Not Ready to Get Married (Bad Boy VS Good Girl)
Season 4 Part 3
I put Bobo to bed after he was full. My feet stepped towards the boarding door, opening the door slowly.
"What satan here? I'm poor, my blood's bitter bad, mending to the shop next door."
I saw a disheveled long-haired figure, all white in the face and wearing a long white negligee. It must be unmistakable this kuntilanak, ask me to ramble at the funeral. My voice is in the category of melodious for ghosts, jinn and other demons.
"Damn it?" The injection in front of me spoke. He didn't seem to accept it when I called him a demon. Maybe he is a genie or a ghost abal-abal who is not yet proficient.
"Eh how devil's voice rich mommy huh?" my word. That familiar voice often lectured me to pay for expenses. Could this be the spirit of a boarding mother who died curious because I was waiting to pay the cost.
"I am a mother" he replied.
"Not her kunt kos mom huh?" my many.
"No, Aara when did you pay the rent? you've waited twice" he said. It turned out to be a ghost still remember how many times I waited.
"It's not a ghost, it means the mother costs money yes," my inner self.
"Sama dong Bu, I also miss class twice. It's an impact, ma'am" I replied.
"Have a go, pay or are you out?" abugn.
"Patience Mom, by the way why call it a gini mall? mom no longer nemenin Mba kunti at the power pole, right?"
"I'm charging you right now because you've always been out of your nose lately." It's also true that I did go through a secret path so that the boarding house didn't meet me as long as I didn't have money and Bobo was with me. Repot asked this. I could have been told to go out.
"My nose is visible, ma'am, maybe I saw it wrong."
"I mean you're not nondescript."
"Maclum ma'am, no money yet. But calm down now Aara has money. Just a minute."
I took the money left in the envelope and gave it to the boarding house.
It's not good for me to put off debt if I already have money.
"Well that's dong, almost I want to kidutin you let out by itself eh you're not afraid."
"The matter of physics and chemistry exams is scarier than the demon ma'am" I said. The most ghost nakutin doang keeps on flashing. While the tests of physics and chemistry are not cross even told to repeat if my grade is still minus.
"So yeah, why don't ghosts all order physics and chemistry tests, it's definitely not cool anymore."
"Well that I know, please return to my final resting place."
"Dead dong?"
"Not but sleeping forever is good Mom."
"Taeh ...."
After I paid, mommy left too. I can sleep peacefully tonight. Cost rent's been paid, Bobo's milk and diapers are in. Stay tomorrow how do I get to school to bring Bobo. Hopefully I can stay in school even if I have to bring Bobo. There's no way I left it at the boarding house, Bobo's a baby. Later if thirsty, pup, and afraid of being alone how. I should be able to take Bobo safely and in control.
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That morning I was wearing my white gray uniform. The uniform that from me first class until now I still wear, the color is a little pale, the material began to thin. I don't have enough money to buy a new uniform let alone Bobo. The milk is more important than my uniform. May Allah grant me more fortune tomorrow.
I prepared all the Bobo's needs. From milk, baby bottles, diapers, baby clothes and milk that has been shaded. Repot, but now I'm a little momy. Bobo is my son, my responsibility is to take care of him.
A little story, I got a baby shirt from my boarding neighbor who moved in, he gave me a baby shirt for Bobo, thank God. Otherwise, I can't buy it.
Not to forget I also prepared my school books into a backpack. Pencils, pens, erasers, handlers, and not missing plastic to insert my stationery. For now it's just plastic where my stationery is. My pencil case is broken. At that time there was someone who gave me a pencil box only I gave it to SD children who sell crackers on the side of the road. He needs that pencil contact more than me.
I carried Bobo in my backpack in the back. And one more backpack up front for my books.
My feet started to step out of the room. Mornings like this my boarding neighbors also began to move. Kak Nirwana is one of my smartest neighbors. I usually ask him to teach me when I do PR. The people are nice and friendly. She's a college student, studying in this town. His residence is out of town. He also shared his cooking with me often. It was like having a sister.
"For Kak Nirwana" I said as I watched her lock the boarding door.
"For Aara, go to school" he said.
"Yes, brother, assalamu'alaikum" I said.
"Wa'alaikumsalam" he replied.
I went to Haji Teti's mother's house, she owns the chips I sell. The person is good even a little bit of caramel, understand the mother-emak era now.
"Dak baga Bu, Aara already already dear as well. Lagian Bobo anteng really," I said. For a few days, I did not bother to take care of Bobo most about my finances problems. I don't have enough money to buy her expensive milk formula and run out fast. But I'm not giving up.
"Yo wis, there are 50 chips. Cassava chips, taro, yam, potatoes, breadfruit are the same eel new variants" said Ibu Teti explained. Now there are many variants of chips tailored to the market and the enthusiasts. I have nothing to lose in selling these chips. I only helped sell and profit from the selling price of Ms. Teti.
"Beres ma'am, doain do it all, amen!" my word.
"Amin, let your fortune be smooth, sing real school, it's brain filled do not be emptied," said Teti's mother.
"Ha ha." I just smiled. Ms. Teti knew I had missed class twice, becoming the dumbest student in school. Subscriptions are called teachers. But after all, Ms. Teti was always nice to me. Although sometimes the chips did not sell, he still gave me money even though it was a little. He said it was alms. Honoring orphans is the priority of going to heaven.
I stepped between the noise of the vehicle that was running. On the side of the highway while offering me the chips I brought.
"Chips .. chips ... there are taro chips, yams, cassava, breadfruit, potatoes, eels .. endos .. endos ... buy one subscription every day, guaranteed crispy and tasty!" I shouted along the side of the road I was walking.
"Neng chips dong," call granny.
"Eh .. grandma. Healthy grandma? don't die just before Aara succeeds, granny loyal customers," I told the grandmother.
"Dead the heck eeengaaak but grandma teeth on ompooong," he said began to stammer.
"Wah retirement address buy chips, dong unfollow one deh," I said to grandma.
"Because grandmothers can still eat chips, dentures can pinjem neighbors," he said.
"Iiiiw ... former dong nek?" my spoken.
"There are sweet-sweet giiituu every make false teeth," said grandma.
I laughed out loud. Grandma's words made me have a stomachache. But this is what makes me excited about the day, one of them met grandma. He is 75 years old. But make no mistake, he is healthy and fit. I can still go jogging every morning. Just toothless these past few months.
As usual Grandma always bought, she bought 20 pises of my chips. Thank you for selling in the morning. Grandma used to buy chips to sell her son again to the office where he worked. Grandma said itung-it helped me. He's proud of me for staying in school and excited about the day even though my life isn't easy.
I kept going from one road to another. From one alley to another. While selling my chips.
Last place is my school, Kejora High School. In the past when I was about to register I desperately studied to pass the High School entrance selection. My head's been dizzy all night. When mom was around, she said Kejora High School, a good High School for me. That's why I'm trying to be accepted into Kejora High School. But actually I couldn't work on the psychotes, until I failed to pass the selection, because this is one of my mother's requests, I went to the principal's room. I begged to be accepted even though my brain was mediocre. He challenged me to make something that could be useful for school. If he could do that, he would have accepted me to school there. I was thinking hard, something useful for school. From noon until 7pm I went back to school. I did it for a few days and it lasted for a month. Until the headmaster finally clapped for me. That something is a plant. I planted mango trees, guava, star fruit, rambutan, oranges, papaya and bananas. In addition to the fruit is good to eat, the school that looks arid in my eyes so beautiful and shady when there are plants. Kak Nirwana said the tree is not only beautiful and shady. But its function in our lives is very important. Prevent erosion, save rainwater, produce oxygen, etc. I was finally accepted into the school, thank God.
I walk to my class. All the students are sending me to school for holding a baby. It's as if this stupid me is getting ugly. They say "it's stupid, it's a pervert brain, it's a pity to have a bastard". I'm not hurt, assume it's the wind then.
I went to class with the pedal. My best friends Ami and Dodo are already on my desk. Ami and Dodo are my best friends from SD. Our trio are hereditary bullied from SD to SMA. I was bullied for being stupid, Ami bullied for being fat and curly-haired. While Dodo bullied because his body thin scrapped and his skin black eternal. Friends always call us an absurd trio.
I sit on the bench. While putting a backpack containing books on the chair while a backpack containing babies on the table.
"That's funny, whose child?" ask Ami. He was anxious to see the plump, white and handsome Bobo. Her hair is also thick. Red lips. Not similar to me. Surely Ami must have thought that wasn't my son.
"My son" I replied slowly.
Ami held my forehead with her hands. He thinks I'm mentally ill.
"Your brain is still empty means it is still sane" Ami said.
"Try the snore check is hot?" ask Dodo to Ami.
Ami immediately held my hanky with her hand.
"Temperature -100°C, is it natural not to or have to be surprised?" ami said pretentiously.
"Shall I spray? mumpung had eaten jengkol" said Dodo. This one advice is usually the mainstay.
"Wait a minute, I'm still sane, look at my brain empty, try to get a math problem guaranteed to be dizzy" I cried. Evidently. Mathematics is too complicated for me. To spray his teacher mulu. Strange, even though I diligently calculate the profit of selling chips but calculate the big zero math test problem.
"Yes, yes, it means you are still in your normal state" said Ami. Stupid means normal is a parameter for me.
"When did you get pregnant? I was nongol a baby. Don't you marry an alien or a gendruwo?" ask Dodo. It could be that the marriage of fellow humans requires a pregnancy that ranges from 9 months. Maybe if the same alien or gendruwo more cepet.
"Maybe you're copy paste doang pregnant huh?" added Ami. It's more modern than the way he thinks. Why not, maybe I'm a bepe-beean times huh.
I laughed at the funny words of my two friends. They're just as ridiculous as me. The absurd trio. Just wanted to explain to my two best friends, suddenly the teacher BK came.
"How to get to BK's room!"
"Well sir," I said.
Ouch. What's up. I want to be diomelin. My hair stood up.
