Fat Broken Wing

8. Bullying and Bullying

~Physical injuries can be seen also treated, but liver injuries?~

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Fat feet clad in light brown socks, and black flatshoes set foot on the grounds of a prestigious campus in Bandung. A bright smile never faded with his footsteps, a small hum escaped from his thin lips.

“Heyyy .. Ra, here hunt ... !” shouted Cakra from the bench at the end of the campus park near the Faculty of Civil and Environmental Engineering (FTSL).

Kiyara, the girl .. nodded her head while smiling. “Alhamdulillah, not late and still awaited with them,” monologue when he saw his friends still waiting faithfully.

Today is the last day of the preparation of the OSEK MABA period before the day after Friday, Kiyara and the FTSL mentor team departed DIKLAT in the Lembang area. The briefing event this time is around the FTSL building, as a mentor who comes from outside FTSL, because as a mentor of MABA FTSL, of course, he must memorize out of the head the plans about FTSL, especially regarding the location of laboratories and other public facilities.

“Assalamu’alaikum ..” Kiyara says hello while sitting in a Timi.

“Wa’alaikumsalam ...,” replied the four friends, in unison.

“Come, stand do not use this ngaso event first already less than 7 minutes to debriefing,” invite Edo who is now standing while putting his smartphone into the pocket of the shirt.

Kiyara bowed lethargic, just sat down already invited to move again. “Telah.”

“Oh, yes this is said there is a new speaker from FTSL, but only able to join today .. denger-denger he is the most popular guy in the world of finance and management, BEM, and now SENAT, he said, if not wrong name Bang Tama ... not really Cak?” ask Fani.

“Bener, his name is Bang Tama. He can only join us - we because he joined the workshop of young entrepreneurs in Jakarta, Jakarta, just back and directly to the campus to give material to mentors from several faculties then there will be additional material in addition to traveling FTSL,” continued Cakra.

“Eh, it was a workshop that Kak Dafa followed,” monologue Kiyara in heart.

“Waooow .. make me want to move majors, I .. !” pekik Timi's.

“Enakan also in our department, Tim .. not many guys in the class, so the class is always conducive,” Kiyara said as she continued to walk, down the campus corridor, ignoring the sharp gaze of her fellow students.

“Biological child again fight, wkwkwk. Yes, deh enjoy biology, his son pendiem all, many beautiful girls are not like Nak Teknik,” always Cakra which is a child of FTSL.

“Husssttt .. diem all, all majors are good all right, especially if there is someone special, hihihi .. eumm happy life,” said Fani while smiling himself.

Puk .. Timi hits Fani's shoulder, squashy. “Basic, bucinnya Edo .. !”

“Hahaha .. biarin wlee .. yuk, ah Beb... jomlo-jomlo street mall acute.” Fani pulls Edo's arm and walks ahead of her three friends.

The hall of FTSL already looks crowded, many FTSL mentors have gathered, although from several different faculties but all seem familiar, blending into one, Kiyara is no exception. Until the sound of baritone, it sounded to interrupt.

“Please, his attention .. friends all, today we have an amazing arrival, both in the world of lectures, organizations, SMEs, as well as his business off campus … and who else if not Bang Tama … ! please Bang ... !”

The swift steps also seemed dignified echoing in the hall of FTSL, a tall, charismatic figure walking calmly towards the front of the hall, came to the man who had greeted him with all praise.

“Pagiiiii ..” unanimously reply FTSL mentors are no less enthusiastic.

Kiyara was just speechless seeing the familiar face in her vision as well as her memory. “Dia ... right the man .. !” kiyara's monologue in heart.

His mind is still floating, in order to remember the events of several years ago that made him very sick. Being slandered, humiliated, shunned, makes him feel inferior .. feel unworthy to be in any environment including within the scope of his own family. His dark times spread without warning.

 “Pinteran also My sister … ! she's prettier, more everything than you, fat chick .. !”

“She cheated my answer, Mom .. !”

“Never go to the same school as my Brother again .. !”

Until a brief pat on her shoulder resuscitated Kiyara from the shadows of the past.

“Ki, it's your turn to introduce yourself.” Kiyara blinked her eyes a few times, how long was she daydreaming? Until all eyes were on him.

Kiyara nodded her head, then stood up from her seat. “Assalamu’alaikum .. good morning all, introduce me Kiyara Mentari from the Faculty of Mipa.”

When everyone introduces themselves to the new speaker, another with Kiyara who for the umpteenth time even introduces herself to kofas friends. “Kiyara, please focus this self-introduction for our presenters .. not for friends mentor who clearly they already know you, cofaskan debriefing activities are the last day.”

Kiyara lowered her head, in her heart she was afraid of getting bullied again. Meeting old people in his dark times, always makes that sense of inferiority come back. “I am so sorry .. for that.”

“No problem, I understand it … ! we better go into the material alone, so that later around the FTSL area is not bad luck.” Tama, that guy has already started taking over the show. Occasionally a sharp look full of intimidation was cast by Tama to Kiyara, who seemed to not enjoy the last show today.

“Yes Allah .. I was so afraid of those eyes, the same look, that I had seen when I was a Junior High. He never changes, does he still hate me and will bully me again? For a mistake I never made and I have to go back to bearing that burden?” kiyara's monologue in heart.

“... in OSEK activities like this, every committee that is incorporated in it to succeed the event, is someone who will be a role mode for MABA, most of them are still innocent, and they are still, not yet know the ins and outs of the campus, its faculty, and maybe also its majors. Therefore, we must have a good attitude, how to communicate is also very influential, especially you are the giver of information and the owner of the answer of every doubt, curiosity, and so on, and others as experienced and felt by MABA, let alone you in the mentor division, until 70% of you who most often meet with MABA - you who wear a gray hood, you who wear a gray veil, I noticed why I was busy by myself? You don't appreciate me as a speaker?”

Kiyara pointed to herself, for whatever sake her heart was now like being hit many times. “Is this the beginning of the same bad events as in the past?” whispers in the heart.

“Yes, who are you?” Tama, he was already waist-ridden, standing upright near table number two from the front.

Kiyara was nervous, while her heart cursed Tama, how could Tama conclude that Kiyara was busy by herself, whereas from then on Kiyara was only silent even though she sometimes looked dreamy while linking her hands on the table, the effects of fear and worry filled his head.

“Sorry, Bang .. !”

Tama clucked up while continuing the material session, while the other kofas committee was busy returning with the material that Tama conveyed. Making it unconsciously carried away, because of the way the material conveying straightforward and relatable with reality on the field occasionally his head nodded and his hands were busy moving the bullet to scratch his ink on the white paper.

“OK, we have finished the material as well as the question and answer session yes, now please you guys travel around FTSL same mentor child from FTSL, before the event, I send it back to Satria …  for the mentor child who wears the gray hood that I was reprimanded during the material to stay in class.”

Deg … .

Kiyara raised her head, looking at the pus on the face of the man who gave the interruptions without being able to be denied by anyone. As for the other mentor friends, just looking at him at a glance would not interfere too far apart from giving a fist to Kiyara, a sign of enthusiasm.