Diamond Hearts
Episode 8: Learning With the Sultan
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…lucas…
After the incident “monkey handsome” (Sultan who has a handsome face, did a silly acrobat by going down the 2nd floor of his class building by way of a tangle in a tree), sultan and I again split up to continue our classes – each because the first break has run out…
We continue our routine each – each until it comes time to go home.I left the class first than Sultan.After I finished monitoring the picket officer and I also have to pay Ashar prayers, as well, I went to the Sultan's class to wait for the Sultan.Pretty long wait, finally the Sultan's class was over as well.I then accompanied the Sultan to do his Ashar prayer first, then, after that, we rode together until we reached the royal palace…
We entered the palace with – the same and we walked up the stairs to the 2nd floor also in tandem...
After that the Sultan and I split up again.Sultan immediately turned left from the stairs, towards his room While I was still walking straight into the hallway of the right wing of the palace, the dormitory where the male palace employees rest.My room is located 4 doors to the right after entering the hallway…
Actually I have a house with my family that is located not far from the palace, but because I have become a servant of the palace, the personal bodyguard of the crown prince or here we know him as a level 3 bodyguard, I can choose to stay in the palace or live with my family in my family home…
I choose both - both.If I miss my family, especially my mother, I will stay at my house.And if I have any more training or I do my duty again, I'll stay at the palace in the palace clerk's dormitory…
But, if in the palace, I am not alone in my room.Because of the rules, every palace employee including the guards like me who choose to stay in the palace must be ready to sleep 4 to 6 people in one room…I was part 4 roommates and I happened to be rooming with a fellow level 3 bodyguard…
I entered my room and greeted the other occupants of my room.My roommate welcomed me, but only 2 people, namely bang Andri and bang Bayu, were in the room while 1 person was left, bang Faisal is in charge of guarding the room of the crown prince aka my best friend, Sultan…
I cleaned up my stuff and then I went to take a shower.After bathing and getting dressed, I threw my body into my bed and played games on my phone.In my room there are 2 level mattresses, I have a, I slept one level mattress with bang Andri, I was on the bottom mattress and bang Andri on the top mattress, our mattress was facing vertically.While bang Bayu and bang Faisal slept the same level mattress, bang Bayu on the top mattress and bang Faisal on the bottom mattress, the mattress bang Bayu and bang Faisal facing horizontally…
An hour after I was ready to beberes, exactly at half-hour 6 pm, my other roommate, namely bang Faisal entered in a full bodyguard uniform, bang Andri was sewing his torn songket, and bang Bayu was playing guitar.While I, I was back playing the game.Saking especially playing the game, I did not realize if anyone knocked on my room door…
In addition to not realizing that someone was coming, I also did not realize that suddenly the room became quiet.What can be heard by me is just the voice of – inner voice of my roommate –.But, my roommate, again I did not heed the sound of those – sounds...Until a thin book slaps my head…
*Plak*
(the book landed on my head)
“Aduh, bang Andri.ngapain anyway.ini already want to win tau...”
I'm upset because I think bang Andri who menahiliku.Soalanya bang Andri sometimes also like to menjahiliku by throwing goods – light goods at me…
“Lah..not brother, Lucas..brothers here with Bayu..”.
I still can't believe the words of bang Andri because from the tone of his voice, bang Andri like he was holding back a laugh…
Likewise with my other roommates who also sounded like holding back laughter…
“Masa? trus who dong bang..ghantu? Ih...this branch..I almost won tau whereas..”.
I turned around to check the truth and was in shock…
“Win whatan, somplak..”.
Sultan grinned with nosiness.I was shocked because he surprised me so calmly even so calm, I could not hear his inner voice that usually noisily asked for forgiveness…
Ni son, as long as you know, he was originally brought out amazing.Bawel on the outside (cheret) yes, bawel on the inside (he sometimes likes to speak for himself in the heart) yes…
“Waaa…!!! *tock!* (the sound of my head hitting the top of my bed) Ergh ouch...my head...”.
I was shocked and woke up in panic, so panicked, my head so stumbled on the sky - the sky of my bed.I immediately held my head in pain.Friends – my roommate laughed at me gelagatku who was colonized by the Sultan…While the Sultan himself was shocked and looked like he regretted pranking me…
“Lucas!!! Geez..sorry...you don't what – what? Hurt huh? sorry...I don't mean to hurt you..here I treat...”.
The sultan panicked and came a little closer to me…
“Nggak...not what – what...not need to be treated kok...i am familiar...”.
I spoke carelessly because I was still furious with the Sultan.But I did not expect, said – I said instead provoked the emotion of the Sultan.I was initially furious at the Sultan, suddenly horrified to see the expression and response of the Sultan…
“Don't get used to trivializing your problems and pain, Lucas !…I don't like.. I don't like you to underestimate your pain because I'm so reminded of how stupid I am when I trivialize my pain... Stay here and let me treat your wound...”.
I can only be silent when I hear the word – said Sultan…I understand very well what the Sultan said because I watched with my own eyes when the Sultan was tormented and suffered excruciating pain in his head due to a disease he had craved for several years the past…
With mixed feelings, I finally resignedly let the Sultan treat the wound in my head.From my sleep tonight was overshadowed by – shadowed by the Sultan's cold and creepy gaze…
I sat on the edge of my bed rubbing – rub my painful head, while the Sultan took the P3K box from my desk, the Sultan took the liquid rivanol and plaster from the P3K box to treat my wound…
After treating me, I ventured to ask the Sultan…
“Oiya Sultan, by the way – says say you are here..rarely – you rarely go to my room..”.
I asked with – hearts to the Sultan.I'm afraid the Sultan is still upset because I had made the Sultan upset because of my sotoy abis talk…I was still sitting on my bed while Sultan saw – see my study table.Fortunately Sultan is not a typical person who can be angry linger – long…He even started smiling kindly…
“Hah...you forgot ya cas? You yourself are asking me for help to teach you mathematical material that you do not understand..”.
Sultan answered my question with an astonished smile while rocking - shake his “sakti” book which though thin, wiggles, but it contains a collection of mathematical formulas written super complete and super neat by the Sultan With the book that he slapped my head earlier…
“Astaghfirullah.iya yes...i forgot that I have a math assignment for the day after..”.
I held my head and hunted – hurriedly got up from my seat…
I looked at the Sultan who was still smiling at me.When I was speechless ..I just forgot that I asked the Sultan for help to teach me mathematical material that I did not understand, but the Sultan…he did not forget at all even he kept his promise.He was right – was a kind and trustworthy person...
The kindness of the Sultan is my strongest reason that makes me want to remain friendly with him, although many – times I was targeted and guinea pigs from his ignorance Sultan…
I was bengong staring at the Sultan because he was still speechless, until the Sultan broke my daydream…
“Hey...hello..I came here to help my best friend not to see the gaping statue..”.
The Sultan clapped his hands in front of me with a small laugh at seeing me…
“Eh...um..iya...Sultan...many thanks..I forgot that I asked for your help...”.
I'm looking for – find my math book…
“Hmmm..if it has promised, it must be kept.I just keep my promise business you forget or not, it is not my business.after all..I already know your forgetful habits.oiya, I'm out for a while yes, nyari openings.later abis iftar I will return here..we start abis maghriban, okay.”.
Sultan smiled casually and then he got up to get out of my room for a moment.Jeez, yes, I also forgot that Sultan was fasting.I feel ashamed of myself…Sultan belain – belain came here to help teach me according to my request even though he was tired because today he was very busy…
When the Sultan left my room, I got up to clean and tidy up my room to make the Sultan feel comfortable...Fortunately, my roommate was willing to help me clean up the room…
After the room was clean and ready, I picked up some snacks I kept for a week...Thank goodness I still have a few packs of snacks that can be eaten by the Sultan.There is a pack of milk biscuits, a pack of BBQ-flavored cassava chips, a small pack of chocolate honey-flavored sponge, and, and two cans of flavored drink…
I checked the expiration date of my snacks.Hmmm..It is fortunate that the expiry limit is still long.I put my snacks neatly on a small basket, then I put them next to my study table…
10 Minutes after the Azaan, the Sultan came back to my room with his drinking glass….I welcomed his arrival.He joked a little to us.He threw a crisp joke…
I held back laughter when I heard the Sultan's crisp joke.Kuadui the joke was crisp, but do not know why I still feel the joke is funny.Then my laughter broke to see the Sultan's funny expression…We looked at each other and laughed together…
I let the Sultan in and I closed the door of my room.Sultan greeted my roommate with kindness.He put his glass on my study table and then he went ablution...After he finished his ablution, he took the priest's saf.He echoed the qomat with his melodious voice and then he became the priest leading our Maghrib prayers…
After the prayer, because we had an agenda, he only prayed enough and then he got up and folded his peace.I stood up and went to my study table followed by the Sultan behind me…I borrowed Faisal's bang seat and I allowed the Sultan to sit down…
He opened the book and looked at me kindly…
“Eh...anu.materi about this Sul...I have tried to learn it well – well..I have been paying attention to my teacher but I do not understand..I've asked my classmate who is most intelligent in mathematics, I have asked for help, but I still don't understand..”.
I opened my textbook and then showed the material that I did not understand to the Sultan.I also took a book to doodle the Sultan…
“Try reading for a while..hmmm...exponents and logarithms yes?”
The Sultan observed the material I pointed at while drinking water in his glass…
“Iya...if basically I understand..but if it's been derivative and development is difficult, I do not understand..eh, Sul, btw you want nyemil not? Which one do you want?”
While the Sultan was observing a matter I did not understand, I offered the snack I had prepared to the Sultan…
“Wah..do not everything..no need to wasteful, just take enough, the rest save it again for you..eh, I want this, I open this one yes..”.
I've guessed, the Sultan will choose a sponge layer of brown honey.Sultan likes it with honey or processed from honey…
“Sok, please..”.
I smiled happily to see the thin Sultan willing to take food from me…
“Still...eh, here to Cas..”.
Sultan tore my bundle of balls and ate them slowly by pecking his small balls – small…
“Apaan Sul..”
I approached the Sultan…
“This one yes that you do not understand?”
The Sultan pointed right to the discussion of material that I did not understand…
“Iya this one..duh..the material is difficult to understand...or...I guess I'm a fool deh...the beginning of time I do not understand...”
I saw the material appointed by the Sultan then I took a breath.To be honest I was embarrassed because I felt myself stupid, but the Sultan actually encouraged me…
“Heh...don't say so..in this world there are no fools...only our ability to absorb information is different – different…we all have the advantages of each – and our brains also work to understand the material in different ways.do not demean yourself..if you do not understand mathematical material, it is not what –...I will help you as long as I can.don't hesitate.”.
Sultan smiled angrily towards me and then stamped my nose with both fingers of his left hand.Sultan did like to strap the nose of people – people closest to him when he was anxious with the person…
Once again I was speechless and speechless when I heard the word – said Sultan...Honestly, I am very impressed with the Sultan.I am amazed to the Sultan as a role model, it does not mean I like the Sultan yes.pliss deh..I am not gay.I have a boyfriend and my girlfriend is a beautiful woman…
What amazes me from the Sultan is because he even though he is ignorant and likes to joke, but the original is a person who is kind-hearted, intelligent, and down to earth...
Sultan is obviously a smart man even a genius because his IQ reaches 170, but he never humbles others by saying others are stupid or idiots…
The new sultan would say the other person was stupid when he was joking, and he never related to the level of intelligence of a person…Sultan categorizes stupid or idiot is not seen from the level of intelligence or intelligence level of a person, but rather from the abnormal behavior of someone who he considers funny and disgusting...
I was overly praising the Sultan, returning to the core…
I rubbed – rub my nose reddened by being stamped by the Sultan after which the Sultan grinned for a while and apologized then he led me closer to him, I watched every explanation from the Sultan carefully…
Sultan began to explain the material in outline first.I tried to listen and review both – well explanation from the Sultan…
Patiently, the Sultan explained the material slowly until I understood it.When I was in a standoff, slow to process information from the Sultan, the Sultan repeated his explanation, explain in detail and use a method of understanding that is simpler and easier to understand.I try and continue to try to understand the material of the Sultan…
Unfortunately, the basis of my brain only understands the military science of the doang (thus, I am a bodyguard, I was taught military science), although the Sultan has been hard-earned to explain the material as simple as possible, I still don't understand…
When I stuck and my brain felt tangled, Sultan gave me a pause.Sultan told me, when we feel mumet with lessons, we do not need to force ourselves too hard and do not leave it...
Sultan said, when the brain is being used to think hard, then multiply to rest the brain and do activities to stimulate the brain to be refreshed…
Sultan turned on the music of relaxation in his phone and invited me to do breathing exercises together.Sultan also asked me to drink a lot of mineral water while studying.Sultan said, the brain will be better to work if you get a blood supply, oxygen, minerals, and nutrients are smooth and sufficient…
After following the instructions of the Sultan, we briefly broke for ishoma due to the time approaching Isya prayer hours.Before the Adhan, my roommate and I decided to look for dinner…We came out for a while and then we returned to the same time as the Adhan Isya.Seisi my room to perform Isya prayer congregation first, then after that we ate while chatting warmly…
Time ishoma has finished, I again learned taught by the Sultan..Again – again Sultan taught me with patience.He again repeated the material he has explained slowly – land to stick in my brain…
Finally the Sultan's patience in teaching me fruitful results.Slowly I began to understand the material described by the Sultan…
When I felt I understood the material, the Sultan asked me to do my duty.I did my duty, while the Sultan watched me while writing something in the book I had provided…
As soon as I finished my work, the Sultan asked for my book because he wanted to check the results of my work.He corrected my wrong answer.He asked me to rework the wrong answer until finally my answer was all right…
After I successfully completed my task until it was all right, Sultan gave me a compliment then Sutan asked me to do three things from him…Sultan said he gave me a question to help me so that the material he taught me can stick longer in my brain…
I was working on the matter from the Sultan, without me knowing it turned out that the day was already 11 pm.With pleasure I said that I already understood the material and I could already do the matter from him...
I was planning to hand my answer to the Sultan to be corrected by him.But when I turned to him, I found the Sultan already asleep in the chair of the Faisal bang with his head lying on the table…He was already stoned because he was already so exhausted…
I looked at the Sultan with a feeling of sadness and guilt.When I would like to clear my study table, I accidentally saw that there was a maths exercise book that had been tucked in some sheets of paper containing the handwriting of the Sultan was under the Sultan's head…With heart – heart I took the book and paper…
I looked at my math exercise book...I opened the first page of my exercise book and then read the contents of the piece of paper that was on that first page…
I was surprised, on the paper I hold this message written Sultan who basically to encourage me...I read the message then I opened the other pages of my training book.See, every time there is a wrong answer, must be inserted the right answer by the Sultan…
I was silent and moved.I know, actually the Sultan did like this a long time ago.But do not know why, I was still moved by the kindness of the Sultan…
After being satisfied to see my training book, my gaze turned to the paper shreds that were near the Sultan's head...I took it and read it...Apparently the contents of the paper is the correct answer from the exercise that was given by Sultan I sat back then with the paper I corrected my own answer…
I was shocked and did not believe in myself.It turns out that the matter that was given by the Sultan, I was able to answer correctly…
I looked at the Sultan back..With a slow voice, I thanked the Sultan.I then tidied up the book – books and paper – messy paper on my study table…After that I got up and stretched my – muscles.Because it was late at night, it was no longer possible if I woke up the Sultan and brought him back to his room…
So for tonight, I will let my mattress be a resting place for the Sultan.I then with a heart – hearts lift the body of the Sultan who has been run down from the chair bang Faisal…
Maybe at this time I was quite grateful because the Sultan was a bit difficult to wake up when being stoned, so I could easily lift and move his body without waking him…
I carried him and then laid him on my bed.I covered him with my thin blanket..After that I got out of my bed.I peeked into the top bed, I saw bang Andri and Bayu were also asleep…Only bang Faisal who still woke up while playing hp.I took my other pillow which was close to the feet of the Sultan then I put my pillow on the carpet…
I went to the bathroom first to pee after that I went out and drank a glass of mineral water in my glass.I locked my room door and then turned off my room light, replacing it with a sleeping light…I was lying on the carpet close to Faisal's bang because Faisal's bang called me and invited me to chat…
We chatted for a while until we were sleepy.Bang Faisal slept first than me..Before I was right – was really asleep, I looked into my bed for a while to check the condition of the Sultan…
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