Friendship Has Changed Destiny

Chapter 6. Throw rocks hide hands

One by one hour the lesson was over, now the break time arrived, some students had already left the class walking towards the canteen.

Zia, Rania, Angga and a few other friends were still in the classroom. Rania today still brings provisions from home, too, he thrust his supply box to Zia which contains pieces of souvenir cockojo bolts that his papa brought when he returned from his company branch office in New Week.

"Let's eat Zia", it feels good, I deliberately brought it more for you. Yesterday when Papa said that he was going home in the afternoon, I asked Papa to buy it. I really like this sponge and adalagi typical area there that I like is fish sale baung or smoked fish."

"Bolu what is Rania called?", asked Zia while tasting a piece of the sponge.

"Hemmm, it turns out that it's delicious, thank you I only often eat sponge made by my mother."

"This is called a kemojo sponge, a typical sponge of New Week", replied Rania

"Definitely good dech, your mother's sponge yes Zia?"

"Yes sich Nia, to me everything made and cooked by my mother's hand is the best."

"When I may come to your house to taste the cuisine or cake made by your mother."

"Oh of course Nia, my mom would love to see my friends come to visit our house."

"Oh yes the smoked fish is good to be started using cayenne pepper and sometimes someone mixes it with sweet potato leaves right?", asked Zia.

"Truly Zia, Bik Asih often cooks it for me. It is my mother's favorite food said bik Asih, sometime you also have to play at my house yes, let us eat together, asih bik cuisine is also delicious you must like dech", rania.

"Insha Allah, if there is free time I try to come to your house."

"If you can in this week you play to my house dong, mumpung Papa I'm at home, ntar I introduce you to my Papa. You'll be surprised to see my Papa, my Papa is so handsome, his face goes down my grandfather who is German and my papa looks younger than his age."

"The words of those who know us and who see when we walk with my father say they deserve to be my brother. Ntar don't-don't even have a crush on my father haahaaa" joked Rania.

"Hehehehe, you are there, indeed you want if I am your connecting mother", Zia also replied to Rania's joke.

"Oh, do you really want to? let me tell you my papa to propose to you soon to be my mother. Young mother heeheehee, if you really want to be my mother how happy, we can be together right, every day. Go together, study together, eat together, play and watch together. We can joke around like this just sleep is we don't be together pity dong papa I've married but the status is still duda hahahaha", Rania laughed.

"Already, joke. You know if you joke late dech, ntar not good at hearing people, can I get a new nickname" said Zia.

"What?" asked Rania.

"The Om-Om Teaser", continued Zia.

" Hahaha, yes."

"Actually there are many beautiful girls who tease and chase my papa, which is a girl there, which is also a lot of aunts. But my papa hasn't wanted to find a wife for my mother's replacement. There is a Aunt Salsa who is always close to Papa but I do not like her, I do not agree if she is my mother" said Rania again.

"Why don't you like it?, don't you feel lonely at home if you're married to Salsa's aunt."

"Yes, but I don't like it, I don't think he really loves my papa. Maybe he'll just use my dad."

"You can't be so prejudiced first, Rania, who knows you're the one who misjudged people."

Both of them continued to tell stories and joke with fun, while in the corner of the class someone continued to pay attention to them.

Angga wanted to approach them but finally his intention was undone, he did not want to disturb the two friends who were cool with his chatter. There was a piercing pain in his heart as he heard their jokes.

"What is this feeling?", his monologue in heart.

"Why am I jealous, why does my heart ache so much when I hear Rania wants to match Zia with her papa, even if it's just a joke."

Since the incident this morning, Zia did not dare to look at Angga. He was very embarrassed, how will Angga's attitude towards him after this.

Ten minutes before the end of the lesson Bu Tati said, "After school hours, no one leaves the classroom first yes, there is something we will talk about" said Ms. Tati.

The students also asked each other exactly what was to be conveyed by Bu Tati.

After the teaching and learning process is complete, no 3rd grader dare to move from his stool in accordance with Bu Tati's previous instructions.

Then Ms. Tati started talking again, "I got a report from the school, someone broke a flower pot in the hallway to our class, if the pot broke itself would not have been possible the soil and flowers were strewn across the floor, there would have been someone who had intentionally done so. So please who feels like doing it please talk, be responsible, dare to admit the mistakes you have made" said Ms. Tati again.

The disciples were all silent, they looked at each other with friends next to each other.

"If none of you confess, then none of you are allowed to go home, you will remain here until someone admits their guilt. It is indeed trivial value, all of you can definitely replace it with your allowance but the sense of responsibility is more important. Your confession is worth more than money. This is what I always instill to all students" said Bu Tati.

The students started to stir, each asking each other with friends around their seats.

" Who yes, who yes, who has broken it". The boisterous sound in the class also made Bu Tati raise her voice.

"Come quickly, the guilty please confess!"

Suddenly Lusy's voice came, "Mum, it must have been Zia."

"Why do you accuse Zia, do you have evidence that can prove your words Lusy" asked Bu Tati.

Zia was shocked to hear the accusation. His face looks pale, because this morning it was he who almost fell there due to tripping over the flower pot. But as soon as the flower pot did not break, why is there now a report of the pot breaking.

"Mom can ask other friends, this morning Ziah who fell there, Yes friends", continued Lusy.

"Is it true that you are Zia who broke the Flower Pot?", not sure that Tati's mother asked Zia, because Tati ma'am knew her student so well, Zia couldn't possibly lie.

"Sorry mom, this morning I fell there but the pot did not break, so many friends who saw" said Zia.

Zia did not want to mention the name of Angga who had helped her. If not helped Angga must have broken the pot because of him.

"Indeed when he stumbled over the pot, it hadn't broken but it could have been ma'am after that he came back again out of annoyance and shame, then he destroyed it when the other friends were no longer there", continued Lusy.

Zia could only be speechless, she would definitely not win an argument with Lusy. Lusy is very cunning, he's good at turning the facts around. Zia was just waiting for what punishment she would receive. Angga who had been silent since then could not wait to hear the words of Lusy who increasingly cornered Zia.

"Sorry Mom, I broke the flower pot, Zia is innocent" Angga said in defense of Zia.

All the students looked towards Angga. They feel surprised and not sure it was the actions of Angga. But finally they thought, it could be that Angga did it out of annoyance towards Zia. Because Zia who fell in his arms had humiliated him in front of everyone who was there this morning.

" Why did you do that Angga?", asked Tati.

"Because I'm upset mom, I'm sorry mom. I will be responsible, whatever punishment I will receive ma'am" said Angga.

"Yes already then, because the day is too late, punish you we decide tomorrow. Tomorrow morning before the study hours start you have to face me in the office", ordered Ms. Tati.

" Good ma'am", answered Angga.

Lusy was very unhappy to see Angga defending Zia. It's been hard for him to try to get Zia who was punished uh, even Angga who sacrificed himself to replace Zia.

Angga deliberately did that so that they could quickly go home because he knew, after school Zia still had to go to work again to loundry.

If no one confesses, they will not be allowed to go home. Well what about Zia's job, she will definitely skip work again and if often do not enter or late to work can be cut in salary or even fired from her job. While Zia still desperately needs money from work in loundry to help her family finances.

Angga also could not bear if Zia had to accept the punishment of a mistake that he had never done. Let him bear the punishment while slowly investigating who is behind this incident. .