Deepest Wound

HE WAS CALLED TO MR. ADJI'S ROOM

The break was over and I went to class. I saw a pile of books on Master's desk. Said one of my friends It is a Biology task book that has been completed in check.I approached and then I checked the books there but I did not find my book. Until the books are finished, there is no left but where is my book.

"Good day children..., who here is Anita Azis? Please immediately meet Mr. Adji in his room," said Mr. Samsul one of the officers at my school.

My friends stared at me at the same time. Maybe they were wondering if Mr. Adji had even called me into his room.

"Did Mr Adji call me because of my words?" My inner.

Along the way to the room I did not stop to guess what the problem was. If the problem is really my series of words, I can't imagine what's going to happen next.

I knocked on the door after I got to Mr. Adji's room. After being sent in I also went straight to the table Mr. Adji.

Mr. Adji just glanced at me and invited me to sit in an empty chair in front of his desk. Looks like the empty chair was already prepared to put me on trial.

"Do you know why I called you into my room?" Ask Mr. Adji to look at me. His gaze is very difficult to understand.But he still looks handsome😁

I just shook my head. Because I don't know for sure what the problem is. Then Mr. Adji handed me my workbook and showed me the series of words I wrote in English.

"You wrote this?" Ask Mr. Adji.

I said, "Yes" because I wrote it.

"What do these words mean to me?"

"Make people who can read" I replied because that was the only answer I had in my head. But my heart certainly answered yes. I don't know what that feeling is either, just that I felt the burden in my heart slightly lessened after I wrote those words in my to-do book.

"What's the point of you writing words like this? Don't you know that I teach Biology, not English?"

"Yes, I know, sir," I replied.

"Then why did you include English lessons in my study hours?"

"I was just a fad about writing because at that time I had finished doing the task, while others had not and I was tired of having to wait," I said.

"But why write words like this hmm...?" Ask Mr. Adji. This time I saw Mr. Adji was a little more relaxed. Ahh.a new idea popped up in my head.

"What kind of words do you mean?"

"Aren't you the one who wrote it? Why did you say you don't understand?" Then Mr. Adji took and read my writing to translate it into Indonesian.

"*You speak, the way you look, and your every move is life to me, he said,,

I don't need to know your heart, which I know that I really want you*,,

"Do you really want to know my heart?" I asked after Mr. Adji finished reading my writing.

"Thank you.., you're the first person to say such words to me" I said again. I don't know why I keep following crazy ideas in my head.

"You are still in school, your job is to learn.., instead of thinking about things like this," said Mr. Adji while handing over my workbook. "This time I'm sorry'kan but if you repeat again then I'm not reluctant to call your parents."

"Again thanks, but I'm not ready to apply" I said saying goodbye and hurriedly left the room Mr. Adji.

I didn't care when Mr. Adji directly glared at me when I came back to work on him. Because honestly my last words, it was purely a reflex to slide out of my mouth without planning at all.

When I arrived at the class the lesson was in progress. Mom Maya Master of Economics. I knocked on the classroom door and then Maya told me to come in. I went straight to my desk and occupied my chair.

Dina and Sari were seen kepo upon my arrival in class. Then they asked me while whispering, why did Mr. Adji call me to his room.

Then I said, "Sir Adji just wanted to hand over my book, right away," as I showed him the taskbook I had brought from Mr. Adji's room. "Let's be more romantic" I added, glancing my eyes at them.

"Dina, Sari! You two go ahead!!" The sound of Bu Maya's voice rang.

Ms. Maya is one of the most fierce teachers in my school. He disliked it the most if any student spoke a word outside of his subject matter.

An hour and a half passed like a century and a half if it was Bu Maya's lesson. Even sometimes even though it is time to change the hours of lessons Bu Maya still had time to give assignments or just explain the subject matter. Not to mention that I had to hold my laughter when I saw Dina and Sari become Assistant Bu Maya while in front of the class.

The last hour of study was over, I packed up my books and stuffed them in my bag.

When going through the school gate suddenly rain fell so hard that I had to take shelter first. It's been over 20 minutes but the rain hasn't stopped and I'm getting cold.

After waiting for a while more rain stopped then I hurriedly walked to get home as soon as possible because I was worried that the aftershocks would fall again. I heard someone honking from behind. I tried to pull over but the horn kept ringing. I turned my body around to see who was there.

Aaa.., my heart was screaming very loudly in there.

"Let's go up, let you go," said Mr. Adji offering me a ride.

"Thank you, but my house is near soon," I tried to refuse because I was worried that Mr. Adji heard my voice struggling there.

"Ayoo, it looks like the rain is coming back."

I saw the sky that looked dark the wind started blowing hard. The cold air was already felt all the way to my lungs. I finally received Mr. Adji's help to drive me home.

Mr. Adji was running the bike when I was sitting in the back. I smell the perfume of Mr. Adji because of a strong wind. What a feeling this, my heart beats so fast, lest Mr. Adji hear it.

After arriving in front of the house I also got off the motorcycle Mr. Adji. "Thank you, sir," I said.

Mr. Adji just smiles and runs his bike. I took the key from my bag to open the door. After that I went in and then I closed the door and I leaned back in there. I feel like my heart is back to normal.