My dear Siomay

Back to school

Last night I couldn't sleep, wanted to sleep but when it was closed I was conscious. This curiosity is too great, thus defeating my drowsiness.

Finally the voice of Adzan echoed. Even if you have not slept, you still have to wake up for dawn prayers. I'll go to the bathroom immediately. In this house there are many bathrooms so do not queue.

As usual, I'm still excited about my new job, remembering last night's events I sweep and mop the whole room. Suddenly someone called

"Isna, Isna!!!",

"What's Mba Wulan?", I likened Mba Wulan's voice to last night's, apparently not.

"There's someone calling, just ask you"

"Male or female?"

"woman, come here! "

I immediately approached and I took the phone from Mba Wulan's hand.

"Hallo! "

"Isna, this is Auntie, how are you? healthy? feel like you don't live there? have you eaten yet? "

"Auntie, Isna so dizzy to answer him, the question is too much, Isna is healthy, at home living here, the person is good, Isna has eaten from morning"

"Alhamdulillah, Auntie misses you"

"Isna is also kangen, how is sister at home? healthy Bi? "

"Alhamdulillah, healthy, oh, yes Auntie to forget to say something to you"

"What's wrong, Bi? ",I'm curious.

"Yesterday Sofia came here, she said you were asked to come to school, Auntie was very happy to hear this, there is something the principal wanted to say, maybe you were told to go back to school, hopefully, Bibi hopes so, tomorrow you go to school permission first with your boss"

"But Bi.... "

"Ih, rarely does a school that cares about its students, until asked to go to school"

"But it's not necessarily the school's order"

"anything tomorrow you ask permission...who is his name?"

"Mas Zein, uh, Mr. Zein", it feels bad calling it.

"Yes, it's that handsome Mr. Zein"

"Yes later Isna try to give permission to the Lord".

"Good, it must be so, you also have to think about your education, do not regret it later, Auntie wants to go home first, because she called from the pay phone"

"Yes", I answered briefly.

"Assalamu'alaikum! "Auntie ended the conversation.

"Wa'alaikum salam", I keep the phone in its place.

I asked, why did Mr. Yadi want to talk to me, I do not have delinquents at school, because I can help from school, so free.Continue want what?.

Today Mas Zein came home early, soon I met him for permission. Anywhere permitting. Finally after a long time not going to school, I will set foot there again, a place that scares me, because of the bully that I got from the gang members YoVi an the Nu No. If I go back there what about my debt?I was actually lazy to go to school because there I was only one eye, the people close to me were only Sofia and Aki Somad. There was a longing to meet them, but my fear was greater so I was willing not to go to school.

Don't forget to thank my Master, Mas Zein.

Morning at 8 ....

Time to go to school. I deliberately did not wear a uniform, because I was embarrassed for a long time did not go to school, after all I would not be asked to go to school again, I could have been crossed off the list of students. Don't forget to wear a mask, so no one will recognize. I say goodbye to the others, but not to Mas Zein. He left early in the morning.

I'm going to school. All are still the same, not much changed, only the park that was once less maintained is now becoming cleaner and more beautiful. I spread my eyes all over. I remember, I used to be very happy to be able to continue school, especially when I knew I could attend here. This is my city's favorite high school. Everyone knows, but because of that, I'm less than welcome. They say I'm a poor man who can't be in a place like this. At first I could deal with it, but after my father and mother died, my guts started to whistle. I began to be a coward who did not dare to fight people who bully. I was so scared. Even now, that fear is still so strong. But try to control it, fortunately I wear a mask so not many people know who I am.

I rushed to the office towards the teacher's room and the principal's office. On the way I met a teacher who I missed so much, an economics and accounting teacher. Besides because I like the teacher, but also because the lesson is a lesson that I like.

"Who is this?"

I open my mask immediately.

"I, Mom"

"Mom forgot, who did? ",definitely forget, because I'm not an outstanding student and less prominent in school.

"I'm Isna", even though she doesn't remember anything.

"Oh, Isna khoirunnisa yes, who likes to help mom bring package books to class right?! "

"Yes, Mom", I'm glad that Miss Nina finally remembered me.

"Where have you been, I've asked your classmates, but they don't know"

"Isna wanted to take a break after her father and mother died, uh, he. he. ", I had a little laugh.

"Oh, yes, your parents.", Bu nina with a sad face hugged me,

After we reminisced, I retreated to go to the principal's office.

"Tok tok! Assalamu'alaikum!! ",i knock on the door and don't forget the greeting. I repeated it a second time, but there was no answer. I asked the teacher who passed by.

"Sir, is there a Pak? ",i'm starting a question.

"Oh, now it's not Mr. Yadi, there's a new principal"

"Who's the replacement, sir? "

Just now the teacher was about to answer, he had already been summoned by someone

"Sir, come here! "

"I'm sorry I have to go to the teacher's room first, if you want to see the principal, you can wait inside", the teacher immediately passed.

"Good, Sir! ",i nodded.

Since I was welcome to wait inside, I entered the principal's room. I sat on the sofa that was available in the room.

After a long wait, there were footsteps leading to this room. Someone's coming in. When I saw it was Mas Zein.

"Master, how come you're here? "

"Don't call me sir if we're both together, just call me Mas Zein", he's sitting on the couch.

"Mas Zein wants another school? "my blank brain accidentally asked a strange thing.

"ha. ha.. what my face is that young, still fit if you're a high school boy"

I didn't answer, only an annoyed face that I hid in silence, but Mas Zein knew that.

"Yes, just angry"

Suddenly someone knocked on the door and entered after being sent off.

"Sir Zein, there are parents of students who want to meet the principal"

"Oh, yes, please be asked to wait a minute, I have a guest first"

"Good, Sir! "

My mind can't stop asking. Too many questions without answers, which can only be asked directly to the person.

"Is Mas Zein the new principal? "