Between You and My Parents

Chapter 2 Not Up Class

Childhood is the happiest time for some children. The time of happiness is eager to repeat itself when puberty has come. But I don't want to remember the times that made me as stupid as I am now.

At that time in a prolonged drought.

That morning Grandma sat down with her mom and Roy, who was fed breakfast, and I played with my doll next to my grandma.

" Dinda here you are". Said om Ridwan calling in a cynical tone.

I went straight to "iya om, what's wrong?". I bow my head.

"Ambilin scissors in the room. hurry up !". Say it with Bringis.

Of course I ran to get the scissors on my mom's desk. And immediately gave it to Ridwan.

"It's om". I gave the scissors and stepped up wanting to run towards my mom and Roy. But my footsteps just stopped.

" where are you.-- sitting here". Orders om Ridwan who told me to sit quietly under the acid tree beside the house.

I obey the wishes of Ridwan who asked me. I sat under a tree and om ridwan grabbed my hair and cut it. My eyes glazed over wanting to scream, yet could not. I held it until my tears finally spilled on my cheeks.

" there you took a bath". Said Ridwan after I finished cutting my hair. I ran to the room and stood in front of the glass to see my favorite hair.

I was crying so much. I don't like my hairstyle as short as a man's hair. My mother wanted to be angry to see me like that, but her helplessness made my mother fall silent without knowing how to.

"Your son took a shower there.- Your hair is beautiful with a model like this.- You will also not be sultry anymore. Tomorrow if you're a new adult you can let your hair break down long, son". Said the mother who knew when she was standing next to me holding my hair.

I just fell silent and went to the bathroom. While the mother went out for the kitchen and took Roy who was carried by the grandmother.

"Tomorrow just input Dinda school buk. Than just messing around here". Said Ridwan who did not like to see me just playing alone.

"But dinda is still underage for school.- where can Dinda enter with a new age of 5 years. You're making it up by the way." Answer the grandmother who did not accept it.

"Why can't, can--- tomorrow I bring him to school if you don't want to". Said Ridwan kekeh.

Mother just stood there shedding tears hearing the debate between the child and the mother (my mother's two). Her ignorance made mom complain to dad.

After finishing cooking in the kitchen mom went to the room while Aunt Rini just came home from work that afternoon. He went straight to the kitchen to wash the dirty dishes and entered his room.

Aunt Rini is a jutek girl, her breingas, and her emotional high. He spoke a little but cut.

Mom's room waiting for dad to come home from the field.

"Well-I'm not sure about your brothers who disobeyed Dinda. He was a kid. But they were told to go to school, though,. Say mommy with teary eyes.

"Have we received it first with a roomy chest buk.-- what can we do? Here we just hitchhiked. I'm sorry I haven't made you happy." Said my father holding my mother's shoulder.

I just took a deep breath and lay down next to my father.

When the chicken started crowing, the sound of birds began to sound melodious. I still wrapped my body with a soft blanket attached to my body. The feeling of laziness to wake up made my mother start to enter the room and open the window of my room that morning.

"Dinda wake up come on boy.-- can't sleep again when it's dawn prayers. You should take a shower, son. Because today is the first day you're gonna sign up for your school."

Mommy said, looking at the morning view from the window.

"Am I buk school.--yeah I'm going to take a bath buk." I ran to the bathroom excited. I'm happy because of school, because I'm going to have a lot of friends there. I will not play alone anymore, I thought.

After I finish, Mom prepares the clothes, and the necessities that I will bring to Elementary School.

I did not forget to prepare breakfast and snacks.

"Sister--dinda is ready yet?". Said Ridwan who was waiting outside.

"Already-yelling my mom..-ayo baby om you've been waiting. You are the one who said your om". Say mommy by kissing my cheek.

"Good buk". I kissed my mother's hand and ran to see Ridwan.

" sister..-- dinda sama brother Ridwan go where?". Ask aunt Rini who is ready to go to work.

"You're applying for school". Answer me while going to the kitchen.

" What--- not wrong ? Dinda is only 5 years old. Later if he relapses again because he can't take lessons how?." Aunty was shocked and reminded my mother of my circumstances.

Aunty fell silent and left in front of her mother. Roy who was still sleeping made my mother able to do homework calmly. Grandma's gone to the market and my grandfather and my father went to the field.

Once at school I was tested by the religious teacher at that school. And om ridwan talked to the principal.

The many friends who invited me to meet made me so happy.

"Yes.-- we got here yeah . Welcome to this sweet school. Now you can go home". Saying buk guru

"Horeeeee". We cheered happily.

Then I went home with Ridwan. "Ni yes.- You must remember the way to school and the way home. So tomorrow and so on you will not be picked up.-- if the road you can still walk with aunt Rini". Speak to Ridwan on foot.

When I got home I ate and talked to my mom. Mom was happy to hear I was happy because it was not yet time to go to school.

My days at school walk on the morning dew through the rice fields I and Aunt Rini every morning must be wet with dew in the morning especially during the rainy season, we had to mishap had to carry our shoes clean until school.

When I started the exam, my head was still able to accept the questions that I was able to answer. But when rising to class 2 I began to sharpen the brain must be able to memorize times. Which makes my head sick.

At home I cried because I couldn't memorize . Times-share-add-less. It makes me dizzy.

"Y-- memorizing makes my head feel stiff. It hurts so much." I said I slept on my mom's lap because Roy was asleep so mom had time for me.

"You don't push yourself, son, you learn little by little." My mother replied while twitching my dizzy head.

"Thank you mother.---- tomorrow I will test for my 3rd grade raise buk. Can I ride with things that I think are so complicated.

I said looking at my mother's sad face.

"God willing, you must ride, son. Even if you don't ride, I'm still proud because you're willing to fight". Answer mom kissed my forehead.

And I slept in my mother's lap. Then my father took me to the room to rest and dream beautifully in my room.

After a few days of testing. I was sure I wouldn't go to class.

Saturday my friends and I had to bring rice wrap to school because they had to receive a report.

When we spent the rice wrap together in the classroom we were nervous before the class teacher came to bring our report.

"Now before you receive this report you pray first". Speak to the class teacher

After you finish reading the prayer "well now if you have received this report you open at home so that your mother and father know your values. For those who do not go to class do not be discouraged.-- you must be more active in learning more spirit". The teacher in front of the class.

We just ducked. Buk teacher started calling our name first is champion 5 smpai champion one. But there is no name...

After my absence arrived I also went forward to take my report.

" you're learning more, son." Said the teacher holding my shoulder. I went straight home and did not want to open my report in front of my friends. I don't want to be ashamed because of the value I got.

Arriving home I saw Aunt Rini and mom sitting down.

"Assalamualaikum warohmatullahiwabarokatuh". I said when I got in front of the door.

"Vaalaikumussalam". Answer my mother and my aunt.

" where did you see the report sanyang". Mom said with a smile.

I gave my report to my mother and changed clothes and didn't want to leave the room. Because I already know about my report. I live in Class 2. An embarrassing value.

I cried in my room, Grandma came to me and sat by my bed.

"Good and not you.- your grandmother and mother and your family still support you.- - you were schooled not only have to have good grades. How far is the science you get. So don't despair like this, baby". Grandma said as she stroked my shoulder.

"But what about om Ridwan.-- surely he will be angry grandma.----- I'm afraid grandma". I said to my grandmother.

No one can scold you like there's a grandmother here." Grandma comforted me so I wouldn't cry anymore.

And of course I rise again and spirit as usual without having to fear scolded om Ridwan.