Mr. Tentaraku

Chapter 14

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Next day.

Kriiii•••••

the alarm sounds. I woke up from my deep sleep and then went to the bathroom to pray and then did the dawn prayer.

After I finished praying, I raised my hands while praying.

“Yes Allah gave the blessing of life to my father and mother, O Allah, grant me and my parents the ease of sustenance, save them both from all harm and disease, O Allah if indeed bang Andi is my soul mate give ease for us to hold marriage aamiin” I sweep both my hands to the face and fold back the face and prayer mat.

“Sayang has prayed” asked the mother who entered my room.

“Already ma” answered me who took the towel.

“Ya has been showering keep”

After I finished the bath I put on my school uniform, then put on thin makeup and then came out of the room to see my mom and have breakfast together.

“Excellent beauty mom today” godaku.

“Ah could have you kak” mama smile salting hear my praise.

I took a spoonful of rice and side dishes.

At school

A gust of wind hit the shady trees on the school field, the entrance bell rang all students running into the classroom welcoming the arrival of teachers to provide learning materials.

“Assalamualaikum” I entered in class IX B.

“Waalaikumsalam warahmatullahi wabarakatuh” all students.

“Bersiaaaaap graaak” shouted the class president told all students to wake up “hormaaaat grak” all students raised their hands making a respectful sign “give salam”

“Assalamualaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh” all students.

“Waalaikumsalam warahmatullahi wabarakatuh” sahutku.

They all sat back.

“Now read the prayer first yes please read surah Al Fatihah and prayer learn”

“Bismillhirra tunnirra

Al - al - al - lillahi rabbil'alamin

Ar ra - marir ra rudim

Mariliki yaumid din

Iyyaka na'budu wa iyyaka nasta'in

Rhdinaz-riratal-mustaqim

Siratallazni an'amta 'alaihim gairil-magbi 'alaihim wa laud ud 'llin

Bismillathirra

Robbis rohlii shodrii, wa yassirliiamrii, wahlul ‘uqdatam millisaani yafqohu qouli”

“Alhamdulillah, now all open package book page 125 about Global Warming”

“Good bu” all students open the package book without exception.

“Already all”.

“Bu” already

“Now I give you time to write in the notes starting from the understanding and example of global warming” tell me to take notes first before explaining.

“Good bu” answer them without anyone arguing.

While the students were making notes I was sitting in the teacher's chair watching them.

“Now mom is absent first ya”

“Ansarruzin”

“Hadir bu” Ansar replied pointing his index finger

“Rina Annisa” call me again after checking out the students present.

“Gak come ma'am, sick” replied Anita

I made an s sign for Rina Annisa “Reza Harahap”

“Hadir bu” sahut Reza brandishing her index finger.

After I finished calling the absences I walked around the classroom to make sure all the students and students were writing notes.

“Bu this one is written also” asked Desi who saw me walking beside her.

“Iya dear” I immediately answered it and showed you where to write.

“Thank you bu” again

“Iya” I proceed to another student.

It doesn't feel like two hours of lessons have finished the change bell reads.

“Well children until here first our learning today, if there is anything to ask please write first under the note that you have written earlier, next week after I explain you can ask him”

“Good bu”

“Assalamualaikum” I got into class.

No students answered him. I kept walking to the teacher's chair. While the students in the class were engrossed in their own business - each of them was chatting, jumping - jumping, running to and fro, and throwing - throwing paper.

“Already yes” I woke up from the seat “guru already in front, why you guys do not appreciate it”

All of the students sat quietly looking at my slightly angry face.

“Why are you so same teacher, you think that teacher is what” ask me again

No student would dare to answer

“You know the teacher at the school is the same as your mother at home, are you at home like this your mother”

“Gak bu” replied Rafi

“Starting today anyone who is not obedient and always makes a fuss in my class obliges you to go out of class and stand in the field”

“Don't bu” replied Ardi, Defan and Riki.

“Iya ma'am, just get them out. They always make a fuss mom not the same mother but the same all the teachers who enter this class, because - because they we all can not learn bu” Rani explain everything.

“Iya once again I am firm, anyone who does not want to learn please get out of this class, same other teachers you can make a fuss like this but the same I can not, understand you”

“Paham bu” reply all students.

“Now grab your printed books and written books”

“Good bu” answer they compact

“Now you open page 100, noted about the blood cell”

“Good bu” replied them without anyone arguing, they opened the package book and started writing notes without the slightest sound.

After ordering the students to write the notes I returned to the seat, calling absent.

"Devan"

"Bu" present"

"Ratna Goddess" I continued

"Bu" present"

"Indra praise"

"Bu" present"

"Rafi"

"Bu" present"

"Rina"

"Not come ma'am"

"Where is Rina" I asked about Rina's absence

"Don't know ma'am, no evidence"

"Knee"

"Bu" present"

     After I finished calling the absences I went around the class looking at the students who made notes.

"Why don't you write the notes" I asked Rafi

"My hand hurts mom"

"Why hands" asked me again

"Yesterday fell ma'am" Rafi showed a wound on her right arm,

"Yes you've sat neatly do not talk, later you ask yes note with other friends"

"Yes ma'am"

I continued my journey to see the other students.

   It didn't feel like two hours of lessons were over. The break bell rings. All the students and students were out of class to buy snacks. Same is the case with teachers - teachers who also leave the class - each back to the office.

  I'm back at the office.

"Hi bu Kanza" said Fizza Bu who was sitting down

"Hi also Fizza" said I, who put the book on the table and sat down with the other teachers.

"You guys are in Class VIII A"

"Yes there, it's a fuss that class" replied Juli

"Yes when we enter there is no one who cares about girls so boys are so" explained Bu Fizza who also became a teacher in class VIII A.

"Yes, I was the same but I warned, thank God in the end" I replied.

"Indeed, who always makes a fuss in the classroom let me call later" asked Susi, who is a BK teacher