High School Autobiography

BOTH ARE WET

       Apparently in the classroom 12 Zeni was tied up in her chair, sitting while thrashing with flowing tears, but she did not scream, only able to cry out stingingly, she said, many students stood outside the classroom just to witness Zeni's stupidity. All 12th graders have been here, they surround Zeni, like a chicken thief caught by the lay people, Farka, Kahji and Areny just came, Farka had closed the door of the class, and, to get the right privacy.

“Class leaders are here!” Kahji cried like an aide to the president who opened space for the president.

Suddenly all of Farka's classmates stepped back, letting the class leader go to check. Farka walked with a serious look on Zeni who was crying bitterly and Zeni looked back at Farka, their eyes met, and Farka immediately knelt down with one knee to Zeni's right, he looked at the girl with pity.

“Are you aware of Zeni?” Tanya Farka was serious.

Zeni stares at Farka with hatred, he hates, because Farka always meddles in other people's problems, especially Farka is very good-ass. Zeni's two hands were tied to the back of the chair, he fell silent, no longer thrashing like a sacrificial cow about to be slaughtered. All eyes are now fixed directly on Farka and Zeni, all seem shocked and worried, shocked because for the first time, Zeni or a student at this school was about to commit suicide, he said, no student has ever been willing to go to hell through school, precisely suicide, but, all are also worried, because they do not know how to deal with depressed people who want to commit suicide, he said, obviously all students are only taught academic formulas, but not taught the right attitude to face social life.

Areny was only able to stand beside Farka anxiously, without a word, without knowing what to do. Suddenly without fear, Farka released the rope that binds Zeni, making all his friends surprised, Sazan the tallest man, to always be mocked with a power pole konslet, so that he was always mocked, the blue-eyed like a Westerner, cream-haired like a soldier, with a slightly square face shape, only able to be stunned, not knowing what to do. Everyone at that time was afraid that if the bond was removed, Zeni could go on a rampage, but Zeni just sat still, not trying to run away, nor thrashing, Farka and Zeni's eyes still met with a glance.

“Eh chairman?” Anxious Areny.

Suddenly without a knock, without a word, the classroom door opened, a bespectacled, brown-skinned man, with his oval face shape, neatly dressed in his favorite green long-sleeved shirt and his black Formal pants, the 35-year-old, who entered the class, Sukada the 12th grade homeroom came in very anxious, along with the door that was closed by him, and the class was closed, in order for no human to enter just want to watch the matter of 12th grade, simultaneously, the doorbell rang loudly, forcing the students to return to their respective classes. Guru Sukada slipped among his students and stood to the left of Zeni, with a sharp eye, Guru Sukada was a strict and no-nonsense teacher, this loner man teaches Sociology subjects.

“What's the chronology like?” Propose Teacher Sukada without further ado.

“He was willing to kill himself with a knife sir, but thankfully we managed to stop him,” Erka replied a fat man full of courtesy classmate Farka.

“Which knife?” Pinta Guru Sukada while extending his right hand.

“This Sir,” says Nitia black curly haired girl with smooth-faced narrow eyes while thrusting a kitchen knife.

Sukada grabbed the kitchen knife, looking at it fixedly. He guessed that it seemed like Zeni was about to cut his veins, just like in the movies.

“Zeni, do you want to come to the office or do I report to your parents?” Ask Teacher Sukada.

Zeni bowed with tears that flowed not stopping, he did not even speak a little, he still cried bitterly. Sukada understood as a Sociology teacher about the feelings of Zeni, the popular girl was very depressed, her psychic had been shaken, she was about to kill herself because she was not strong to bear all the burdens of her life, she was very depressed, then Guru Sukada's view was directed at Farka the class leader.

“Farka.”

“Iya Sir,” said Farka took a serious look at Guru Sukada.

“As friends ... You and all of you suck!” Sindir Guru Sukada while pointing at Farka and all his friends.

Suddenly all 12th graders were shocked to hear Teacher Sukada's statement, some students bowed regretfully, including the three hooded twin girls, they themselves bowed confused, they felt they knew nothing about Zeni, they felt confused, what else they already feel good enough as Zeni's friends.

“I'm sorry Sir!” Regret Farka was still kneeling to Zeni's right.

Farka lowered his head in shame and regret, he understood what Teacher Sukada meant.

“What kind of friend do you not realize a friend nearby is down!” Tegur Guru Sukada's.

“It wasn't our fault!” Sela Fihan loudly and steadily.

Thanks to Fihan's reply, the mood that had been full of depression now turned tense, and the focus of attention immediately turned towards Fuhan and Guru Sukada, all of Fihan's friends were again forced to be shocked by his sassy attitude, and the focus of attention immediately turned to Fihan and Guru Sukada, no stranger, Fihan will fight his own teacher, and no stranger to Fihan must always win in his arguments, he does not want to lose, nor will he give up. Fihan who stood beside the table behind Farka resisted feeling that Zeni's actions were due to his own fault.

“Fihan!” Guru Sukada.

“So you're not Zeni's friend?!” Ensure next.

“Friends or not, that's not the focus of the problem! Zeni commits suicide because of her own will! He doesn't even consider us his friends!” Reply to Fihan undaunted.

“You are friends, because you are one class studying together!” Assertive Teacher Sukada.

“The father's statement cannot at all underlie the relationship between me and Zeni!” Reply Fihan did not want to lose and feel right.

“ENOUGH FIHAN!” Sergeh Farka stood up and looked at Fihan.

“Shut up you stupid chairman!” Reply Fihan jerking.

Eril who was standing to the left of Fihan held onto the left arm of Fihan anxiously even he tried to calm down Fihan. Eril is the only woman who always prayed for Fihan to always get peace in school and ready to protect Fihan, he was like a man who forgot the land, precisely blind love. Farka was stingy, he could not do much, basically the harsh words of Fuhan were again condescending, had made angry emotions flare in Farka's mind, he said, what else he hated about friends who did not care about friends around him, Farka could not act rashly, he could not fight at a time like this. While Areny was speechless looking at Fihan with worry.

“If all of us are friends, then all the humans on this earth are friends too, because, we are one planet equally alive!” Fihan.

“Algraceaa ... Why is the teacher so stupid!” Sihan sindir with sassy without fear.

“Don't be sassy you!” Sergeh Farka inflamed his wrath.

When Farka was unable to hold back her emotions, as she was about to beat Fihan to teach her a lesson, Farka disengaged her intention at Master Sukada's behest.

“Let Fihan talk! Let him, let.”

Farka snorted angrily, he did not like if Fihan insulted his teacher, the problem is, a teacher has absolutely no honor if in front of Fihan, let alone a teacher, let alone a teacher, even the title of class president for him as if he did not consider to exist, the man seemed to not know manners and manners, honor for him was just nonsense to cover up how despicable a human being in his view, he said, his attitude according to the law, as harassment, according to the public as a presumptuous attitude, according to friends of Fihan, brash attitude, but, according to Guru Sukada is social progress, social progress, Teacher Sukada felt no objection if he was humbled by his own students, he would only be angry if his students acted impudently to other teachers. Areny hurriedly stood to the right of Farka, holding onto Farka's right shoulder, guarding her from the emotions that had been stirring up, trying to drown the anger, calming her heart back down. So Farka looked down.

“Mental is weak! That is Zeni, we are not friends of someone who is easily discouraged! Since someone good is basically a villain too,” ketus Fihan.

Guru Sukada was silent looking at Fuhan intent, looking at him pity, Guru Sukada knew, that Fuhan had a similar nature as Zeni, the 17-year-old man, Fihan did have a similar character with Zeni, but he was very much like a Zeni, very cute, cold, but Fihan looks stronger and able to laugh, his stature is short, only as tall as Farka's black eyebrows, his face is smooth looking like a Korean state model, his hair was black and thick and bangs to the left side, his lips thin, his eyes deep black, his nose pointed, plus his chin taut, he was smarter than Farka, even he was always a class champion, but very cute. Fihan lowered his head with both hands clenching his fists, his emotions, his feelings were starting to peak, the pain he was harboring was now calling for expression, making him able to stand up against, he said, there are important things that are always underestimated by the people around them, it feels prestige if responded to, but if it is damaged, then everything will be affected, he said, Fihan knew very well what it was, until now, he was able to stand like against the world.

“Ka-kalian .. is just a passing friend, if later we graduate, everything is busy with each other's lives, no matter the classmate, when we gather in an event called a reunion, the, you will laugh at your friend who is falling down without concern for his feelings,”, said Fuhan, looking down furiously with a heart that is actually hurt, not because of the accusations of his teacher, not because of Zeni's actions, not because of Zeni, his heart was hurt because no one knew the mental side.

Farka turned her face to Fihan, looking at him very seriously, as well as the rest of her friends, their faces looking at him with a doubtful heart.

“You are a bunch of trash, and take things like this too much, take someone's feelings as a joke, you are not friends, you are enemies ..”.

Zeni was still stinged down with a heart of agility, her tears stopped flowing, but her suffering still continued. Sihan's remarks did little to help Zeni survive, but were strong enough to be the reason for her turmoil to feel represented. However, one thing is certain, that Zeni does not feel like he has a friend, except just a passing friend.

“But, if you feel distress, you will beg for help, and friends are only limited to the legality of being able to use others for personal gain,” said Fuhan still bowed furiously.

Fihan then grabbed his carrying bag on the chair right behind him, he would go straight home in the hours of the lesson that was still going on, as if he was free to do anything, his gaze still bowed crazily, it seemed like his words were only to defend his innocent self. He is like a part of Zeni capable of expressing his lively feelings. No one spoke, all grim, except for Guru Sukada who looked at Fihan with pride, he was proud to have a student who was able to express his feelings to be understood by others, to be exact, he was proud that Fihan dared to represent the feelings of those his friend betrayed.

“Fihan, we can't go home yet,” watered Eril long black haired sweet girl.

“I'm sick of all this,” complains Fuhan stepped hurriedly towards the exit.

“Fihan wait!” Farka.

Fihan suddenly stopped at the door, turned his back on all his friends, whether now the look of his face like what, somehow feeling how, Eril was still loyal to Fihan's side, he was very worried.

“All your words are not necessarily true,” refutes Farka convincingly.

“DIAMOND YOU STUPID CHAIRMAN!” Jerak Fihan looked down furiously.

“Someone who is stupid, not worthy of lecturing people smarter than him,” he added loudly and steadily.

“If you think I'm exaggerating, then I consider you all fools,” he continued with emphasis on every word.

So Fihan opened the door and left the classroom, without asking permission first, Eril was unable to do anything he just stood at the mouth of the door while calling out to Fihan.

“Fihan! Fihan!”

Farka too and all the people in the class could only be silent resigned to let Fihan go. However, Eril suddenly grabbed his carry bag, wearing it.

“Sorry everyone! I-I'll be home too,” said Eril looking down embarrassed.

Without fear of being scolded by Teacher Sukada, he then ran out of the classroom, chased his heart, left the classroom door open and outside the classroom was no one else. Farka looked down, he was confused what to do, as the class president he felt he had failed, completely failed because for 3 years he had not been able to help four of his friends, he had not been able to help his four friends, his friends were half-dead.

“Loh? Kok, even the angry dog, he is very silly yes,” umpat Derka.

“Ya already, it seems that today just go home,” said Guru Sukada did not want his students to learn by bearing the feeling of doubt today.

“Asssseeeeeek... go home! Yeah! Home!” Aqada said cheerfully.

Clearly all the glare of the eyes immediately led to Aqada with a astonished look.

“Eh, sorry, sorry, I mean .. well why go home when you still want to learn ..” Aqada's repugnance lowered his head while smiling wryly in a careless manner.