Dreams of Devi

Friends in the Children's Park

"Mother home?"

Mom smiled for a moment while stroking the top of my head. Suddenly I pouted. When I was like my friends, always guarded and supervised by his mother from outside the classroom. From the beginning of entering Kindergarten, counted only three times Mother accompanied me to school. The rest, Mother always comes home and will pick up when learning is finished.

"Remember, Nduk." She extended her right hand. I was angry with Mom, but I followed her orders.

"Don't frown, Nduk! I'll be here again, okay. You know for yourself I'm still bothered at home," said Mother trying to comfort me.

"Yes, Mom."

"Mother's home, huh? Assalamualaikum."

"Waalaikum salam."

I actually hate going to school. In this place I can't play comfortably. I think it's better to be home with Rehan. Ah, again Mother forced me. He said I should go to school to be smart.

"Devi, let's go to class, son!"

Reni's mother, one of the teachers at Kindergarten is what I like the most. He was not fierce and always tried to invite me to play with other friends.

"Good morning everyone," said Ms. Reni so loudly in front of the class.

I've been sitting neatly on my stool. TK has a round table model where each table contains about 4-5 students who sit around it. I sat down with four friends. There are Luna, Ayuni, Heru, and Alwi. I know and have memorized each other's names. However, to socialize with them, I still did not dare.

"As usual, Saturday is the time for us to exercise and after that we eat our supplies together. Everyone bring supplies today?" ask Reni's mother again.

"Bring, Mom!" answer the students in unison.

"good. Now we go to the field first to do gymnastics. Where's spirit?"

"This is my spirit!"

"Where's your spirit?"

"This is my spirit!"

Reni's mother always started the study with enthusiasm, I like it. Maybe so is the feeling of the other students. Class conditions are always crowded in the hands of Ms. Reni. He taught me to clap and sing.

"You smart kids. Now, please exit the class in an orderly and row for cheerful gymnastics!"

****

Gymnastics has been completed and students are welcome to enter the class. Reni's mother told her to sit in her chair with her legs straight. He said, after exercise is not good if the legs are folded, can cause disease. Therefore, the students straighten the legs.

"Mom wait outside, huh?"

"No way." Alwi shook his head with teary eyes. He pulled the edge of his mother's clothes. Ah, he's a whiny boy. He was spoiled like this often.

"Goodies don't ask their mother to wait, you know."

"Mother is here" said Alwi.

"Where is your mother, Nduk?" I looked up, feeling that Alwi's mother was talking to me.

"Where is your mother?" asked Alwi's mother once again with the direction of my gaze.

"Mother at home, at home bothered," I replied.

"Oh, great Ma'am Devi. He did not ask his mother to wait. Alwi's time isn't shy?" Alwi again shook his head in response to his mother.

"Bu Reni, I'm clearance here, yes. Alwi does not want to be left behind" said Alwi's mother when Reni's mother came.

"Oh, yes, yes, ma'am."

"Now it's time to eat food, yeah. Please get out!" said Ms. Reni ordered the students.

I took out the rice box that Mom had prepared. The menu is not much different from last week; rice, fried noodles, omelet, and dried tempeh. I often peek at my friends who bring food with chicken or meat side dishes. It looks delicious.

"Before we eat, we must wash our hands first. Last night after gymnastics, I told you to wash your hands, right?"

"Already, Mom!"

"Next, what else do we do before eating? Who can answer?" ask Reni's mother.

"Rubber. Give a round of applause for Ma'am Sasa." A moment after Mother Reni ruled, boisterous applause filled the room. Great sasa! I want to be like him too.

"Let's read the prayer together!"

Together all the students read the prayer before eating. After Reni's mother gave her cue to be allowed to eat, the students were able to devour each other's food. I peeked at the Alwi food that was next to me. In the container, there was only a large portion of fried noodles, fried chicken, and a few pieces of vegetables. It looks delicious, and it's strange to me why his mother is not like my mother who still includes rice when dredged with fried noodles. Mother said, as much as anything eaten, if without rice has not been said as a meal.

"Ouch!" I shouted to find my provisions falling on the floor. Ah, this must be because I was busy watching Alwi food.

"What's up, son?" Reni's mother came up to me, I pointed to the food that was already below. He then helped me clean up the rice that had fallen off the floor.

"Other times be more careful, yeah, Devi. No papa, huh? I have cake, Devi eats cake, huh?" asked Reni's mother to try to comfort me. He went to his stool to get a container of cake.

"It's for Devi, eaten, huh?"

"Thank you, Mom."

"Together." Reni's mother went back to her desk. All the students who had originally looked towards me now refocused on their individual meals.

"Don't, Mom." I watched Alwi whine at his mother.

"No papa, it's still a lot. It's Devi." My lunchbox is back filled with noodles and fried chicken. Turns out Alwi's mom filled it for me.

"Eh, let's get eaten!" said Alwi's mother when she saw me still dumbstruck.

"Thank you, Mom."

"It's for you too." Alwi had just opened a snack, he got a hairpin present which was then given to me.

"Lho, his beloved, Mas. Don't just give her a gift" said Alwi's mother.

"No way!" Alwi hides his body in a bag.

"Thank you, Alwi," I said to receive a hairpin from him.

"Yes, but I don't want to give snacks to you!" firmly, a moment later the mother pinched her cheek in anger.

****

"Dear, beauty!"

"Eh, what the fuck, anyway. You were there from there, Re?" my question is actually a little embarrassed because several times posing cute pretentious in front of the mirror.

"I'm behind you, you know."

"Times?"

"Yes. What else is it? Then tumben wear hairpin."

"Ising. It's from me TK, you know!"

"Oh yeah?"

"Dasikasih my friend."

"Who, Ma'am?"

"Alwi."

"Who asked?" Rehan. He ran because he knew what would happen next. I was a little upset, but lazy to chase after him.

"What's running?" There was the voice of the Father who was asking Rehan.

"Pursued by Devi."

"Ih, lie, sir! Devi, you know, just shut up!" my yelling.

"Devi, women are not good at screaming!" Father advised me.

"Sukurin!" rehan said satisfied!

Ah, even I got hit.