High School Autobiography

PERSUADED HE CRIED IN THE KICK HE LAUGHED

       Teacher Sukada got up, stood looking at the three condemned disciples standing up.

“He why don't you three collect your books?!” his mouthpiece.

The entire disciple fell silent with the atmosphere turning silent. Farka looked down, Zeni looked down embarrassed, except for Fihan, he stood firm by slipping his hand into his pants pocket, his gaze forward full of confidence and feeling innocent, he said, stand like a war hero who returns to bring independence.

“HE YOUNG MAN! LOOK AT YOUR TEACHER WHEN HE'S TALKING!” jolt Guru Sukada with growl.

Suddenly all the students immediately stinged, clumsy and worried. So Farka looked at his teacher without hesitation, followed by Zeni with a bit of clumsiness, except for Fihan, he still stood like the boss of a famous gang, the face of the opposition and the cuek remained implied.

“Class Chief! You have a lot to learn! Your grades are all low! Be an example to your friends!” guru Sukada's.

“Ya Sir! Forgive me!” regret Farka with a bow.

Areny, an admirer of Farka, just glanced at him, he still admired the figure of Farka.

“Zeni, you should be more concerned about your environment!” guru Sukada.

“Iya Sir,” reply Zeni while bowing regretfully.

But when Guru Sukada's gaze was fixed on Fuhan, Sukada tilted his body to the left while squinting his eyes, then he moved from his desk, stepped towards the blackboard, he stood in front of the class, and then he moved from his desk, right at the point of view of Fihan. Teacher Sukada smiled calmly as he looked at Fihan. Eril the admirer of Fihan was worried about him, he did not want Fihan to be scolded again by a teacher, but what power he was only able to sit down while praying his heart adoration to stay in peace.

“Fihan!” exclaimed Master Sukada with a meaningful smile.

Fihan remained at home with his indifference.

“Do you realize you are wrong?” ask Master Sukada.

Fihan was silent, indifferent. Teacher Sukada began to get inflamed facing Fihan, he was still standing upright in front of the blackboard.

“ANSWER FIHAN! ANSWER!” snapped Guru Sukada wrathful.

The child, who had always looked down on the teachers, who had never respected the teachers, was angry again. Then Fihan tilted his head to the right with a haughtiness he remained silent, while his friends were only silent afraid, because the atmosphere was starting to tense, the wind was getting colder and Teacher Sukada looked different, now he is more fierce than ever before who calmly faced his wayward students, as if Guru Sukada was a masked hero who dismantled his own identity in order to be recognized by a delinquent boy.

“Fihan! Are you aware?!” ask Master Sukada once again.

In the end like a lightning strike, the black net in Fihan aimed squarely at the net of Guru Sukada.

“Is it important to answer questions that are not important? Ha?” satirical Fihan with a defiant tone.

So hearing the statement of Fihan all the students looked down agitated and disappointed. Even Eril looked down full of disappointment.

“Why are you even talking like that?” whispered Eril worried.

Teacher Sukada ruffled his waist while licking his lower lip, he did not expect Fihan to be a brave child, precisely a sassy student.

“Stop smart ass! Stop feeling the most right! You're just my student, you're not free yet young man!” sergeant Guru Sukada joked.

“Omong empty,” muttered Fihan while turning his eyes away.

“Farka!” exclaiming Guru Sukada turned his gaze to Farka.

“Ya Sir,” says Farka.

“Why didn't you write down your answer!?” sukada Guru Usut.

“Sorry Sir, I don't know what to answer, I'm afraid of being wrong,” replied Farka.

“Stupid head,” whispered Derka with a grin.

“Nah-nah-nah, he Farka, do you know what your mistake was?”

“I don't write,” clear Farka with doubt.

“Yes, and you feel right by not writing,” said Guru Sukada.

Farka swallowed his saliva, he thought carefully about Teacher Sukada's statement, then looked down guilty.

“Aduuuuuuhhh..” Guru Sukada continued by shaking his head.

“He class leader! Did you ever ask why someone like you was chosen as class president?” coined.

Farka looked far ahead to her entire past when she was appointed class president, so, after the visual of her friends' excuses had been seen, Farka took a deep breath, act confidently.

“Friends chose me, because they believed that I was a trustworthy person! And I think the teacher already knows!” said Farka loudly and steadily.

Teacher Sukada nodded pensively. Then his gaze fell on Zeni.

“Zeni, why don't you write?” ask Master Sukada.

“I...” said Zeni faltered then lowered her head.

“...I am too hypocritical if I answer, because..” he continued is not finished.

“Well, yes already. What about you, Fihan?” sela Guru Sukada then looked at Fihan.

So all the attention of these 3rd-grade humans spilled directly on Fihan, as if they were waiting for the most important answer to the survival of 3rd class, an answer that risks destruction or peace.

“The teacher's order is too ambiguous, the class president does not know what to do, because the teacher is not decisive, and seems playful,” replied Fihan bluntly.

Teacher Sukada nodded in understanding, and the entire student was still misgivings.

“I understand, I understand.. because I did make it so..” explained Guru Sukada.

“Begini... In fact you are the one who thinks this command is messing around, pad..”

“...ahk already..just stand up you guys until the lesson is finished,” added Guru Sukada resigned while moving to his desk.

Farka, Zeni and Fihan remained standing quietly, the atmosphere turning peaceful with the lessons being resumed.

       At 12:10 the second break was taking place, in the Guru's office, Farka was facing Guru Sukada. This Teacher Room is located near the school gate, separated from the classroom, a room that is shades of gray with 3 teacher desks littered by school files, this space is quite spacious, this room is quite large, the cabinets here seem antique, because since the first school was built teak cabinets have been there to accompany important files in it. Guru Sukada's desk is at the end of the room, facing the second entrance. There's no one here except the two humans.

”Farka, you have little time left, so..“ said Guru Sukada with a meaningful gaze.

”...You know what I mean?“ tanyanya.

”You know, didn't you mean my question in class earlier, about a friend who committed suicide?“

”I know.“

Teacher Sukada straightened his body while crossing.

”Well, so what's your answer?“

Farka sighed her gaze was again placed far away, as if glaring at the future.

”I will stop my friend, and I will always accompany him giving him the spirit to stay alive,“.

Teacher Sukada nodded slowly in contemplation, he briefly turned his gaze on the piece of paper on the table, however, he looked back at Farka.

”Former friend committed suicide because broke up with his girlfriend, friend father is a good man, we are friends, before he committed suicide, he had time to apologize to father, and stupid, he was, you take it lightly, all the outpouring of his heart I consider the wind and then, until one day, he died with a shot in his head, suicide with a gun belonging to his father. And every time you meet your best friend's boyfriend, you must remember your best friend, his girlfriend is a proud woman, and it feels very good to kill him, you see, according to your best friend, the woman always acts rude and always extorts your best friend, so.“ said Guru Sukada.

”...my orders are just a test to see how far your social soul develops, you want to know what your way of thinking, sometimes things that seem playful turned out to have a big risk, he said, and Fihan is right, sometimes someone's feelings are always made jokes, the smart boy has proven it, but, accidentally his attitude can also hurt the feelings of people near him,“ he added.

Farka nodded in understanding.

”Beards are usually, already know the orders of your teacher instead of being done, even feel right by not writing,“ Guru Sukada joked.

”Hehehe... Yes Sir sorry, his name is also young,“ reply Farka jokingly.

”Ya already yes already, you can go,“ said Guru Sukada with a seat back.

Farka also paid, but Guru Sukada added that Farka had to prepare other students who would later be included in a competition, Farka also agreed. When Farka just came out of the Master room, it turned out that Areny had been waiting outside the Master room, he stood up while looking at the glass cabinet containing many trophies. Then the two of them went back on the road together.

       The afternoon towards the bright twilight with the hot sun at 15:00 school was over, Farka and Areny were home, they had changed their clothes. As planned, Farka and Areny are writing the story of their lives on their respective smartphones, sitting on the living room couch. Suddenly the voice of a woman broke the focus and silence. So Farka and Areny looked straight at the open door.

”Excuse.“

Then Areny went out of the house. Apparently a blonde girl, wearing a leather jacket that wrapped her shirt in long jeans plus leather shoes that wrapped her legs was standing at the front door.

”Zeni!“ exclaim Areny.

”Ha-hai..“ sahut Zeni clumsy with her wry face.

Then Areny invited Zeni in, after the shoes were opened, he entered the house, and that's when the two Farka netra met a gaze with Zeni netra that was so charming, Farka raised a friendly smile at him, and then Farka met the eyes of Zeni who was so charming, at the same time allow Zeni to sit. So with pleasure, Zeni sat on the sofa leaning against the glass window beside the door, Areny was sitting on the sofa in front of Zeni.

”Wah tumben you came here,“ said Areny dumbfounded.

Zeni nodded still clumsy, her countenance still exuded an aura full of mystery, she still looked cold, however, there was a little change, that is, she started to dare to come to Farka's house with a cheerful aura, she was still cold, and yet, there was a little change, that is, she started to dare to come to Farka's house with a cheerful aura, even Zeni was struggling to smile at others. While Farka was still dumbfounded looking at Zeni, the girl did seem to have changed, just need to be given support, Farka thought so.

”Sorry, I can't smile,“ murmured Zeni nervously.

”Eh?! Hahahaha.“.

”...just relax Zeni, relax, no need to tense, people usually you are so... precisely if you smile like it will be strange deh!“ ballast Areny joking.

”Iya not Farka?“ tanyanya.

Farka nodded slowly still looking at Zeni meaningfully, but, because of Farka's unusual outlook, it made Areny think no-no, she felt jealous, and she felt jealous, what else Zeni face has been dressed like a video clip model, so it adds a beautiful impression.

”So what is this?“ ask Farka.

”A-me, I've been out of my dirty work..“ he said with a bowed-eyed and clumsy.

Farka and Areny were speechless listening, their faces solemn. Zeni's gaze looked bright on the visual feeling, he began to dare to pour out his heart.

”When I came home, I saw a girl crying in front of the store while looking at a photo, the girl kept saying, I will be like a mother! I'll be like mom! I'll be like mom!“ zeni.

”Eh sorry I cut, keep what does it have to do with you?“ sela Areny.

”Ya do not first cut if you want to know,“ refute Farka.

”Hehehe yes, sorry-sorry..“ regrets Areny with a chuckle.

”Hah you this.“

”I don't know why, I'm so moved to see it, at first the suicidal feelings came up again, but, that's where I started to make up my resolve, I decided to quit my job and look for a healthier job,“ explained Zeni.

”Oooooooohh so you are motivated, yes-ya-ya.“ Areny said as she nodded her head.

Farka was silent, yet to make any comment, he was reflecting on what he had to say so that Zeni felt moral support, because, according to Guru Sukada, he had to say, people like Zeni need to be supported and accompanied to the end, no matter whether they fail or succeed, as long as they do not commit suicide. Netra Zeni glanced at Farka's face, but Farka was still pensive, and Zeni took a deep breath while gathering strength so as not to be nervous, she exhaled slowly along with the mental strength that had united.

”Chairman, sorry if I always bother you,“ Zeni said looking down with regret.

”Eh, trouble what, not really,“ refute Farka.

”Ooooooohh is not yet possible,“ timpal Areny joking.

”He Areny!“ farka Admonition.

”Iya-iya-iya, sorry-sorry just kidding, hehehe..“ reply Areny joking.

”Chairman, I will co-write my life experience during school, I want to participate in the sweet experience at school,“ said Zeni with confidence.

Farka and Areny were somewhat astonished by Zeni's statement.

”Loh, not you yourself who said, if the problem in the real world then it must be solved in real also?“ wonder Farka.

Zeni was still looking at the table in front of her with a contemplating look.

”Hem, but.. I believe in the class president, I believe that what the class chairman did was for our good as well,“ said Zeni seriously.

”Wah don't say that dong, I even become like an old man, we are doing what we do young people.. yaaaa... although I don't think there are young people like us, we are, hehehe..“ complained Farka joking.

”...but, well then, let's write our sweet experience,“ he continued.

And the afternoon continued to pass with Farka who explained his purpose of writing and explaining Sazan and Areny who had joined first, plus chat about where tomorrow's holiday would go.