I'm with you, Mr. Teacher

New Test

The final exam is getting closer. Nusa Bangsa High School students at the final level began to be preoccupied with additional tutoring outside school hours. Sandalwood enjoys increasing its hours of activity. He made it as a means of distraction that is quite powerful, besides of course useful for its maturity in the face of the final test later.

This afternoon, after the lesson, Cendana found nightmares and dense fog that he had been trying to shake off all this time, to be real. In the living room, his parents had a conversation with several people in official office settings accompanied by two police officers. Although their chatter had paused when they realized the presence of Cendana, but seeing the expressions of his parents, Cendana could immediately interpret what had happened.

Although it has prepared the heart for today, in fact Sandalwood is still in shock. After picking up some jokes, as if not yet able to accept the reality, Sandalwood darted from its footing, climbing the stairs quickly towards the second floor. Her tears had already flooded when she arrived at Cakka's room. He swept his gaze, as if it was so heavy to take off all the memories Cakka had left in this room. He was sure, there, Cakka must have felt the same sadness.

Cendana took off a photo of Cakka hanging on the wall, among a line of posters of her idol world musicians. He clutched the frame, though somewhat exhausted by greatness. His steps retreated slowly, until he hit the edge of the bed. Feeling unable to support his body perfectly, Sandalwood sat there.

Mama came in with a rather chaotic look. An increasingly concentrated sense of concern emanates from a pair of eyes. He immediately took a side-by-side position, pulling his daughter's head slowly until it was anchored in his chest.

"Don't be afraid, honey. We can get through all this." Although intended to strengthen, there is a doubt in the speech of Sukma. Because, until this moment he did not know what to take steps after this.

***

Never crossed the mind Sandalwood his family would fall poor like this. But not because of poor, which makes Sandalwood seem hesitant to live tomorrow. He is only a little dazed, because it comes along with some things that he felt were not complete. Nevertheless, he promised himself that he would go through this phase without the drama of excessive adversity.

Taking off the three-story luxury house and all its contents, which he had lived in since birth, managed to pass Cendana quite well. Only the items in Cakka's room made it rather heavy. Luckily, he was allowed to bring a guitar and photos of Cakka, as well as his bicycle. At first it cannot. But after Sandalwood knelt down pleading, the hearts of those people finally melted as well.

Hajir is grateful to still have a friend who remained faithful after he fell like this. Thanks to the help of friends, who are also former subordinates, he was able to get a rented house that was fairly cheap that day. It's very simple, but it's the best for now.

One more thing that makes Sandalwood sad, he had to part with Bibi, a person who understands himself more inside than Mama. Although heavy, Bibi was forced to go home because Pak Hajir's family would no longer be able to pay him every month. After all, Auntie's energy wasn't much needed anymore in the little house they live in right now. Sandalwood and Mama can do all the homework themselves.

***

Cendana has just installed a photo of Cakka on one side of his new room, the side that starts this second will be more often he looks at than the other side, when Ranum rushed in without knocking on the door and immediately grabbed him tightly. Ranum's tears had flooded, as if not a trace of his best friend's sadness that he had escaped.

"Kok, so you're the whiny one, anyway?" Slowly, Sandalwood broke the arms of Ranum. Then cupped his face while brushing off the tears that were still competing there.

Still not able to say anything, Ranum again clutched Cendana. Even tighter than before.

"Russia, dong. I'm okay, all right." Sandalwood patted Ranum's back gently.

"Gue was astonished, you could still smile. It's not good if I'm the one who ngalamin all this," said Ranum after taking off his deck.

"The only thing missing was my family's house, car, and company. As for me, God willing is nothing less."

"Sure, is it okay?" Ranum wiped his tears.

Cendana nodded while smiling weakly. "Everything we had yesterday was just a deposit. Merely for testing. Perhaps because we were negligent, God took it back. Time to take this new test." Somehow Cendana could say such wise words, when doubt still stuck in her heart. He just didn't want to look fragile until he got a look of mercy from others. Even if that person is his best friend.

After Ranum's crying subsided perfectly, Cendana pulled her best friend to sit on the edge of the bed. For the umpteenth time Cendana circulated the view to all corners of his new room, which was only a quarter of his old room. Sandalwoods should be satisfied with all this. From now on he should be thankful.

Secretly Ranum's gaze also wandered. Seeing how the conditions are, he is not sure his best friend will be stoic enough to face all this.

"From tomorrow, go to school with me, yeah." Ranum's voice was still concerned.

"That's called ngerepotin. Our house, right, isn't in the same direction anymore."

"Since when did the theory of ngerepotin appear in friendships?"

"Not to be forced. I can ride a bike, really." Suddenly Cendana remembered Teak. Although at this time his feelings have not found the right qibla, it cannot be denied, that a number of mornings in his life once meant a lot, when the pedal of their bikes was in rhythm in an attempt to interpret the faintly ticking taste. She how are you? Sandalwood shook his head quickly, before longing was entrenched in his heart.

"What is distance?"

"Related?"

Sandalwoods nodded.

"But if you need anything, let me know quickly, yes!"

"Sip!" Sandalwood gave a thumbs up, while putting on a look that hopefully managed to look cheerful.

"Oh yes, tomorrow you please tell Mr. Hasan, yes, one or two days, like I can't go in. Yes ... You understand why." Sandalwood reopened the chat after a moment of silence.

"It's okay, so, I'm telling you about your condition?"

"Yes, it's okay! Why should it be covered up? In the end everyone will know, too."

"I mean, if all of a sudden the kids are at school on the talk, I'm afraid you're not ready."

Sandalwood took a long breath. "Okay, my papa is in debt, but she's not a corruptor. Besides we never know, there could be a certain person behind all this."

Hearing Cendana's suppression, Ranum decided to dismiss his excessive worries. "May you really be stronger than I thought."

***

If only Jaka did not call him shortly after performing earlier, maybe now Jati was cheering full of happiness like the three colleagues. Because, Kenanga just said, that she managed to get a cooperation agreement with one of the famous record labels in Jakarta for the launch of the first album The Second Change Band. Although they will take a circular system, but under the auspices of a label that has already issued dozens of famous musicians, it certainly helps their first steps. No wonder everyone is so excited. Except Teak.

"Papa Cendana company is bankrupt, sir. Their homes were confiscated."

Jaka's short story is still ringing in Jati's ears, making him restless instead of playing. He was afraid to imagine the current condition of Sandalwood. Can it? Be powerful? Does it need a place to share? If only Cendana did not block it, Jati had already called him. No matter what girl he won't lift. He will continue to do so. Maybe until the network operator system was bored serving it. But dear ...!

Jati rubbed her face, not realizing that Kenanga and her colleagues began to cast strange gazes.

"Why are you, anyway? I'm not happy about that?" ketus Kenanga finally.

Teak realized. "How unhappy? It's really nice!" Teak forced a smile as wide as possible. Nevertheless, the aura of his comrades' gazes had not changed. Especially Kenanga, who believes all this again has something to do with Sandalwood.

***

Early in the morning Jati had arrived at that point again, where she was waiting for Cendana. The first time, after a dozen days since he decided not to visit her again. When asking for the new address of Cendana to Jaka, unfortunately, the boy did not know. Now, although not sure Cendana will still pass the road, Jati still waited expectantly. If Sandalwood comes up with his bike, or with any vehicle, Teak be sure to put the body in the middle of the road, absolutely will not let it pass just like that this time. Teak's wish was very simple, just wanted to make sure, the girl who had already inhabited that special space in her heart, was fine.

With very forced Jati to end the wait is unclear. If he did not leave soon, he would be late. He pedaled his bike as fast as he could, while still occasionally looking back, hoping that Sandalwood would appear in any way.

Teak arrived when the guards had already pulled the gate. His bike sped before the gate closed perfectly. Pak Satpam who had been shocked only made trinkets.

Upon arrival at the parking lot, the Teak gaze wanders around looking for a sky blue sedan, or bicycle. Baby, he didn't find it. Why is it as if there are no signs of sandalwood?

Feeling a start to lose control of his worries and a pile of increasingly turbulent strange flavors, Jati rushed to the Sandalwood class. He ran a little down the corridor.

"Saddock!" Jati immediately shouted the name upon arrival at the doorstep of class XII IPA 2. The entire class who was preparing to wait for the first subject teacher, suddenly directed a gaze to the source of the voice. The atmosphere of the class that had been filled with chatter was somehow, suddenly quiet.

Teak's gaze was fixed on the empty bench belonging to Cendana. Where the hell is he?

***