Just numbers

Trying to Make Peace

"Ehem!" dehemku saw someone who was engrossed with a cigarette smoked while staring at the flowers in front of him.

He looked back, then turned his face back from me. I walked slowly closer towards him.

"Can it be destroyed? I was asphyxiated by the smoke" I said honestly still standing next to him.

"Ck, I didn't ask you to come here. Anyway, if you want to sit 'there will be another empty bench," he replied ketus.

No problem, I get it. It is not easy to be a child who is a victim of a broken home, without any direction from anyone.

"If I sit on the other bench, it becomes serem. Cake of a madman," I said softly and with a smile.

There was no answer, he still did not look at me and smoked the cigarette that seemed to have just turned on.

"Aghan?" I asked and looked at her face with a slight bow.

"Ck, you shitty shit!" grit it and throw the cigarette into the grass and step on it.

I took a slow breath and began to sit beside him with the backpack I was still wearing as well as the textbooks.

"I was wrong with you? What .... My words did someone hurt you?" ask me with the tone as much as possible made soft.

"Mom feel?" ask her back and look at me.

I canted quickly, "Why I asked."

"Everyone is the same as it turns out in this world, if the human once made a mistake it will continue to be blamed if the same thing happens the next day," explained Arhan averted his eyes.

I nodded after digesting it well what did it mean, "Oh, so it wasn't you who made the snakes? I'm sorry, I don't know, and I called you to ask for an explanation. You're sleeping, I can't ask you what's going on."

"Teachers will never admit their mistakes, yes, Buk," said Arhan smiled lightly.

"You mean?" ask me to knit an eyebrow.

"Yes, like Mom said."

"I'm not admitting wrongdoing, if I don't admit guilt why would I come here? Should you apologize here? Mending like any other teacher, but, I know that I was wrong I apologized and that was just an explanation. Someone will not make a mistake if the opponent is not there," explained my own length that I actually do not know he understands or not.

"Well, why else would you stay here?" arhan asked ketus with a flat face.

I smiled and moved my lips, "You haven't apologized to me yet. It's fair, dong."

"Is it necessary?"

"Of course, because you wronged me too because I was your teacher. If you don't apologize to me, I will never forgive. If I don't forgive you, you suddenly die your spirit is so unsettled."

"Hm .. alright, forgive me!"

Knock-knock index finger on chin, "Can, but there's a condition."

"Ha, what's the condition?" asked Arhan in a shocked tone.

I laughed at the shocked face, "Obsolutely Arhan, the conditions will not be difficult. I will not make you run the field or bask under the flag. I want ... You are more polite with the teacher, are active in learning and every first hour of rest you come to the teacher's room at my desk. I see, your grades in my subjects are very ugly. I don't know how much you hated this teacher."

"I don't want to!" reject Arhan raw.

"Oh, so? Are you sure you don't want to?" ask me to raise an eyebrow.

"Yes." Yeah."

"Yaudah then, congratulations on being a curious spirit later when you are no more." I got up and hugged the book by walking towards the classroom.

"Yana, wait!" arhan shouted as I was about to climb onto the ceramic floor now.

"What's wrong?" many turn.

"Yaudah, I want to!" in short, staring at the grass.

"Okay Arhan's. You're going to be this kindhearted special disciple of Bu Yana, are you excited?"

"Ck, lebay!" sindir Arhan and walk first.

I just saw that the back that was wearing a jacket covering his school uniform was getting further away.

I shook my head and immediately walked towards the teacher's room, today there is only one more class that I have not entered. It was half an hour before the bell came home.

"Yana, to the headmaster's room now," Wahyu's command stared at Dayana who was staring at the cellphone.

"Ready, Sir!" I immediately turned off the phone and put it in my pocket.

Ht ...!

Ht ...!

"Lake in!" tell the person inside after hearing the knock I gave. With courage, I opened the door wide.

"Please sit down and close the door again" he ordered, and I called.

I sat on a bench close to him, only blocked by the table, "What's the matter, yes, sir call me here?" ask me who is curious.

"What did teacher Yana tell Arhan in the back garden?" ask the principal directly to the point.

I was surprised to hear the question, whether the school is full of CCTV or .. oh, it turns the window in the principal's room directly towards the park.

The headmaster said, "Nothing matters sir, I just talk and give advice like a teacher and a student."

"Will he talk to teacher Yana?"

I nodded, "Why Sir?" I was confused by the shocked face that the headmaster displayed.

"How come? Why can teacher Yana talk to him?"

"Yes, can dong sir. He'll still be human, yeah, it's only natural that you can talk."

"Ck, he said he wanted to learn," cut off someone who opened the door and was on the verge there.

"Aghan?" I stared at that guy.

"T-Mister Arhan?" muttered the headmaster that Dayana couldn't hear.

"Sir, is there nothing else to talk about? I want to go back to the room," I clearly stared at the headmaster who was still focused on looking at Arhan.

"It's Yana's teacher."

"Well then, excuse me sir." I got up and walked out, Arhan closed the door again.

"Have the bell rested?" I asked for pleasantries when the hallway was filled with students.

"It has. Instead of teacher Yana don't focus too much on people, so don't hear anything."

"Yes, his name is speaking. So, have to focus on dong."

We were already in front of the entrance of the master teacher's room, Arhan dismissed the rare, "What's the matter?" many wonder.

"I haven't had breakfast."

"Continue?"

"You buy some bread first."

"Okay, eat there first."

"Good."

Actually Arhan is not a child to be feared or in the stamp is not good, it is seen from him who still wants to hear my words.

Especially when he turned off his cigarette earlier, if I was a rash teacher I might have taken it from his mouth just like that.

But should we keep our attitude as teachers? Cause why? Because ... the teacher will be obeyed by his students.