Black Room

Marijuana

We cannot impose our opinions with a different viewpoint.

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I was awakened by the voice of Azan zuhur. My class seems empty. The pain in my head had begun to subside, my eyes were no longer painful either. I got out of class and walked to the kantin tek rida. I feel my throat dry. I feel so thirsty.

"Ehhh....Siraja sleep is awake" said Ijep who was at odds in front of me beside the laboratory.

Ijep walks with aldi, nando, and ripo. They laugh at ijep. I just shut up and passed them.

"People have Azan dik" Remember aldi.

"Drink a minute" I said

"Tek rida is closing" cried aldi.

"Dikan" Call a ripo who walks over to me. "Ntar in the afternoon we practice futsal. He said there was a futsal tournament SLTA Se-kabuhpaten level" said ripo.

"Can't be like it. Futsal shoes ngak cave bring" I replied.

"No papa. You practice tomorrow. Tomorrow do not forget to immediately bring the same futsal shoes change clothes" said ripo

I'm nodding. "When is the show?" My toot.

"The work starts tomorrow. Friday and Saturday" replied Ripo.

I patted and walked to the kantin tek rida. Upon arrival, tek rida was cleaning the hardware before returning home.

"You want to go home, tek?" My broom.

"Yes dikan. Etek wants to go home again" Sahut tek rida. "Your son sleeps to such a extent that your face is tangled"

I smiled kissed. "Cold milk one tek" My message. And tidied myself in the mirror of a parked motorcycle.

"Wrapped yes, etek want to go home the song" said tek rida.

"Yes, it's wrapped" Sahutku.

"So wanda here. He said there will be a futsal match sekabuhpaten in montela" said tek rida by pouring cold milk packed in plastic.

"Oh yes. Ripo also said" Sahutku "Cigarette two sticks tek" my message porch issuing money on the back of my pants.

"Wanda said in the framework of kodim's birthday" Tek rida said by thrusting two cigarettes.

"Yes, it's only five thousand right" Sahutku by paying my groceries and then walk into the old room.

"Thank you" said tek rida.

Inside the old building. I heard bojek screaming inside the roza canteen. Roza's canteen is next to the tek rida canteen. Only a few meters away. The roza canteen is also next to the old building.

"Bojek" call me.

Bojek poked from the back door of the rozaa canteen. "What?"

"You want cimeng?" My bargain.

"Wait a moment" he said and disappeared into the canteen roza.

Bojek came out with a glass of cold coca-cola and a cigarette he was smoking. I went further into the old building. Sitting on top of a kula beside the tek rida canteen. The voice of iqamat is heard calling for the sign of prayer zuhur will begin. I started rolling my wedge. Since the third grade, I often bring marijuana occasionally to school. I was always accompanied by junior bojek two levels below me. Bojek is ipan and dori's friend. Ipan and dori were the ones who taught bojek to smoke marijuana.

"Dimontela there's a futsal turnement in two weeks "Say bojek when you arrive.

"Yes. Goalkeeper cave as a substitute for gani"

"His player has been chosen?"

"It has. Bang wanda who chose" replied the bojek and sat beside me.

"Who is the player?" I asked the porch to give milk as a polish on my twine.

"If third grade you're just the same ripo"

"How many people are all?" I asked and then burned my carcass.

"First grade. Cave, tullo, ade, and fandi" Bojek was busy thinking with his finger counting the number of people he mentioned. " The second class came. Dapit, diki, and gani. There are 9 players" Bojek explained.

"Si kiki ngak coming"

"No. He plays too many skills, his ego is high" said Bojek.

I dabbed marijuana into bojek, bojek smeared his kretek cigarette to me. I feel the pain in my head is starting to go away. The feeling of tiredness no longer felt gnawing at my body. Cannabis makes my mind and soul feel calm.

"Enak is tomorrow. Not studying for two days" said Bojek.

"Did the show start in the morning?"

Bojek nodded. "Till afternoon" he said

Bojek seemed to be enjoying his suction. Fumes were pouring out of his mouth and nose. Usually bojek with tullo local friends who are also marijuana users.

"Where's tullo?" My toot.

"There was a rozaa, he didn't want to nyimeng he said"

"Why?"

"Don't know, afraid to be ***** time of study" said bojek by dipping marijuana at me.

"Emang if you don't smoke marijuana he can be smart in the lesson?"

"Alright ******" Bojek laughed.

I felt the effects of this marijuana did not have much effect on my consciousness. Unlike many people who say that marijuana makes him stupid. Or what Dori said could all be funny after smoking marijuana. However, every time I smoked marijuana, I just felt a calm mind and soul. I don't know, everyone has different perceptions.

"Different taste well with marijuana has ipan" said bojek.

"How different?" Sahutku.

"This one is better. Stuck drowned. If you have an ipan it feels a little soft. His nose was also slow. If you have your mah half-rolled it already feels penewwwww" explained bojek.

I laughed at Bojek's explanation.

"Just like I have an ipan" I said.

"But it feels different"

It is true, we cannot impose the same opinion even from a different point of view. Bojek felt the difference from ipan marijuana with the marijuana I brought. Though our marijuana comes from the same hole-Sama-sama took from bg teiko. Yet. Further away. Storage does affect the taste and smell of marijuana. People who store marijuana in the ground, will make marijuana smell of soil and feel like soil when smoked.

The voices of the students began to sound boisterous in the school environment. That is a sign that all students have finished performing the congregational prayer. Me and Bojek walked our class. Follow the next lesson before you go home.