Is It Wrong Not All Right?
Felisha Plan
Kringh....
The break time arrived. Fina got up from her chair, about to head out of the classroom. However, as he crossed the teacher's desk, the teacher who had previously taught in Fina's classroom stopped Fina.
“Fina.” Call Bu Kinanti. “You want to read a poem in farewell later?” Bu Kinanti.
Fina didn't understand what Bu Kinanti meant. He never signed up to read poetry at a farewell event. “Me? No, Miss.”
“But your name is already listed on the list of contributing students,” said Bu Kinanti while tidying up the books lying on her desk.
“But I never registered myself, Mom,” explained Fina.
“Oh yes? If so, you just cross your name from the list.” Bu Kinanti suggested.
“Good, Bu.” Fina went back out of class. He took the direction to the toilet to urinate while thinking about why his name could be listed on the list of student shows for separation.
Fina was confused. Arriving at the toilet, Fina was a little surprised, she met Felisha and her gang who were berias while looking in the mirror.
Felisha, who saw Fina's presence, stopped her hand from smearing lipstick on her lips. He smiled, as if the arrival of his prey. Felisha put the lipstick she wore in her uniform bag. Her lips are red.
“Geng... Soon someone will be performing.”Felisha called out to her two friends.
“Duh, look forward to me..” Helena.
“Do not earthquake, yes?” Devi. It means tremor.
Felisha walked over to Fina. Step by step. Fina reflexes backwards. The woman's smile gushed out like a devil, making Fina shudder in horror. Fina's body arrived at the wall. He can't escape anymore. Felisha continued to approach, until the distance of the two remained one inch.
“Udah ready to perform in front of many people?” asked Felisha with her lips drawn upwards.
Fina was trembling, scared. It is hard to open your mouth. The girl's gaze before him was like being possessed by an evil demon.
“Gue can scribble my name from the list.” Fina refuted. Even though his tongue feels like a tongue.
“Please... But that means you lose. You can not face lo.” disease said Felisha.
Fina hunchback. His brain digested Felisha's speech.
“We'll see who the winner is. Lo or lo.” disease Felisha ketus. “Yuk, girls.”
Felisha and her two henchmen left the toilet leaving a push on Fina's shoulder. Fina's still tight-lipped. He was suddenly mute. Felisha's speech made her brain become active. What does avoiding mean losing? Does Fina have to fight her anxiety?
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A beautiful morning for a good atmosphere. Fina prepared breakfast for Father. Special breakfast. A surprise for you because Fina can now make rice fried pineapple recipe Mom. Although it may not feel exactly the same.
Father laughed as Fina kept a plate of pineapple fried rice in front of her. “This is you cooking?” He smiled proudly.
“Iya dong's. Fina learned to make pineapple fried rice. Because this should be a hereditary recipe in our family.” Fina sat in front of my father.
The first spoon goes into your mouth. Father clucking pleasure. “Ehm.. Steady. More delicious than Mother-made.” You put on an exaggerated expression.
“Bapak is proud of you.” I ruffled Fina's hair. “What is your condition?”
“Fina has 5 days off medicine. Thank you very well,” explained Fina.
“Duh... Now father's son hebar.” I commend Fina who continues to show progress.
“Great children will come from great fathers and mothers too.” Fina praised back.
“Iya, dong, clear. Your father is great.” Big head daddy.
“Basic.” Fina laughs.
They again ate pineapple fried rice on their plates. Laughs coloring the table. The mother up there must be proud of both. With Fina who was able to get up and Mr. who was full of patience has accompanied Fina through tough days until this moment.
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Fina stands on the school rooftop. Sculpting. It's been a long time since he's been here. For a long time he had not met anyone who used to accompany him here. Soon the farewell event will be held. 3 years Fina is in this school. The first year runs accordingly, the second year he began to lose himself, the third year Fina transformed into a new figure. The school played an important role in the growth of Fina. Fina never regretted what she had been through. All he knew was that everything that happened brought a reason.
“Thank you SMA Building Interracial. To like, to mourn, to please, to sad, to laugh, to cry. For good things, bad things, easy things, difficult things, unexpected things. And for all the emotions that were present during this school.” Fina monologue.
“I don't know why you're always avoiding me.” The man's voice was familiar to Fina's ears. Fina was sure who that person was. However, he was too afraid to look back and look at his face. He kept waiting for the person who was talking.
“But if the reason is because you feel bad for many things, you are wrong,” continued the voice. Fina caught as best as she could every word she spoke.
“You are good enough, Fina. Nothing wrong with you.” Win. One tear drops hatched on her cheek. Fina hurriedly removed it.
“Learn to love yourself. You're amazing, Fina.” Win added.
Soon the voice disappeared. It seemed like Win had already left, letting Fina alone ponder his words. Fina looked back. Rooftop blank hopping. There's only one of them there.
You are good enough, Fina. There's nothing wrong with you
Those words were again ringing in Fina's head.
Learn to love yourself. You're amazing, Fina.
The next sentence follows. Fina was crying more and more. He covered his face with both palms, stemming his tears. He felt guilty for what he had done to himself.
Fina always felt less. Always feeling unworthy of anything. Always felt something was wrong with her. In reality, he just needs to love himself.
The rooftop was colored by Fina's sedu-sedan. He finally realized how naive he had been all along.
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