DORM WITHOUT CONTAINER

CHAPTER 24: THE DARK... THE DARK... THE DARK...!!!

I tried to open my eyes, it felt so heavy. Maybe it's the effect of sleep deprivation because last night I had to finish the Nursing Care report very much. Although reluctant, I forced this heavy body to rise from a sleeping position. Slowly but surely my consciousness began to return and both my eyes narrowed at the clock on the wall of the room.

"Huh?! Seven hours, fifteen minutes?!!"

Drowsiness instantly disappeared, I entered the class at seven right while touching the towel was not yet. I immediately got off the second level bed in a hurry almost slipped because my motor nerves had not regained consciousness completely.

I covered my head with a big dark brown towel, then ran to the bathroom. In the hallway of the dormitory there are only two bathrooms and the nearest bathroom to the men's dormitory has eight rooms, two of which are WC.

When I got to the front of the bathroom, an unpleasant smell immediately spread there, a mixture of the smell of wastewater in the gutter mixed with the fragrances of soap and shampoo. I shuddered as I passed through the hair that had fallen out around the rooms, but when I got in front of the WC, my throat was stuck holding the screams.

In the hole of the toilet there is a floating and emit an unpleasant odor that is typical pierced nose. Losing my appetite for bathing, I immediately ran away to one of the cleanest rooms and washed my face.

I returned to the room without having previously changed into a nightgown, I immediately coated it with a bright yellow striped black jacket and wore black trousers. After inserting the lecture slide along with the laptop into the bag, I immediately went to the classroom where the planned Nursing Care presentation will be held as a result of fieldwork practice for a full semester which is made into one material in powerpoint and will be submitted and collected.

The sun is shining and the heat feels like piercing the skin especially if not accustomed to the hot climate like in Lampung, especially Kotabumi, North Lampung. I ran through the crowd of girls' dormitory children who were walking in groups in front of the classroom door that if all the girls' dormitory children entered at once in make sure the door would not fit. On the right and left sidewalks of the dormitory full of children who were talking about the lesson to be started and there was again his mouth kamit kamit not clear as was reciting special spells for memorized for the presentation of each material is equated with space and place of practice according to their respective groups according to scientific criteria in different field practices.

"Ham, how is the powerpoint of the presentation of the internal medicine room, has it run out yet?" Ask Vishnu Sukardi to me.

"Udah but I haven't checked yet! Try to keep people checking for a while before collecting yes!" Clearly Inspiration.

"May, the powerpoint is still on the leptop has it been elo enterin in Ham's plasdisk?!" Ask Roni Sunarto.

"Still in leptop I haven't had time to move, ntar if our group is part of the presentation using aja leptop I ngak pa-pa! Elo people check the material now if it is considered incomplete, elo people add aja!. I take a moment to the cafeteria, want to fill the stomach from earlier it feels worms on the mosquito because I haven't had time to eat breakfast!" Clearly Inspiration.

I went straight to the front canteen to the right of the office room which was a good distance away right next to the mosque. And arriving in the cafeteria I passed through the fragrant smell of donuts and risols which was very appetizing this morning. My stomach suddenly ached maybe this is called "Hungry effect that suddenly attacked because of the sight of a warm morning snack and tempting appetite to immediately eat it". However, for the sake of the seventh hour lecture, I endured the hunger and only ate one risol and one donut just as to prop up the stomach for a while.

After fighting off the morning sun and very, very appetizing snacks, I finally arrived at the classroom. The new magnificent building was operating in the third generation because the first and second generation were still hitchhiking in elementary school and only after reaching the third generation entered, kotabumi Health Nursing School Building already occupies its place or its own building. The Classroom here is black and white rectangular in shape has a front room and back room that is very similar to the pyramid-shaped towering roof with five-sided and there is a small garden in the middle the classroom is to relieve fatigue or boredom if tired of the mind and may also be carried away with all kinds of Nursing Care all states that are very much piled up.

When I got to the classroom the door was closed, then I pushed the door slowly, peering inside to ascertain whether the teacher of the study field had come or not. The study field teacher desk is still not filled, there are only students who will immediately present material in the classroom who are trying to practice speaking on the mic.

I immediately went into the classroom, greeted by a blast of AC that was not how cold just the sound was strong with the vibration but the wind was barely felt. That's why the classroom feels stuffy with a population of 80 children sitting in a row, crammed with chairs shifted to get closer to the AC and fight each other for oxygen, I'm not surprised that the AC in this room is increasingly giving up losing, resigned helpless in its circumstances.

I sat on the bench that was left and provided by my friends. Front facing the blackboard directly. Actually, it is not a problem sitting at the front unless you have a disease 'Sleep when the teacher of the study field begins to explain the material' this is only a problem that is quite problematic for those who are looking for problems do not seem to try to find problems in because without looking for any problem will come by itself.

I saw the group already issued powerpoint slides for their respective group tasks, while listening to the moderator make an announcement in front of the class. Not long after the teacher of the study field came and began to explain the lecture material first before continuing with the task of their respective groups.

LCD is connected to the laptop, the screen is lowered, the powerpoint slide "How to Make Good and True Nursing Care" is also clearly displayed in front of the class. He took a mic and started to play slide saru after another while explaining the learning materials for today. Students and students who hold the title 'sleepers' immediately fall asleep at the table each reason is simple material like a bedtime story so as if we are like in a bobo nina and make the eyes more enjoyable to close. Some still survive even though and although pu with eyelids up and down irregular chases memorable.

Students and students who are diligent in learning to be clever by having an idealistic nature and attitude record neatly every explanation described by the teacher of the study field but for students and students who are ignorant duck engrossed in chatting seriously beyond seriousness in listening to the study from the teacher in the corner and back of the class. If I'm a kind of human who fights against drowsiness and does not record at all, because the principle is that some students or students who like sleepy in class, which is important photocopy of the text notes, which is important, simple and perfect their minds.

When I used to complain how long the hours of learning one lesson turned out to be much longer today. 105 Minutes is felt 10 years 5 months and the long clockwork looks once moving slower than before. My eyelids that were initially as strong as possible to stay in a perfect glaring state, began to dim and close, along with the sound of the study field teacher explaining the lesson as if slowly but surely disappearing from hearing.

For about five minutes and a friend's voice resuscitated me.

"Ham, wakeup! I finished the lesson!"

A super powerful medicinal magic spell, because when I woke up, my body felt very fresh. The sleepiness disappeared and with a cheerful face I walked out of the classroom.

Classroom hallways and lobbies are full of students and Health Nurse students who just finished the morning lesson. Some people immediately take a position leaning against the wall, some open the laptop to play games or yes just open the lid just to look busy by itself. Some read the newspaper, gather while preaching group assignments, or just chatting.

I stood among the passersby in the corridor of the classroom. The crowd and atmosphere in this place made the head seem heavy and painful and then I closed both eyes, all became dark. And I'm soon back to reality.

In front of me was a line of blue angkots plus a blue school bus car as well. Because after the lesson hours ended, it means that there is time for students and students of health nurses to return to the field practice to the hospital, independent clinics or even for those who take off back to the room to complete sleep time in the class continued in the room with a mattress that is not soft but enough to straighten the waist.

"Ham elo morning service isn't it?" Ask Vishnu Sukardi to me.

"No, I'm off!" Answer the relaxing inspiration.

"But really elo, can continue mediocre in room dong!" Vishnu Sukardi said again.

"Yes by chance Nu, all may depend on the charity of worship each right!" Canda Inspiration.

"You have something to do with kaleee, Ham!" Wisnu Sukardi replied while rushing to one of the angkot cars that still looks empty because if only the shuttle using the school bus will not be enough with the amount that will leave to serve the nusa and nation.

"Ham, I'm yuk!" Suddenly Rosa's voice shocked me.

"Hey... Cha! Where are you going!" Ask Inspiration.

"To the terminal market, look for yuk books!" Clearly Rosa.

"Wouldn't permission be with the school picket officer?!" Ask Inspiration again.

"Berez, I've got permission for two!" Clearly Rosa.

"Okey, but ntar elo treaty eat ya Cha, laper nih just filled one risol ma one donut aja, like my stomach is still a war fight between worms ma the leftovers of food earlier!" Canda Inspiration.

"Despite it being Mah Ham, don't worry!" Rosa again.

Unbeknownst to Ilham and Rosa a pair of eyes saw the two of them walking out of the school dormitory with jokes and laughter from behind the walls of Mushola that was right in position to look out of the way from the dormitory to the place it became their purpose.