Deepest Wound
ILL
"You...?"
"Hm, yes?" I looked up at Mr. Adji and uhhh.
"Whose name?" Ask Mr. Adji again.
"Oh, my name is Anita sir" I replied.
"Anita? So there are two Anita in this class, what if I call one of you?" Ask Mr. Adji because it happens to be one of my friends in class also named Anita. "I call you Anita Azis using your last name. No problem, right?" Ask Mr. Adji.
"Yes," I answered. "Where do you know my name?" Ask again. This is my habit of asking things directly and this is purely reflex.
"What's in your uniform, not your name?"
I fell silent and thought for a moment. I just realized my name was on my school uniform.
"Then, you should be able to read it yourself without having to ask, right...?" I said I don't want to lose.
"I just want to make sure that the students in this class are serious about learning or that some are still sleepy."
I understand, Mr. Adji must be insinuating me.
The lesson began, Mr. Adji began to open the book, and explain the materials in the Chapter. It turns out that the material presented by Mr. Adji is much easier to receive from our previous Biology Teacher. Or maybe because Mr. Adji is handsome times huh. Haha...
It did not feel like the lesson hours were over. Time to change the lesson time. Mr. Adji was also willing to teach in another class.
During the break, the friends gathered several groups and talked about the way Mr. Adji taught. They are much quicker to understand what has been said. It's not just me feeling that way. If it's about the handsome Mr. Adji, just think of it as a bonus. Hehe.
Graduation period for Kak Laras and that means it is time for me to separate from Kak Laras who will continue his education in a different city.
And this is my first day without Laras. I was taught to cook rice with rice cooker. And the rest I just buy it because I can't cook vegetables or anything else. As for washing clothes I use Laundry services.
I never felt afraid when I lived alone, only I felt very lonely. Father and Mother are increasingly rarely looking at me, and even sometimes only Mother who comes. Mother said, Dad was very busy taking care of the plantation.
Because I felt lonely I finally took part in some activities at school. I am very interested in music classes and would love to learn to play guitar. After mastering the basic techniques of playing guitar, I took the initiative to buy a guitar from my savings all this time. I was really into this new hobby of mine until I finally started to forget my original purpose.
One day I was invited to take a dance class to encourage the students from our School in the inter-school basketball competition. Every time I come home from school I practice with other friends. A few days in sports with training I was sick. I forgot I shouldn't be too tired.
I was confused how to tell Daddy and Mommy about my situation because the place where Dad and Mommy live there is no network.
As usual, my friends would pick me up to go to practice. Because I didn't come out to open the door they finally asked Ina's sister next door. Brother Ina tried to help me by peering through the window of my room. I woke up and immediately opened the door despite having to endure the dizziness and pain all over my body.
After I opened the door I went straight to the living room sofa and lay there because I could no longer go back to the room.
After that I do not remember anything else and do not know what happened when I was unconscious that clearly Mother was already in my room at that time. Not long Dad came in still wearing a peci and a sarong. Looks like Dad just had a prayer, because the clock in my room shows at 19:45.
Mother approached me and held my forehead. "The heat has gone down" said Mother. "Maybe a fever because of kangen alone yes, son," Mother gently rubbed my hair.
I cried and Dad approached me too. "Will Anita go back with Mommy and Daddy to go home?"
I just shook my head. I don't want to go back to that place. Even imagining it makes me depressed.
It's been two days that Mother and Father have taken care of me. That afternoon I felt much better. I approached Dad who was sitting on the porch bench. Then I sat down next to him.
Dad looked at me, more precisely at my hair.
"Anita why is her hair like this...? While stroking my new model hair. Because I was being surprised at that time. And I just look more tomboyish.
"This is again ngetrend Well.," I replied.
"Anita knows.., I already have two Sons, that means Anita is the only daughter of Father...." Father did not continue his words but I can understand.
"Sorry Dad.., Anita promises to take care of Anita's hair as before. And Anita won't cut her hair unless Dad asks, "I hug Dad from the side and Dad rubs my hair. The hair that disappointed me.
"Why is my dad curusan?" My toot.
"Lately I've been very busy on the farm. Oiya, how's your school?" Ask Dad.
"Okay" I replied briefly. Although I want to say I am very happy because there is a very handsome Biology Teacher.
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This is my first day at school after a few days off due to illness yesterday.
First enter already welcomed the hours of lessons from the handsome Master. Who else if not Mr. Adji.
The more beautiful Mr. Adji is. The way he talks the way he moves and stares, ahhhh.
After delivering the learning material we were given the task to fill some questions.
I'm done with my job. But I have to wait for the others to finish first and the hours of doing the work are still there. Tired of waiting finally crossed my head. I reopened my workbook and wrote a few words in English. "He, the Biology Teacher, might he care about words like this," my inner self smiled as I closed my workbook.
After the lesson ended, I collected my assignments and then went to the cafeteria with my friends. After recovering from my illness yesterday I started to pay attention to my diet because I didn't want to trouble Dad and Mommy and make them worry anymore.
