Ride in Bed
Goddess is Back
“For all,” greet Adrian once in front of the class. As always, Sociology lessons will begin the series of 12th grade IPS 3 lessons on Monday.
“Morning sir,” replied the compact disciples.
While walking towards his chair, Adrian smiled faintly when he saw that the Goddess was already among his disciples. The girl was excited to go back to school.
“Today, we will summarize all the lessons from semester one to two. Take out your notebook.”
As soon as the students took out their notebook. The book is rarely used to write material. Because they already have their own book. If there is additional material, both Cahya and Adrian always give it in paper form.
“Tili.”
“Iya, sir.”
“Ke front.”
The girl was silent for a moment, but soon woke up from her seat. He walked up to the teacher's desk with slow steps. The feeling began to feel bad to see the sheet of paper in Adrian's hand.
“This..note on the board.”
“Hah?”
“Need me repeat?”
“Ke.. why should it be noted, can it be photographed copy, sir?”
“Better to note. That way you can read and remember it. Let's take notes on the board.”
“Why me? Hardi aja.”
Hardi's hand immediately waved a sign of disapproval. There will be mass eye pain if the young man writes. His writing like chicken claws will definitely be difficult to read by his friends.
“You forgot you were still serving your sentence? Plus alpa five days and handkerchief, your punishment multiplies,” Adrian said slowly but stabbing.
In a fit of annoyance Dewi snatched the paper in Adrian's hand, then took the marker off the table. The girl began to pour the material on the white board. It is certain that he will write twice, on the board and also the book. Adrian just looked at the student from his seat while folding both hands on his chest.
The first day of school after the departure of the father passed by Dewi with a series of punishments given by Adrian. The man actually gave a welcoming party. After telling him to write on the board. After school he was also asked to come to the teacher's room.
“This.. check the results of your friends' answers, this is the answer sheet. Then enter all the scores into the file, Adrian” points to the screen of his laptop.
“Iya, sir. Here is my jacket back, thank you,” Dewi thrust paper bag in his hand.
“Have not been washed yet? Afraid your body odor is sticking in my jacket.”
For whatever reason, it feels like Dewi threw her master class with a table, chair or whatever is nearby. His words really made the tension rise and his head smoky. And more annoying, Adrian's face looks relaxed when saying it all.
“Can not be father...”.
“Can you directly do what I tell you?” Adrian immediately interrupted the words of the Goddess.
While stomping her feet in annoyance, Dewi snatched the paper from her friends' trial. He chose to sit a little away from Adrian and began to do his job. Adrian pulled up the chair and sat down there. A faint smile was imprinted on his face, seeing the girl angry and upset at him was better than seeing him grieve and cry.
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The atmosphere of the canteen was already crowded with the presence of the disciples who were about to fill his empty stomach. Goddess along with Roxas, Micky and Hardi take the table at the very end. Today Hardi kindly treated his three friends to celebrate the return of the Goddess to school.
Four bowls of chicken noodles and four glasses of juice are readily available on the table. Roxas who was already starving, immediately devoured chicken noodles that taste champion. Moreover, the price is still friendly with the student pocket.
“Oath yes, Mr. Rian ngeselin really. Just entered I have been given double work,” complained Dewi while eating his noodles.
“He misses the same time elo, Wi,” timpal Micky.
“What's the window?”
“Kangen saw you tormented hahaha.”.
Roxas' words were immediately greeted by Micky and Hardi's laughter. In a fit of annoyance, the Goddess shook Roxas' head with a spoon in her hand.
“Eh but yes, Wi. As long as you don't enter, the class feels empty tau ngga?” hardi.
“Dih lebay.”
“Truly empty, rich song Ari Lasso. Hampa ngga denger sound of bebel plus cempreng lo, hahahaha.”.
“Basic friend durhakim. Kaga there is delicious lo from earlier talking ama I.”
“Lah is reality. Plus Mr. Rian is also lacking in spirit, because people are always made objects of patients kaga in and out of hahaha.”
“Eh Mul, have never sprained a bottle of saos lo, yes,” Dewi stares angrily at Micky.
“Mul? Who's Mul?” micky asked confusedly.
“Ya. His name is Micky Mulyadi. So from now on I call Mul.”
“Weh base Tili..”
“Bomato, Mul.”
“Cieee the miss, the moody storm. The light is bright again otw KUA nih,” ledek Hardi.
“Najis!” replied Dewi and Micky simultaneously which made Hardi and Roxas chuckle. Secretly, Roxas watched his best friend. She was happy because the Goddess had returned as cheerful as before.
“Wi. Want to be taken ngga?” ask Hardi.
“Iya, I just heard from Miss Rina. But the choice is far from all, at Undip, UGM is the same as USU. Kaya noh. I feel sorry if I went to college outside West Java. I have no bokap.”
The face of the Goddess returned sad when calling the late father. The three of them also fell silent. Micky cleared his throat several times to drive away the silence and sadness between them.
“Kalo elo, Di?” ask Micky.
“Gue will take, baby. I was offered to UI, UGM with Unair.”
“Wah mantul tuh. Which one do you take?”
“Whichever one, please. Thank you at UI, so not too far from Bandung.”
“Elo Xas?” Micky looked at Roxas who had finished his chicken noodles.
“Gue choose UI,” Roxas replied casually.
“Stir style lo select UI. Brain in the standings down,” ledek Micky.
“Ck.. don't believe it? Without tests I would be a UI.” student
“Bogged,” ledek Micky.
“UI what was it? Kaya is not the University of Indonesia deh,” said Hardi suspicious.
“Emang. UI version I tuh Udar Ider looking for work, hahahaha.”
“Campret!”
Micky slapped the back of Roxas' head. He almost believed that his friend was about to apply to the best public university in Indonesia. Seeing how diligently he took additional lessons to Adrian, Micky almost believed.
“Lagian elo take it all. I know my brain is only this capacity. You can also pass High School. Could blow my head off in college.”
“Eh Xas. how if while waiting for you to get a job, you ngajar njai first in the mosque of my home complex. Coincidentally tomorrow a Fahri who used to go to Cairo for S2 lectures. Want ngga?” tawar Hardi's.
“Why not aja?”
“Ngeledek. Tau itself, I just finished iqro 6 kemaren.”
Their laughter sounded. Hardi does have a watered-down brain about lessons. But unfortunately, both parents forgot to teach him the science of religion. As a result, the young man had just learned to teach after befriending Roxas and Dewi. And all this time Roxas was the one who became his private tutor. Not fluent in English, but Roxas is good at teaching. And it was obtained from the upbringing of his mother and grandmother.
“Udah thank you, Rox. Good for buying enin medicine,” sahut Dewi.
“Bby deh. What time is it?”
“If TPA is late afternoon, exhausted ashar. Continue to continue abis maghrib because there are maghrib activities. Not every day too, lo gentian schedule the same kang Syarif his friend a Fahri.”
Roxas' smile was imprinted on his face. Even though he has not officially graduated from school, he has been able to get his first job. Especially later if he managed to graduate with good grades and can master English little by little, Adrian has promised to find a job for him.
“Eh This week we start band practice. Mr. Rian said, his friend's studio can already be made. Ready for Wi?” ask Roxas.
“In Shaa Allah. Have you been talking to Anto, Mufid and Deski?”
“Udah. We got four songs. Do you have an idea of what not to sing? We follow elo. Elo vocalisnya.”
“The song mending mix, so different from the core band,” sidelines Hardi.
“Mix how?” roxas asked confusedly.
“Genrenya. So you guys bring Indo pop song, dangdut reggea, Sunda sama west. How?”
“Wah boljug proposal lo,” Roxas flicking his finger sign agree.
“Hmm. I'll think of any song.”
“Create his list Wi. So later we can choose what to sing.”
“Sip.”
The goddess raised her thumb in agreement. Rejoining her friends and best friends and busying herself with school, studying and doing other things, made the girl gradually forget her sadness.
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The goddess came out of her room with a brochure in her hand. He approached Nenden who was sitting watching television while preparing materials for his trade tomorrow. It appears that the woman cut and wiped the banana leaves to wrap the bugis order.
“Bu.” The goddess sat beside Nenden.
“Hmm.”
“Had heard the story of Riska, it turns out that crime can happen anywhere and at any time. Riska was lucky to meet my father and survived. Dewi so thought, if the Goddess who became his victim, would there be anyone as good as the father who would help.”
Nenden stopped his work upon hearing the narration of the Goddess. The woman put down the knife in her hand, then looked at her daughter fixedly.
“Neng. Remember, the saying was prayer.”
“Not, mom. I mean Goddess not that. Precisely Goddess of mind to learn martial arts, in order to protect yourself. Rather than waiting for help, it would be better if we could protect ourselves. If Goddess can martial, Goddess can also protect mother.”
“Oh so. Mother agrees.”
Relieved feeling Nenden heard the explanation of the child. The woman resumed her pending work. While cutting and petting the banana leaves, the woman continued their conversation.
“The plan is you want to learn martial arts what?”
“Taekwondo, mom. I searched on gugel yesterday. Keep coming one-on-one, the wealth is the best and the location is also not far from here.”
The goddess showed him a brochure in her hand. Nenden stopped his work. His hand grabbed the brochure in the hand of the Goddess. DOJANG HERO, the name shown in the brochure.
“Here we can private course also ma'am. I want it to take private as well so it can be faster, hehehe.. Only cost a little expensive.”
“How much?”
“For the registration fee is the same uniform and the completeness is about five hundred thousand. Keep his monthly dues one hundred and fifty thousand.”
“Ngga anything, you come if you want.”
“Truly bu?” the eyes of the Goddess are shining.
“Iya. You left enough money for you. Plus the gift of Mr. Rusdi, enough for you college and martial arts.”
“Still, bu.”
The goddess hugged Nenden's body. Since talking to Adrian some time ago, she was encouraged to become a stronger and courageous woman like Mantili. And it will start by cultivating his body through martial arts. So that he can protect himself and those around him.
“When do you want to register?”
“Tomorrow, mom. Tomorrow there will be no additional lessons. Most diannter goddess Rox.”
“Ya. Tomorrow morning I'll get the money ready.”
“Still bu.”
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A kiss landed the Goddess on Nenden's cheek. Her heart was glad that her mother supported her wishes. He grabbed the remaining uncut banana leaves, then cut and wiped them. Nenden looked at Haru at the princess. The spirit of life began to radiate from him again.
Alhamdulillah kang, your son is now excited again. Thank you, Adrian. Thanks to you, the spirit of the Goddess returns.
“Wi.. tomorrow bring food for sir Adrian, yes.”
“Ngapain? Delight him in eating free mulu from mom.”
“Yes nothing at all. He is already good with you.”
“Good from Hongkong. Every day of her work give her a hearty punishment to Dewi.”
“Yes that's the way to be close to you continue,” Nenden giggled. But in his heart pray, may the child be given a good soul mate, mature and able to guide the Goddess, like Adrian.
“Iih.. There's a whim deket him, ma'am. As long as I know, sir Adrian tuh if by the way there is no delicacy. Make ear pain equal shortness of breath. Pity the same as his partner later."
“But usually such men are loyal loh,” seductive Nenden.
“Ck... faithful, every bend there means bu?”
“You are.”
Nenden rubbed the child's nose. Suddenly the woman remembered the rice sitting that had once been entrusted by her to Adrian.
“Eh Wi. at that time mom never titip nasi uduk for sir Adrian. Then why did Adrian say yellow rice. You tuker yes rations sir Adrian.”
“Ngga, bu.”
“There may be sir Adrian lying. I just said you.”
“Ngga ma'am, ngga Dewi eat, suer. Just Goddess love Aditya, oopss.”
The goddess closed her mouth after the sneer mentioned the name of the young man who had managed to inhabit her heart and mind since the first meeting. Nenden looked suspiciously at the child.
“Aditya who?”
“Friends, bu.”
“Friends but friendly means?”
“Ish. Friendly from where, the new Goddess met three times.”
“New three times met but have given you special food.”
“Yes because she is special, ma'am,” Dewi's brain glares at the thought of Adrian's handsome face getting sweeter when smiling and showing her dimples.
“Hmm.. son mother again in love apparently.”
“Fall in love from nowhere, mom ngaco aah.”
The goddess took one of the leaves she had cut, then wiped it. He tried to avoid the eyes of his mother. Shame also feels caught harboring feelings for the opposite sex.
“Sometimes bring Aditya here. I want acquaintance.”
“Iya, bu.”
Another in the mouth, another in the head. As soon as the brain of the Goddess worked, how could she be reunited with Aditya, because their encounter happened by chance and unintentionally. Even where the man lives he doesn't know. The Goddess is only able to pray to the Almighty to reunite him with the dream youth of his heart.
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Doanya Dewi guaranteed no ya🤔
