will go to the city again. Mr. Sayuti had\-four to tease the boy\-lead SD.

"Heeeeh, Hahaha early in the morning have spoken of curses, who wants to be cursed...Hahahaha" said Sayuti Malik.

"Father to be cursed!! Morning\-morning has laughed!!" snarl Ambar with him.

"Hahahaha you have long been cursed with God!"

"Trus why isn't it a rock now?" asked Khaidir innocently.

"Father is not cursed to be a stone, but a Handsome!!"

Only Sita whose lips immediately expand because she heard the words of Mr. Sayuti. Others just do not understand the vocabulary they just heard.

"Naa.naah.this beautiful sister knows Hahahaah is Haahaha"

Everything instantly passed just like that leaving the middle-aged man with his noisy laughter.

"Heeh is running away Haahaha. Tomorrow\-tomorrow call Mr. Handsome aja yes hahaha" shouted Mr. Sayuti. 

 

~AmbarSita~