
Today is my last day teaching at Irga school. For some reason, it felt so lazy to part from them.
I who used to refuse to replace Papa's duties here even so at home here, I stare fixed my face from the reflection of the mirror.
Try to smile and there will be no tear scene that falls even though it feels a bit difficult to do later.
I took a rough breath and got up from my seat, picked up my backpack and walked out of the room towards the kitchen.
"Good morning, Mama and Papa," I said, looking at Papa and Mama who had breakfast.
"Good morning also Yana," replied Papa while Mama was very rarely reply if there was Papa there.
I chose to sit down and apply chocolate jam to my bread, "Last day, yes, Yana?" ask Papa looking at me.
A nod and a smile that I can give, "Where, a smile, is it a teacher? Especially if what we teach can achieve something that we believe he can achieve it," explained Papa who is already experienced far from me.
"Yes, Pa. It feels so happy to see someone stamped on someone else can't whereas because of us he can break people's bad stamp" I said putting bread in his mouth.
Papa nodded again with his office clothes, I paid first because he said there will be a ceremony for the release of I am also a 12th grader who will PKL later.
The important thing is that I have breakfast, because I do not want to happen to a teacher who fainted especially when I was in school I never fainted.
Time, it's as old as this to faint. Shame on me, tuh. Don't forget to slap the backs of the two parents I love.
I'm not at the stop, but there's a gojek I ordered. Know the ceremony, do not want to add fatigue later with jostling on the bus.
'Where to go, huh? His house was also seemingly empty, were they still accompanying Zahra? Oh, yeah, Zahra how's it going, huh? Is he all right?' my mind is full of question marks.
Because indeed, Irga's house is now more often seen closed. Mama said two days ago there was a truck carrying goods from Irga's house.
"Sir, can I call?" ask the gojek driver. It's nothing, I'm afraid if my voice interferes with her concentration. That's why I always ask first.
"May, Ma'am," said the driver in a voice that was faint from the wind.
I took off the backpacks and took the cell phone inside, I looked for Irga. In fact, he didn't even send me a message.
"Hello, what's wrong, Ma'am?" ask Irga when the phone is connected.
"Lu where's Ga?" ask me with a slightly slow tone, afraid also if the driver is disturbed.
"At school, Ma'am. Where is mama?"
"On the road, go to school. Why is your house deserted, you find Zahra's?"
"Yes, Mother. Make him, the problem is."
"How long?"
I who heard the answer from him immediately patted the eel, 'Mistake the question, nih, me, ' My mind is self-devouring.
"Yaudah, I'm matiin Ga. I want to get to that!" ketusku who does not want if he even more so-so tempting.
"Yes, Mother. See you at school, yeah, Ayang," said Irga turned off the call first.
His last words suddenly made me round my eyes and already wanted to go berserk with him. Only, because he's the smarter one turns off the call first.
I took a slow breath and tried to smile because of this resentment that did not come out. Masa, I have to vent it to the driver.
Helmet I took off and handed it to the owner back do not forget to give the fare according to the application. I entered the school gate.
Some students greeted me with an occasional body in the bow, not forgetting that I replied to something similar.
"Yes, Yana!" shouted someone who was behind calling my name. I stopped and looked directly at the source of the sound.
Arhan. Running towards me, with a sad face even though he was trying to cover it up. But I can see it from his eyes.
"Oh, why don't you ask to be a teacher here?" arhan asked without further ado asking me or anything first.
I'm still trying to keep the clear grain absent, forced to smile, "Hay, Arhan. How are you, today?" ask me to divert the conversation.
"Gue can help you if you want to netap here, you know not Buk? You are the only teacher who does not look down on me! You're the only one who doesn't see me as a bad boy! You're the only one who wants to help me when other teachers are indifferent to me under the pretext of 'let her alone, if the value is bad also will still have a future' But, when you come Buk. Everything changed, I became more focused and now, you're also going to leave me?" asked Arhan in a soft voice. I looked around, there were several pairs of eyes staring at us not forgetting also a teacher and.
"Arhan .. You know? Not everyone present will remain, right? Like I said in class. That, people who are on our side can at any time leave without us knowing the reason. So ...."
"And you should, you said you wanted to go Buk! I won't be as sick and sad as this!" cut off Arhan and just leave me.
I was silent at his words, I closed my eyes to let the tears flow and quickly wiped them off.
Turning around and chasing after Arhan, I had to calm him down and tell him. I can't let him be alone right now.
In the garden, yes, the man was in the garden with a sobbing sound heard in my ear. I approached and sat down beside him while giving a tisue.
"Padahat, before entering here also has been announced by Mr. Revelation that I will doang a week here, hahaha," I said opening a chat.
"But .. maybe you don't hear or don't want to know about it, because you think I must be the same teacher as the other teachers," I looked at him.
I took a breath first, "This is Arhan's life, there will be times when you have to leave someone or you are left behind by someone for his other life. We, can not tell the person to stay in our life and environment. Because what? He also has a dream that he must realize, not just a dream," I smiled at him.
I swiped his back for a moment, "Yep, the bell sounds. Masa, you want to stay away from me? But then again, we will also be far away. You PKL and I went back to the routine of a few years that I've been working on."
I was breathing again and again, I don't know how stifling it feels. I got up and reached out before Arhan, "Yuk!"