Happy Entitlement
Episode 3 - Complaint
CHAPTER 3: THE NEW DAY
You should not complain because of an ordeal, which will make you better.
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Today was the toughest day for Riska, not because she regretted what had happened, but she thought about how to make extra money for her papa treatment. Arriving at school, Riska immediately entered the classroom with a lethargic face.
"Hayo, just early in the morning" Kaget mario from behind the risk. Mario is the class leader in the risk class.
"Eh yo, hahaha... Not why I no longer think PR mathematics yesterday is very difficult" replied Riska with a quick laugh.
"Don't lie you ris, I know you from SD. What's the story, maybe I can help" replied Mario, by pushing a small shoulder Riska.
"Haha what the hell, you know you close the soy sauce" replied Riska with a little shake Mario's head.
"Not wanting a story? Want me to pinch his kidney" Mario joked as he pinched Riska's arm.
"uh.. Sick knows not. Yes, I told you, so gini. Papah went to the hospital again rio, and paid the hospital is very expensive. Confused where I should get money. My savings are over. Salary from the cafe where enough to pay the hospital" replied Riska with a look of the face that began to wistfully.
"Ris, maybe I can't help you much but you want to not help the canteen mom ? If you have rest or do not nitip what food to the cafeteria. You can make a cake, later I help you to sell to other friends" replied Mario offering help.
"True mario, why don't I try making donuts or cookies. It's good to make more money savings" Inner from Riska
"Well, yes, sometimes Pinter is also the head of my class. Thank you Mr. Chairman" Canda Riska while pinching Mario's cheek.
"A habit, it hurts" replied Mario while rubbing his cheek.
"Bodo ah, want to go back to my own bench, the smell of you Ris has not taken a bath yet" joked Mario as he pretended to close his nose.
"well, I've had a bath, yes, your own bad breath is mah hahahaha" Riska replied with a quick laugh.
Mario left Riska alone on his bench, and Riska again daydreamed about how to Nabung his father's coronation.
Kringg......
The sound of an entrance bell ringing.
All the students came into the classroom, their boisterous joking voices were heard echoing in Riska's head. Suddenly the classroom atmosphere became silent, because Miss Rosa their homeroom entered the classroom.
"For the children" Sapa Bu Rosa.
"For Mom........" Answer them compactly.
"Mom's children will provide information for you, in a few weeks we will carry out the Semester 1 Exam. For those of you who still have payment dependents immediately paid off yes. So that you can take the semester exam" said Ms. Rosa, sitting in her chair.
Instantly, Riska's mind became increasingly heavy. Load one unfinished, come again load next. The lesson he gave did not enter his brain that is in his brain now is just how he can close all his dependents, and he can still continue his school. Mario also saw anxiety on the look of his friend's face. Mario also comes to mind how to help Riska ?
"Ris, why the hell are you. I have to help" inner Mario while observing Riska who had previously put a hand on his chin
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Didn't feel the first lesson hour was over, now enter the second lesson hour. That is the time for Pak Jamal's Indonesian lessons.
"Assalamualaikum" Greetings from Mr. Jamal.
"Waalaikum salam wr.wb sir" replied the disciples simultaneously.
"What about your duties ? Is it done ? " Task Jamal.
The silent disciples answered nothing.
"Yes I have called according to the absence, yes, you go forward. You read your story" said Mr. Jamal as he opened the absent book.
All the students were silent, some were just starting to write, some were confused where the task book was. Until there is stage fright because of nervousness to tell stories in front of the class. Riska is still daydreaming about her life problems.
"The first one is Annisa Wahyuni" Call from Mr. Jamal.
"I'm sir" replied Annisa, then she went to the front of the class to bring her work.
Aniisa also brought her story with a slick and animating.
"And I finally knew that I was not the son of my parents. And finished" the cover of Annisa's being able to make the children of one class clap.
"Thank you sir" replied Annisa and then moved back to her stool.
"I'm sir" replied Mario.
Mario confidently advanced to the front of the class. And start reading the story.
Mario tells the story of his musical hobby which is about by his father. Paragraph by paragraph he brings well. Although there are some mispronounced words. But able to make his friends clap their hands in admiration.
"Good mario, please sit down. The next one is Ariska Hafya" Call Jamal sir then. However, Riska did not answer. He still daydreams.
"Ariska Hafya" call from Jamal sir.
"Ris, it's your turn to go forward" Senggol bella, his best friend.
"Why move forward? What's up?" Answer Riska in confusion.
"Ariska Hafya is advancing now" Shouted from Jamal's sir.
"Ehhh yes sir, I sir" Riska replied nervously.
And quickly Riska looked for her task book, and it turned out that the book was left at home. Riska was very confused, finally she ventured to come forward with an empty book.
"Please tell me" said Jamal.
"eeee.. L am.. Ee... Uh.. I'm." I'm." Speak Riska with stammering.
"Let's risk you can, let's start telling the story" Inner from Riska.
"Riska you're not working..." Jamal has not finished speaking yet, Riska has started the story.
"Hi friends. Introduce my name Riska. Today I want to tell you about my story" Opening of Riska. His friends still didn't listen to him. They still talk to themselves. Until it finally comes in the middle of the story. They began to be interested in listening to the story of Riska.
"I am living my life with sincerity. What do I get now, because God loves me. I never blamed Destiny. No matter what I give my parents, I can't take the place of all their kindness" said Riska, who began to pour clear water in the corner of her eye.
"My father always said, if we want to go up, it means we should not complain about what we are living now. No matter how big the ordeal, if we sincerely will be light" added from Riska.
The atmosphere of the classroom started to become Haru, some students were already shedding tears.
"Today I know my father's sacrifice for all of us. Who must get up early, go to work, go home late. And I'm sorry I said you were bad, because I don't love that we're all always concerned with his work. But it turned out wrong. All this time my father loved me and my brothers. Dad was willing to throw away his fatigue. Just for us kids" That clear water can't be contained anymore. Break the cry of Riska when telling about her father's struggle. Not only Riska, people in one room were made to cry because of the story of the risk.
"And for you, who are still being paid the same for both of your parents. A real school. Because your parents work hard for their children's success, so many of me. And done" the cover of Riska who got boisterous applause from her friends, and of course from Jamal sir as well. Which also looks to shed her tears.
"Riska I know, in your book there is no writing. All out of your little heart, son. I love you 95, I'm proud of you Riska" said Jamal while hugging Riska, who was still sobbing.
And because of that story. Riska knows what she has to do now.
He must not give up, his father always taught him not to give up. "Father thank you, all the words of the father are very useful to Riska now, today Riska is ready to live the new day of Riska father, spirit. It's all for dad's sake" said the risk in his heart.
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**hehehe... How is the reader.
your school days must be like Riska's friends.
Who is always nervous if told to go to the front of the class to tell hihi...
Oh yea...
Thank you for reading the previous episode.
Thank you for Like and his Comment :)
It helps me to get more excited about writing.
And one more.
Don't forget to be grateful.
May your day always be happy.
see you <3**
