I want to Find Him

CHAPTRE 8

I walked down the corridor to the multipurpose room. With a very fast pace I waded through the crowd of students who were trying to cover the road. I'm already too late.

When I got to the front door of the multipurpose room, I tried to catch my breath to face everything in the room. I pulled the doorknob and said my greetings when the door opened. "Assalamu'alaikum!"

All the pairs of eyes that were inside the multipurpose room immediately turned their heads towards me. Their expressions showed for a moment and when they realized they immediately answered my greetings.

I turned to look at Brother Fatha who was looking at me with a smile. I nodded as well, returning his smile. He also allowed me to sit.

Yeah, now I'm in a chemistry class for National Olympics participants. I came here at the request of Brother Fatha as the student in charge of this activity. He said,

"Han, you can say something, can't you?"

"What, Brother?"

"Hany want to, don't take a special chemistry class tomorrow? You happen to be tomorrow morning by chance we will discuss about the material that Hany is studying. And that would help Hany a lot to deal with next week's replay." Obviously Brother Fatha with spirit.

"Yes, I want to."

That's the story that got me into this class. Though this class is not at all suitable for me because it is only filled by smart people.

"Hey, you! Don't look at Hany like that, dong. He could not concentrate on learning. You take it easy, Hany won't take your position, he just wants to learn." Brother Fatha said to his disciples. They laugh too.

The lesson also begins. All students began to focus on the learning provided by Brother Fatha. Not except for me who is very ambitious to understand the material of this CHAPTER. When I taught myself at home I didn't understand it at all and thought it was a very difficult lesson. However, when Brother Fatha explained it I understood very well. Even when Sister Fatha gave us the training, I was able to answer correctly everything. "Good work Hany!" Brother Fatha said as he handed me my exercise book. Studying in a special class is fun!

The class ended when the second break bell rang. The students rushed to leave the class. Sister Fatha ended the class fantastically, by giving words of encouragement to the Olympic participants. I love it when he says those words.

I also approached Brother Fatha who was cleaning up the books on the table. I brought him a bottle of mineral water for him to drink. Because it seems like he really needs that.

"People say sweaty men are cool." I said while giving a bottle of water.

He stopped, "Oh, huh?" Ask Brother Fatha while wiping the sweat that soaked her forehead.

"Easy! Let's drink!" Brother Fatha also received the water bottle I offered. Then, with one gulp he almost drained the water in the bottle.

"I love the way Big Brother encourages them." My speech.

"Hm.. That's what you should do so they don't feel stressed when facing the race later." Said.

"Both teachers!"

He laughed softly, "Not really. Brother is just trying to help."

I smiled too. "Oh yeah, I guess teaching is easy and not tiring. But after seeing Big Brother, it seems like being a teacher is also exhausting."

"Indeed right. That's why you don't make it difficult for Mega Ma'am. Doesn't it look like him?" Ask Brother Fatha.

"No!" Answer me quickly. 'Uh, but Kasian too, anyway. He must be tired of doing everything. What else is added to the conflict I have created. So cassian..'

"Where are you going?" My toot.

"Ngantarin book." He said as he walked away from me.

"Eh, wait!" I said while chasing him.

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After school I decided to visit Grandpa's house. Unlike usual, now I go alone on the will of my conscience. I usually go with Mom and Dad. That's also because Mother always forced me to come along.

Now I'm standing in front of Grandpa's gate. I stared at the yard of the house while holding the strap of my backpack. I tried to muster up the courage to enter that yard. Because it's been a long time since I stepped on the grass that stretches in Grandpa's yard.

I pushed the gate that was that waist-high. Then walk to Grandpa's porch. I knocked on Grandpa's door and said my regards. Just a few taps away, Grandfather instantly appeared from behind the door.

"Glambeach!"  Grandfather immediately put on a shocked expression when he saw me in front of the door. "Eh, it's Grandpa's granddaughter. Come inside!"

I also entered Grandpa's house which was so simple and fairly classic. However, even so this house has many memories.

"Grandpa call your grandmother first, yeah." I was immediately caught off guard when Grandpa said that word. I feel like I was twelve years old. Where the person I called Grandma is still the same person. However, I realized that I was almost seventeen years old now and that the person I loved had left a few years ago. "Yes, Cake. I'll wait for him here." My word.

While waiting I also chose to surround Grandpa's guest room. The view is still the same as the last time I felt right to be here. Grandma's photos are still on neat display without a single one on the move. Even Grandpa and Grandma's large paintings were still stuck to the wall well.

Suddenly I remembered the last time I came to this place. At that time there was still Rain who always followed me where I went.

"Yes! Where you going? Uh, there's a ghost, you know!" Rain cried when he saw me go to Grandma's study.

I turned to see it too. I said, "You think I'm an elementary school boy you can be afraid of. I'm already in 2nd grade Junior High, you know that, right!"

Rain insisted, "I'm serious, you know. Yesterday I saw your grandmother sitting at her sewing machine table."

"Leave it. That's even better. Let me take off the miss with my grandmother." I said as I entered Grandma's workroom which was almost full of cobwebs.

Rain followed me. "Come on Han, we go back to the living room. There's a lot of spiders here, you know." He said in a persuasive tone.

"Not going! You think I like to see your mom's face there. I'd rather see spider eyes than see your mother's face!" Press me with an annoyed face.

I smiled when I imagined the incident. My puberty age is full of selfishness and anger. Even that still happens today. As you know I still haven't accepted Mother Rain as my Grandma.

Come to think of it, I was very mean to Rain. I hurt him with words that might hurt him. I only realized it after three years. Maybe if I were the one with the words like that maybe I wouldn't be able to. And I'm probably gonna hate Rain all my life. But Rain is really a tough guy and very smart. He never put all my bitter words into his heart. He is aware of the selfishness of the girl who is going through a period of maturity.

"Yes!"

That voice sounded very clearly echoing in my ears. I turned my head and found the figure of a woman who was now fixated on the doorway to the middle room. I smiled and approached him. "Mr Mega, how are you?"

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