Between Certainty and Loyalty

Between Certainty and Loyalty
Gathering



Introduce me is Monika, I just entered high school, I'm a classmate with elementary school friends, Meri and Fina, where we are always together, although the distance of our homes is far but not keep us from always being together. The school bell rang the sign of the break time coming, my friend and I as usual headed to the school cafeteria, bought snacks to prop up a rumbling stomach. The pocket money I get from my parents is sometimes not enough so sometimes I save pocket money by carrying provisions or fasting.


As we walked towards the School Canteen there was someone who called my name, spontaneously on my view it turned out to be a man but I did not know who he was. Upon arrival at the school cafeteria my friend asked me who the man was, and I said I did not know him, I just saw him when he called me. "cie.cie ..cie....who is Monik?" ask meri to me, "i don't know, I don't know him" I replied, "don't-don't-don't be a secret admirer" added Fani, "akh what the hell, don't worry" I reply.


After eating in the cafeteria we go back to class because the entrance bell has rung the next lesson will begin. A few hours passed the bell rang back the sign we went home, my heart was happy because the drowsiness I endured I could finally put down. I didn't go straight home because I had to clean up the class first so that tomorrow when my picket schedule was not rushed to school to clean the class and I didn't like it if it was clean and neat I was sweating again, that's what makes me not confident, except for the schedule of sports lessons I always prepare soap and towels to clean my face and body so that I am cleaner and fresher during the next lesson.


Meri and Fina usually help me picket but because of the schedule eskul PMR they follow start early so I picket itself is not helped by Meri and Fina. Indeed my picket schedule coincides with the PMR extracurricular schedule they follow.


After I finished the picket I closed the classroom door and locked it, I went home through the sidewalk of the school because if the front pass is a bit far away. When I walked I was surprised that someone called my name I turned to my face, it turned out that he was the man who called when I went to the cafeteria during the break. "Monica!" call him


All the way home I thought about who that person was if I had ever known him, had I met him somewhere, but I did not remember him. Is it possible that he's a friend of Meri or Fina, but if he's a friend of Meri or Fina they must have talked to me when she called my name, I thought in my mind that I didn't feel like I was home. Arriving at home I clean myself praying and eating, after eating I prepare a schedule for tomorrow's school there is PR or not, already done or not. If I haven't done PR yet, I keep my PR book in my bag, to do it at night, if it's been put in a bag sometimes I forget. After making up the schedule for school tomorrow I helped my mother clean the house, wash the dishes, sweep , mop & sweep the yard. If my mom goes to the market with my dad I help my mom keep the stall until the afternoon the stall closes. At night I learned to do my chores until I finished, and then I went to sleep.


Tomorrow I wake up earlier than usual, because I'm the last one home with my class keys. I took a shower and then tidied up my room to help clean up the house and then got ready to wear school uniform and breakfast and go to school. Arriving at School my classmates have not come, I am a little relieved because I can sleep in class until my classmates come.


Soon my friends came including Meri and Fina, the school bell also sounded the first lesson mark starting when the Mathematics lesson took place the teacher asked me as a picket officer to fill the markers in the teacher's room. Me and Meri did what the teacher told me to do, when in the teacher's room I was ordered by the teacher to call the 7th class president which means my upperclassman, Me and Meri wanted to refuse but this teacher's order of the times was rejected it was not polite I thought to myself. When walking to the classroom, Fina suddenly came calling us to immediately bring the marker that is in the refill, because it will be used soon. Meri asked me to keep calling the 7th class president to fulfill the teacher's orders, but I refused and asked Meri to call her. But Meri refused because the teacher ordered me, "Give me the one who called the 7th class president" I said to Meri, "no! the Monika who was called by the teacher to call him is not me!!, after all, the Monik canon also supports him!"reply Meri to me, "his name is also ordered by the teacher when rejected is not polite" I replied to Meri, "have already been quarrelling, this marker has been waiting for the teacher, tuh, get angry and just know the taste!" Fina interjected, "yes I called the upperclassmen, you guys go first to class, but don't tell me I'm hanging out on the canteen!" I'm back to Meri and Fina.


Meri and Fina headed to the classroom to give the marker that awaited the teacher and continued to follow the lesson. While I tried to bravely knock on the 7th grade door to call the class president, I took a deep breath and said hello there was no response from inside the classroom, the second greeting I said in a slightly loud voice because the noise coming from inside the class was very loud, still no response. The third time I said it aloud, still no one answered my greetings, I was a little upset because this made me late for math lessons, I ventured to open the classroom door by reading the basmalah in the heart of "bismillahirrahmanirrohim" in my heart. When the door opened suddenly the noise from the classroom stopped being silent and then I ventured into the classroom and the boisterous voice cheered me thinking they were the teacher, my face reddened, embarrassed mixed with anger, and the noise was cheering me up, I said "sorry to interrupt the 7th class president called by the teacher waiting at the office now", "well thank you Monika" one said, when I saw that he was the one who took me home together when I was picking, I walked out of the classroom and hid behind the door. It turned out that he was the 7th class president, while walking into the classroom I was still a little shocked and confused, how could this be a coincidence, I thought to myself. While taking the lesson I tried not to think about it to keep me focused as the lesson progressed.