Meet Up the Match

Part 4# Hope Mom, Love Monkey

Memories of adolescence that did not change his personality. It was like a whip to be thankful for what he had. How not?

While all classmates are busy huddling about cogans or clothes. Aira was busy reading novels in the library, well only that place was very convenient for a quiet girl like her. Even so, he has a friend who wants to make friends since he moved to this city, Amelia. Often called Lia. Of the many children, only Lia who according to him is not two-faced and simple.

When all his classmates looked one eye because he was not equal. Aira did not care if she was only friendly with textbooks. For him education is the first path to success so he must always be serious with every lesson received. Therefore, do not be surprised if Aira often follow the race to have a lot of busyness outside school hours.

Memories of sitting in class at Junior High. At the time Aira will be in third grade. The teenager is preparing for a school event to be followed as he is appointed to a meticulous intelligent race alongside two male classmates. The event was usually held after a class hike commonly called classmeeting. Each class is only allowed to send three students to represent the class.

Every time she attended events, Aira was always professional. Even so, Rara only talks to her friends until the event is over and the Aira class becomes the champion. The one teenager was just silently smiling knots like the year before. Too quiet so that not infrequently anyone thinks arrogantly.

While in his home environment. Aira has a schoolmate who is not so far away from her home. As usual, a mother always wants her child to be the best, as well as Aira's mother. Where the woman began to be unhappy and uncomfortable with the arrogance of a grandmother from the princess' classmate. How not?

Grandma's friend Aira always praised her granddaughter so excessively. It was as if the smartest thing in the school was just his granddaughter. So that one night, a mother tried to express her heart and mind to the princess who was busy doing final schoolwork.

"Son, come! I want to talk to you." Call Sonia's mother, make Aira turn her attention to the woman who has given birth to her.

Aira closed the book, but still made the pen as a barrier so as not to need to remember the LKS page he was studying. Then he got up from his seat and sat down next to his mother. "Yes, Mom. Tumben call? Is there anything Aira should do?"

"Are you in class with Diana's granddaughter? yesterday he said his granddaughter was always a champion and always got the best grades?" asked Sonia's mother while staring intensely at the princess' brown eyes. He waited for Aira's reply who let out a slow breath.

"It's true he's smart, ma'am, but not always a champion. You know, don't you? If in my class there are only twenty-five students and that's what I mean. As I recall, she transferred to Class B, while I was Class A, Mom. Actually even though he was the first champion in his class, it did not apply in class A. So automatically he's still ranked third."

"While I knew in Class A, I was second. If so, he is not the smartest, but still equally struggling to be the pride of their respective families. I don't think about it because the value of all students is the same as getting results like they do and work for, ma'am." Aira explained while smiling so that the mother understood the situation of her school.

The truth the princess spoke of made Sonia feel calm. His heart's frustration faded away instantly, "So, yeah, son. Now I understand, so my daughter dear. Learn more and make everyone appreciate your efforts, son!" Cuddled by the princess, who was always trying to be a submissive girl, "It's late, good night, my daughter. Remember that every fight of yours will be a strength."

"Mommy hopes that everyone who looks at my daughter doesn't deserve to be in Class A can keep quiet about your achievements, son. Unwilling to hear your own child become the mouthwash of immoral people." continued Sonia's mother half-stifled with a roar of heart that stifles the chest.

Aira only understood that right now, the mother was injured. "I'll do my best for my mom and I. Enough to always support me with a good do'a. Good night, Ma. Aira excuse me for a break."

Life is all about learning, learning and learning. Humans do not mature just like that because in reality they have to pass many tests. Just like what happened to Aira. Where at a time when all his classmates were busy playing. Precisely one teenager was busy taking additional tutoring outside school hours.

A meeting with a senior was once a sweet story that could lower the value of lessons during the seventh grade of the second semester. After that passed Aira rose to regain his achievements. Although for a moment he was once lulled by the name of monkey love or the so-called love in silence.

I don't know why every part of the past came without being asked. Aira remembered the time that had passed. When he was in first grade and met with his senior brother who was deliberately combined with his Les time by the teacher due to the request of the senior's mother.

The day is clouded with quite sultry weather in the afternoon. Aira was busy with Lia doing the task. Suddenly hearing a commotion from a woman and a man outside her teacher's house. The mother of my senior sister who nagged the son firmly.

"Son, you don't mess around. Mama deliberately sent you to the tutoring place to be diligent in learning not to play trus." said the mother who walked to the home of the teacher's mother.

A teenage boy smiles at a horse. The young man did not heed his mother's words, "Yes, yes, Mom. I'm studying here, but it's still a chore for tutoring while my schedule will run out of magrib, ma'am." His glances ensured Time was always his tutoring schedule by looking at the clock on his wrist.

The look in our eyes met a beautiful, well-dressed adult woman. Obviously the mother had a steady job sitting in an AC room. "Wa'alaikumsalam, Ma'am the teacher is inside praying, ma'am. Better wait because it's gonna be over soon."

The woman waited with her son for ten minutes until Bu Widya came and welcomed the mother of one of her students.

"Wa'alaikumsalam, how's mom doing? Is there anything I can help you with?" greet Bu Widya while greeting the hands of the woman sitting on the wooden chair of her home terrace.

"Look, Miss Widya. I want, Ken is more active in learning because lately has not been noticed since tutoring with fellow classmates. Precisely the value does not go up, must be a lot of jokes when studying. Approximately, if my child can be moved just schedule his tutoring so that ndak play trus. More or less so, Miss Widya." Mama Ken tries to make changes in the son's life by paying attention to learning patterns that must be improved.

Widya ma'am understood the turmoil of a mother. What's more Mama Ken said was true, "It could be, Mom. It just so happens that the schedule is now only two students and the two girls are the younger siblings from the same school. If Nak Ken wants to join them." The woman turned her head towards Aira and Lia, then asked without hesitation. "Kids, you don't mind if Ken joins tutoring today?"

"Yes, Mom. We're fine." replied in unison Lia and Aira.

Aira's approval, Lia makes Ken accept the mother's wish. So that the beautiful woman immediately paid her leave and entrusted her child to tutoring. From that day on, Ken somehow became like a ghost in the life of an Aira. Even before that day, not once did he see Ken in the same school.

But after the meeting at the tutoring place. There is no day without seeing Ken either at school or tutoring. A senior brother who is very petty and stylish styles, always put the right hand that wears a watch into the pocket of his pants. The style of the young man increasingly made Aira interested to just dare to like the heart thief in silence.

Not even rarely did Ken do anything, but Aira just kept quiet and looked. A few months Aira began to become unfocused in the school learning process so that a race that he should have participated in failed to be followed because his value plunged drastically from the expected qualifications.

Since that incident, Aira realized her mistake. Falling in love at the wrong time with the wrong person. Would that? He was just trying to correct the mistake in order to become a princess who was able to boast both parents. Moreover, it can pass SMP without a difficult obstacle.

His love is just one of those stories of the past that cannot be repeated. A heart that begins to flower will bloom when it does not dare to prune it. Like flowers. In fact, love is never wrong just the time to fall in love is not right.

For several months Aira was busy with studying more. The girl did her best to realize the expectations of a mother. It is not felt that his struggle reached the breaking point and he is waiting for the final result of the national exam because today is the deciding day for the future.

Hard work cannot betray the outcome. Doesn't the saying say so? He believes the struggle for several months has been as much as possible even willing to lose playing time in order to review every difficulty of the problem that is felt will be a weakness.

The teenager studied from morning to morning without regard to time or ridicule his classmates who always thought he was just lucky to always win one in every exam. Moreover, it happened during the school exam period at every level either during the district or district until not infrequently Aira can only smile knots with bodo period will speech classmates.

The mood of the class was so quiet when the homeroom entered the room. An adult woman with an always-simple hijab put two bundles of white envelopes on the table. One by one the names of students are called according to the absent order number to get the results of the learning process for the last three years.

So it does not take long for each student to get an envelope of exam results because the students who number only so much are quickly holding their respective envelopes. Then back to sitting with a bright and enthusiastic face.

There are no lessons on a historic day. Of course, they've all finished their school exams. So there is nothing to learn again in the same school, then the ninth grade students disperse back to their respective homes. And so is Aira.

The teenager chose to use a thousand steps to escape from the unqualified questions of other friends. He felt he did not need to answer anything because the test results were only to be presented to the mother.