Behind the High School Uniform

Chapter 7. Back School

That morning, I was determined to go back to school. I started packing, tidying up all the books along with his stationery.

Although it's hard to leave mom at home, but I have to try it. Honestly, I was very worried about my mother's condition, but I also did not want to linger from my school.

So many dreams that I have to achieve, one of which is to be able to graduate from this school immediately.

If I have graduated from school, it means I have plenty of time every day. With that time, I can use my time to keep working.

Because by working, I will earn income. Whatever the income, the important thing is that I can continue to finance the treatment of mothers, also finance daily needs.

Before going to school, I took the time to look at my mother for a moment. I have also prepared some food, as well as drinks for him.

I put all that on his room table. Because at that time, I saw a mother who was still sound asleep. I slowly approached her, I gently kissed her forehead, and I washed her black hair.

"Nadhira said goodbye to school first yes, ma'am. Mom's fine at home. Nadhira hope, the mother can quickly return to health as usual. Nadhira misses mom, misses dad, misses all the togetherness we used to be. Nadhira also does not know, ma'am, if Nadhira can mengejelanin this alone. Fussing over all these trials without the support of mom, and dad. Nadhira is scared, ma'am! Scared!" I whispered slowly, in his ear. Until unconscious, if it turns out my tears are dripping.

After making sure that she was okay, I came out of her room. Not to forget, I locked the door. I wish that my mom could stay in her room until I get home.

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This morning, the first time I felt completely alone. No more kisses of affection, which I used to get from both my parents.

In fact, good morning when I just woke up from my sleep, I no longer hear this morning.

Morning, where I started everything by myself. Things I never did before, now I have to do.

Where I had to get up early, to prepare breakfast for my mother. Prepare the school uniform, which I will wear. Because before, everything was done by my house assistant.

"Yes, God. Please heal my mother. I will never be able to face this world alone. I need a mother, to continue to accompany my journey." My do'a, in starting the steps to get to school.

Before heading to school, I took the time to stop by Mr. Rt's house. I wanted to ask him for help, so that he could occasionally see the condition of my mother, while I was in school.

Fortunately, Mr. Rt immediately agreed to my request. I was more relieved, and felt much calmer leaving my mother. Although, it still feels too heavy.

From Mr. Rt's house, I walked straight to school. Soon, I arrived right in front of the school gate.

I stopped my footsteps for a moment. I feel my heart beating pretty fast. Doubt suddenly came, making me then undo my intention to continue to step into it.

"Bismillah" I said in my heart, as I made a determination to continue in school.

I put on my cherry face, and hurriedly stepped into the slowly corridor of the school. I hope it's all the same as before.

"Hi, Ra!" I heard someone greeting me. I looked over, and there was a smiling Dhea approaching me.

At that moment, I could only be silent. And I don't know how I felt when Dhea greeted me. Instantly I was very confused, confused as to how to behave in front of my friends.

"Ra! Wh why? Still sad, huh? Sorry yes, Ra. I can't bring you this yesterday. Because you know it yourself, right? Tasks are a lot, Ra. But, I was very happy, finally you can get back to school. You're healthy, aren't you, Ra? Lo's mother, how? Healthy too, right?" dhea asked, which made me think that maybe, Dhea was testing me, or she really didn't know my condition.

I simply returned his smile, and chose not to answer any of the questions.

Because of any story, I made sure to tell him. But, this time somehow it was hard to tell Dhea everything.

In fact, I really need someone to share this poignant story. Someone who would listen to my complaint. But I feel ashamed to tell it to anyone.

"Ra! Lo, angry is it me?" continued again.

"No, Dhe. Why am I angry at you?" my Sahut, who then embraced it.

"Noah! I'm so excited about you, Ra. If you have anything, do not hesitate, make the same story me. I will always be a good listener for you, Ra." said Dhea, who also embraced me back.

I smiled again, and I wanted to tell Dhea everything. But as much as possible I hold him. Other than being embarrassed, I also don't want Dhea to stay away from me.

We finally walked into the classroom. Seeing and meeting all my friends, made me forget a little about the burden of life that I am carrying right now.

Their greeting voice, which seemed so enthusiastic about welcoming me back to school, made me feel even more grateful and happy.

Until suddenly, the presence of Rima that makes me feel stubborn again. Because only he knows what my current condition is like.

"Hi, Ra!" her broom, with a slightly jutek face.

"Hi, Rim!" I answered, doubtful.

"Gue thought, you're not going back to this school. Because it's.." chirped him, which I quickly switched the conversation.

"Eemmm, sorry, Rim. I think I'd like to sit down." I quickly left Rima, and slightly pulled Dhea's hand, to invite her along with me.

I know, if Dhea looks at me as if confused by my attitude towards Rima, who seems reluctant to respond.

But I try to be ordinary. I don't want Dhea to be curious, because before me and Rima there was never a problem that made us look to keep each other at a distance like now.

"Krrieinnggg.. Krrieggg.."

There was a bell ringing, because the time had shown at 07.00wib, which means the lesson time will start soon.

At that time, all the students in my class were silent, as they waited for the presence of Mr. Roni, as a math teacher, as well as my homeroom teacher who would fill the first subject.

There was the footsteps of someone who was about to walk towards my classroom.

"Srsttt! Uh, there's Mr. Roni, dateng. Spit-cepet, sit tight!" said Hani, as class leader.

The atmosphere of the class immediately became quiet, and I heard the voice of Mr. Roni who was saying greetings, while entering the class.

"Assalamu'alaikum, good morning, everyone!" said Mr. Roni.

"Wa'alaikumsalam, morning too, sir!" answer all students, simultaneously.

However, I see Mr. Roni is not alone. He entered with a student, whose face I had never seen before.