ATTEMPT TO HIDE THE HEART

Chapter 32

The entrance bell had been rung, all the cave friends one by one went into the classroom. The cave is gathering in class with friends of the cave girl next to the door while playing ball bekel. The cave gets a third turn from 7 people.

Bondan walks into class relaxed. The cave watched Bondan in surprise. Then Bondan sat in his chair and took out his phone from his pants pocket.

Bondan noticed the gaze of the cave, then he looked back to make sure. When Bondan turned his head, the cave fell silent and instead continued to stare at him. Bondan stared at the cave with a look of wonder.

Bondan raised his chin slightly upwards as a gesture of astonishment. The cave shook its head while smiling at Bondan. Bondan looked away and stared at his phone while typing something.

The cave is still watching Bondan in surprise even though Bondan is no longer staring at the cave.

"Sil, it's your turn to play." said Faras surprised the cave daydreams.

The cave immediately turned its face and wanted to play the ball because of the cave's turn. Desi gives bekel balls and sea snail shells to the cave.

When the cave was about to play a bekel, suddenly a teacher entered the classroom. We who were sitting next to the classroom door were shocked to immediately move up and rush to sit in their respective places.

The cave hand still holds the bekel ball and the clam. The cave and friends ran to each other's place even though it was too late for the teacher not to see it.

Suddenly the clams that the cave holds detached from the grasp and scattered everywhere. The cave panicked and picked up the scattering shells first before sitting on a chair.

Farah helped the cave pick up scattering shells everywhere, after which we sat down at our place and the teacher of this hour's subjects was already sitting in his chair.

Arif prepared to pray, after praying we stood up and greeted. The teacher answered our greetings, after which we sat down.

Now we are entering the third lesson. The teacher who entered our class was a teacher who taught Indonesian subjects, his name was Bu Hesti.

Ms. Hesti is a good teacher and not fierce. We shouldn't have panicked when Ms. Hesti came in all of a sudden, because Ms. Hesti never punished students or schoolgirls. We respect the teacher.

We all took out Indonesian textbooks and opened them up to see last week's material.

"Where did the material come back?" ask Bu Hesti while flipping through Indonesian package books.

"Having a poem, ma'am." replied the cave after looking at the material last week.

"It's all written poetry?" said Bu Hesti making sure while looking at the cave.

"Udah, Mom. The material has been written all." replied the cave smiling as he looked at Bu Hesti.

Mom stopped getting out of her seat and wrote on the board.

"Bu-at-lah, pu-i-si te-ma be-bas. La-lu pre-press in-front!" Revan spelled out the writing that Bu Hesti had written.

"Make a free-themed poem. Then walk in front!" revan said smoothly.

"Well, now you make the theme poem up to you. If you have made a practical poem in front of the value mother." said Bu Hesti explained.

"How many lines, Mom?" revan asked Mrs Hesti.

"Whatever, just don't shorten it," replied Ms. Hesti, "Some one you want to ask again?"

"Enough, ma'am." replied the cave.

"Well, happy work!" Ms. Hesti sat back down to her seat.

The confused cave must make what poem? The cave is not a poet. The cave looks to the left right only to find out what the cave friends are making. It seems they already have a picture of the poem to be written.

The cave watches Bondan silently to see him do the chores. Gua thinks Bondan will be confused, but Bondan even looks relaxed as if writing poetry is an easy thing.

The cave looks up to the ceiling of the classroom to find inspiration for writing poetry.

"Writing a poem must use feelings to create a poem that leads one to understand the feelings written into the poem." murmured the cave while continuing to stare at the ceiling.

"Huh?" farah's voice came from beside the cave seat.

The cave turned its head for a moment towards Farah whose seat was beside the cave, "What?" ask the astonished cave to Farah.

Farah looked at the cave in surprise,

"So what did you say, Sil?" farah asked as she brought her ears closer to the cave.

"Gua didn't say anything, it's been there a long way!" the cave distanced Farah's head from the side of the cave using her right hand.

Farah snatched the cave book from the table and looked at the book that was still empty,

"Gosh ... You haven't written it yet?" asked Farah whose voice was a little loud while looking at the cave book.

Bu Hesti and the cave friends immediately turned to the cave row because of Farah's voice heard in one room.

The cave plundered the cave book from Farah's grasp and covered part of the cave's face that was only visible to the eye with the book.

"Farah, you have woken up the tiger again to sleep." whispered the cave to Farah.

Bu Hesti and the cave friends were no longer looking towards the cave. The cave friends continued writing poems.

"What?" ask Farah to the cave.

"Gua has a lot of idoy stuff anyway?" murmured the cave patiently.

"No." replied the cave to Farah.

Farah continued to write poetry. The cave put a book on the table and began writing poetry. Originally the cave wrote the first sentence with origin, but after writing the first sentence it seemed like the cave knew what the cave had to write even though it did not represent its own feelings.

The cave tries to be someone else so that the cave can know what to write, at least this poem represents one's feelings even though it does not represent one's own.

"It's 5 minutes left. If anyone is finished, move forward in turn."

"Me, Mom." Daffa volunteered himself to come forward first.

"Yes here, Daf. Bring the book yak." replied Ms. Hesti who allowed Daffa to advance first.

The cave observes Daffa first before completing the writing of the cave.

Daffa moved from his seat to recite his poem. When he arrived at the front, Daffa gave his written book to Ms. Hesti.

"Read it, Daf. After that the book love to mother." said Ms. Hesti to Daffa.

Daffa nodded in understanding and he seemed to be preparing to recite a poem. Daffa looked nervous when he saw the cave and the rest of his friends noticed him in front of the class.

"Woy, Daf. Scribbles!" egi said to Daffa. Daffa looked more nervous.

Daffa smiled faintly at Egi and tried to calm himself down so as not to get nervous.