My promise to you Anindya

My promise to you Anindya
New Excule



The rays of the sun warm every human being exposed to it in the morning, giving vitamin D to humans.


'When ultraviolet light is filtered in the skin, it converts the cholesterol deposits in the skin into vitamin D.


Receiving exposure to sunlight for five minutes is the same as giving 400 vitamin D to your body.'


That's how I am today, basking in the warm sunlight that I somehow always imagine. How does the sun keep burning in space, where it came from, and why it can last for billions of years. The power of God creates something that cannot be fully digested by human reason.


While this self was relaxing to enjoy the warmth of God's creation while searching for the treasure that was in the cave of human breathing, some students came to me and surrounded me.


"Loh .. loh what is this, I will not love my treasure." I said to them.


"Anyone who wants to be with upil lu bambang! We're here to apologize to you, Gilang,"


"WHOM!!"


"Don't make it hard and I'm badrun too!"


"Hahaha, don't think about it anymore. I've forgiven you all, I know why you're doing that."


"WHY?!" ask them in shock.


"It's just ordinary dong, I know why you guys say that. Because you're afraid of those 4 seniors?"


"Kok .. You can tell." asked the chairman of the group.


"Know round in the fry impromptu." ledek me.


"ENYOYO-ENYO!" joking with some of them.


"Because I already know everything about the problems they do to the students here, if anyone dares to mess with them, it will be a hit. So selaw ae ye." I explained.


Hearing my explanation, they all simultaneously sighed.


"Wey ... Don't do it dong!"


"Well, why?"


"Because you guys are so, my breath became a manual bangke." I was annoyed.


'When you are comfortable in a situation, your breathing will feel automatic. But if anyone explains how to breathe or who breathes by making a sound in front of you, then somehow we become manually breathing. And that's annoying :v'


Everyone was confused at first, but a few seconds later I immediately realized what I was explaining. They laughed amusedly and some took a deep breath.


...


Kingg!!


Finally, the break hour arrived, as is usually the routine of a student carrying supplies from home, will eat together in class.


"Lang." ask me about it


"Huh? Ape?"


"Where did you learn silat?"


"But keniopoa?" I chewed while eating.


"Tow down woy! just talking."


"Chew, dong santuy. Why are you doing that?"


"Oh, I used to learn from Junior High. If you want to learn, then after finishing school, we practice in the field at 4 pm."


"Ha!! what really is?!" He was surprised to hear what I was saying.


"Iye, don't forget to come. Wear loose ye sports clothes, don't be tight. Keep bringing drinks with food." I said.


"Well, why bring food?"


"Silat science is not free, if you want free to learn only sono same sono son of Kindergarten."


"Iye iye, I brought her a poultice."


With a nod I answered her words. After I finished eating, I went straight to the cafeteria, bought my favorite snack.


Arriving at the cafeteria, everyone immediately greeted me and served me as a king. When I want to eat food, I will automatically be the front, and when looking for a seat as well, they will automatically give their seat.


When I was locked up I saw the 4 seniors eating meatballs, we looked at each other, but not like yesterday. Now they when I looked, directly lowered their heads. I threw a smile at them 4, to melt the atmosphere.


The mood started to change when it happened, everyone respected and disdained me. At school no longer dare to make trouble, because they do not want to deal with me.


...


That afternoon at 04:00, I was surprised to see that many people had gathered in the field.


'Why rame gini.' I thought full of confusion.


From a distance they looked at me with a smile.


"COME HERE!!" A voice I was very familiar with, a beautiful voice with gentle intonation full of spoiled.


"Well, Anin why are you here?" my many.


"Yes ..to encourage you, haha" he said spoiled with laughter.


Without orders from me, they all apparently made a line and spaced neatly. I speechless see those who somehow make the heart become very happy.


Apparently the news of this exercise was spread by my countrymen, all the way to the principal. Because in that field there was already the Headmaster and several other teachers.


"Say, you don't know, Father. If you want to make a silat exkul in this school." asked the Headmaster.


"At first I just join (no work) Sir, so I want to train my team. Eh apparently the others know as well." I replied.


"Because fans of this silat a lot, you will confirm the exculus of this silat. But you're in charge as well as the coach."


"Well .. what an honor for me, sir,"


Finally, the first day of the silat excrement began, all the participants were very enthusiastic to follow it. I give advice first to all participants, to promise not to use silat to oppress weaker people. Silat should only be used when pressed. Everyone agreed to it, since these participants were many, I asked Anin to be the secretary to record all of her.


I also stressed to them that this exercise is not free. They are required to pay RP training. 100,000,- every month, the money will be spent on rehearsals and shows and half on my salary. And they are obliged to buy special silat clothes.


On the first day I explained to them what tiger silat was, so they knew that Indonesian culture had an incredible appeal. The early history of silat, when it was founded and under whose auspices. So that they know, the country's own culture is cooler than foreign culture.


As the day progressed, participants continued to grow significantly. Initially only 40 participants, now 120 participants. Because I felt the intensity in teaching, I invited Irwan to help train.


When introducing him to them, that Irwan was also a college. Everyone was surprised, because they did not believe that Irwan could also be silat, because all this time they saw Irwan was just a mediocre student.


After finishing the first practice on the basis of the silat movement, I drove Anin home. On the way, we both told a casual story full of laughter. Arriving at Anin's house, I immediately went home to rest. Because all these bodies are sore.