Destiny Syakila
eps 1's
SD village 1
Ting ting ting!! The school bell rings indicating that the lesson time is over. Although the teachers have not finished the subject matter, but the lesson must be ended immediately, because it is time for the students to go home from school.
”Yeah! We're home!” all the students.
Mother teachers shake their heads to see the behavior of students who are more enthusiastic to go home than study.
”Kids! Get ready to go home!”
”Hore!!” shout them again with great joy.
The teacher smiled at them. He can understand the wishes and what is on the minds of children at their age, because he also had a childhood like them.
”Who wants to lead prayer?” The mother teacher looked at her students one by one, hoping that some of them would come forward to lead the prayer.
”I, Mom!” The girl with long black, white hair raised her finger upwards.
”Good. Syakila, come on, come on ahead! Stand next to the teacher to lead his prayer.” The teacher stood in his place.
Syakila advanced forward, she was standing right beside the teacher's mother.
”Come on start!”
Syakila nodded, ”Iya, Mom!”
”Friends, before we go home, let us pray first. Pray..di start!” smoothly and without a doubt, Syakila began to lead the reading of prayers.
Syakila's friends in the classroom lowered their heads and held their palms up to their chests. So did Syakila and the teacher, looking down and raising her hands up to pray.
”A'udzu billahi minasy syaitoni. Bismilborn Rahmaanir Rahim. Alhamdulillahi Rabbil 'aalamiin, Ar Rahmaanir Rahim, Maaliki Yaumid Diin, Iyyaaka na'budu wa Iyyaaka nasta'iin, Ihdinas Siraatal mustaqiim, Siraatal laziina an 'amta 'alaihim, Qhayril magdhuubi 'alaihim wa lad dallin.”
”Aamiin.” in unison the entire classroom uttered aamiin, agreeing to the prayer Syakila recited.
After finishing reading Surah Al Fatihah, Syakila continued to read Surah An-Nas and Al sincere until it was finished.
”Shadaqallahul 'adzim.” he closed his prayer while touching his palms to his face.
”Aamiin.” Simultaneously they all re-admitted the prayer that Syakila read, including the teacher's mother. Then they swept both palms on their faces.
”Alhamdulillah, thank you Syakila for leading the prayer.” said the teacher with a smile.
”Sama-sama, Mother teacher.” Syakila said with a smile, returning her teacher's smile. He returned to his seat.
The teacher tidied up all her teaching supplies, as well as her students, they put the textbooks back in the bag. The commotion could not be egalak anymore, because they scrambled to immediately kiss the back of the teacher's palm to go home.
The teacher hit the blackboard using a long ruler made of wood to silence those who are noisier. All of his students became silent, after hearing the sound of knocking on the blackboard.
”If you make a fuss like this, I won't allow you to go home!”
All the students bowed silently, not making a sound even though it was small, nor did they dare to look at the teacher's mother.
”The neatest line that will go home first!”
The mother teacher walked slightly towards the lips of the classroom door, she stood there and watched her silent and downcast pupil in her chair.
”The second row from the right side can go home!”
A row of Syakila rows immediately stood up from his seat. They lined up one by one neatly walking towards the teacher's mother, they slapped the teacher's hand and went home.
The teacher repeated his words pointing line after row of children who sat neatly to go home, until all was done.
”Syakila? I thought you were home.” said Arianti my friend Syakila. He saw Syakila still standing in front of the school fence, but Syakila went home first before him.
”I haven't come home, Anti. I'm waiting for you to come home together.” Syakila.
”Oh, then, what are you waiting for? Let's go home!” bring Arianti.
”We wait for Sartini, Helena, and Fitria first we go home together, yes?” haggard Syakila. Arianti.
Syakila is the second child of a mother named Sarmi and her father named Halim. Sarmi and Halim have six children from their marriage. Five women named Fatma 7 years old, Syakila 6 years old, Yuli 5 years old, Ita 4 years old, Endang 2 years old. And a boy named Hardin was 3 years old. Their distance is not far, because Sarmi never procrastinate her pregnancy.
They are not a rich family. They live with enough. Living in a remote village and surrounded by good friends, as well as a wise father and mother, made Syakila grow up to be a devoted child to her parents.
Syakila is rarely used to talk. Among the six of them were Fatma and Syakila who attended school, they both sat in grade 2 Elementary, just different classes.
”Hai, Syakila, Arianti, you guys have been waiting for us?” ask Fitria, Helena, and Sartini.
”Iya,” sahut Arianti.
”No also,” sahut Syakila.
”Nobody is waiting for you, right?” ask Fitria. The four friends nodded. ”Yes already, now we go home, yuk!”
”Come,” say Syakila, Helena, Sartini, and Arianti together.
They all walked to their homes, because the distance from school to their homes was not far.
Life in the village is not the same as life in the city. Life in the village is still far from the word air pollution, because there are only a few people who have private vehicles.
”Sore we have a holiday to teach, right?” ask Fitria on their way.
”Iya, we have a holiday to teach,” he said Kak Muti, ”He is busy to take care of something, so we have a holiday to teach for today and the next three days.” explained Syakila.
”Then, what should we do to fill the empty teaching time? I'm tired of cooking!” sahut Sartini's.
They seem to think.
”How about we go to Syakila's garden only? We do PR there, then we go home from the garden by the river. So, we take a shower first in the river, then we go home.” suggested Helena.
He had imagined how fun and exciting when swimming later.
”Iya..can...can...I want to.... I want....!” exclaim Fitria, Sartini, Arianti simultaneously.
Syakila looked confused, ”But, my mama's garden is very far away! Lastly there who complains will not go to the garden again?” tanyakanya.
”Arianti.!” answer Fitria, Helena, and Sartini compact.
Arianti laughed clumsyly while scratching his head which did not itch hearing his name in the cheers.
”It's okay, Syakila. Last time I was really tired, so reflexes said so. I will still come to the garden later, kok.” said Arianti defended himself.
”If you really want to go to the garden, after taking turns we immediately go there. But, you have to permission first with your mother and father.” Syakila said giving advice.
”Iya.. yes...that must be! If the road is not permission, there are mama and papa will be angry!” sahut Fitria's.
”Hum, if you do not remember, you will not ask permission from your parents. It has become a habit of all of you, I have been rebuked three times as you have parents. Your parents thought I was the one who invited you to go to the garden secretly without having to be the same permission of your parents.” Syakila complained.
He put on his upset face to see his friends one by one.
Syakila's friends laughed clumsily. The one in say Syakila is true, they sometimes forget to give permission to their parents to follow Syakila to go to the garden. As a result, Syakila was the one who was angry with their parents.
However, Syakila did not hate or stay away from her friends. Because only they can understand and understand Syakila, also only those who want to be friends with Syakila selflessly.
”I first well, my house has arrived!” pamit Arianti and Fitria together.
House Arianti and Fitria side by side.
”Iya, remember! Don't forget, we've eaten together at Syakila's new house we both went to the garden!” helena reminded me.
”And remember! Don't forget, to say goodbye to your mother and father and bring your PR book, yes. Anti do not forget you bring your package nail.” continued Syakila also reminded them both.
They both nodded.” Yes,” answers simultaneously.
Fitria and Arianti enter their homes. Syakila, Helena, Sartini continues his path.
”Syakila, Helena, I've reached my house. Da..dah.until you meet later.” said Sartini saying goodbye while waving his hand.
”Iya, da.dah.” say Syakila and Helena.
Now Syakila and Helena have reached their homes.
Among the five of them, Arianti's parents are slightly higher, his father is a policeman. While the other parents, they live well enough as Syakila. But they were luckier than Syakila.
