Behind the High School Uniform

Chapters 1. Grief News

That morning, I set foot to go to school. It was the morning that made me feel so excited because every morning I felt the most beautiful thing in my life. Meet with friends, joke and joke, and share stories with each other. Moreover, there will always be ink scratches in the diary that help carve beautifully in every event in my life.

Today, nothing is different from the days before. Until then, I was called by Bu Ani, as the teacher of BK who asked me to immediately pack up and hurry home. Honestly, I was confused at the time. I also thought what was my mistake? I was asked to pack up and hurry home. Until I finally went back to see Bu Ani who was in the teacher's room at the time.

"Excuse me, ma'am." I said, knocking on the door of the room.

At that moment, all the teachers in the room looked at me with sharp eyes. It makes me more confused and a little scared. I momentarily forgot about the look like a wail. Until one of them approached me, embracing me.

"Nadhira! You are patient, baby! Mother, along with the teachers here are also deeply saddened," said Bu Dina who made me a little stunned.

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Yep! My name is Nadhira Atmadjaya. I'm a Grade XI student, majoring in IPA. I went to one of the most elite high schools in Jakarta. My father, Hadi Atmadjaya. He is a businessman who owns a company and retail stores and has spread in several major cities. My mother's name is Tania Soedrajat. He is a general practitioner who has been the head of the department in one of the big hospitals and also in the Jakarta City area.

Hearing the profession of both my parents, you certainly know, what kind of picture of my life that never felt the lack of material in the slightest.

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At that moment, my legs began to stretch. This heart began to beat quite fast and the mind began to fall into disarray because hearing Bu Dina also expressed her sorrow to me.

"What do you mean, Mom? Why did Mom say I was sorry? What's the matter, Mom? Why was I suddenly told to go home? What's wrong, Mom?" I asked, who was starting to panic. Makes my chest feel tight because it is no longer able to just catch my breath.

I looked back at the sad gazes of those who then slightly lowered their heads, as if no one could just explain to me what was really going on. Until Miss Dina finally hugged me. Instantly, my tears were dripping. I sensed that something was happening, especially with the words of Ms. Dina that made my heart so scared. Afraid that something might happen to my family.

And sure enough! When Bu Ani tried to approach me, she tried to explain slowly. At that time, Ms. Dina kept embracing me. As if I didn't want to take his hand off my shoulder. He slightly stroked my hand gently with eyes that began to glaze over.

"Look, Ra. Before, honestly. Mother and all the teachers here actually do not want to make you sad. However, one of your family contacted the school. He reported, if ...," said Bu Ani who immediately stopped. It was as if he could not continue his words. Seen from the look of his face that was so doubtful. However, it made me even more curious and made my heart instantly unsettled.

"Your father, it's gone, Ra. You are patient, yes" said Bu Ani without hesitation.

Like being struck by lightning in broad daylight! The sad news made me very surprised when I heard it from Bu Ani. My breath was hunting, my legs were squeezing, so I was not aware, if I immediately fell down and knelt by being held and held by Ms. Dina. My tears were instantly unable to hold. Even so, I still can't believe what Ms. Ani said.

"No way, Mom! My father is okay! Mommy must be wrong! That's not my dad, Mom! No!" hysterical shouting.

It turned out to make all the teachers who were in the room move from the seat. As if it was just to calm me down. Until Bu Dina was helped by Pak Ari felt lifting my body. I let go of all my tears. As if resigned to my body that they somehow leaned me where. I wish it was all just a nightmare from my deep sleep. However, the reality that had just dawned on me.

Out of nowhere, suddenly Mr. Darmo was beside me. Mr. Darmo, is one of my drivers. He was asked by my family to pick me up. I clearly saw the look on his face which was also looking at me with a glare. His face was so sad as I tried to grab and wrestle on his arm.

"Sir! This isn't true, is it, sir? You're all right, sir? Aye, right? Answer, Sir!" force me while screaming back.

At that time, Mr. Darmo was just silent and bowed. I felt his hand caress my hair. I thought he was holding his cry in front of me, as well as all the teachers in front of him. Until finally, Mr. Darmo persuaded me to go home immediately.

"Excuse me, sir, Mom. I have permission to bring Neng Nadhira home first. Thank you and I'm sorry for troubling you, Mom, everyone." Mr. Darmo said goodbye with a little bowing his body.

"Yes. Please, Sir. Once again, we mourn deeply" said Bu Ani, who then Mr. Darmo just nodded. In the meantime, I can just keep crying.

Mr. Darmo then took me out of the room. He led me slowly to the parking area to get closer to the car he had parked there.

"Sir! Nadhira's just a dream, isn't he, sir? This is all not really ‘ right? You can't leave Nadhira alone, can you, sir? Not possible, Sir!" I said while continuing to wrestle in Mr. Darmo's arm.

"Prophey, Neng. Pray that Neng Nadhira's father is all right" said Mr. Darmo who again calmed me.