Rismawanda Violin

Seventeen

"Okay kids, I have a good news for all of you. It's an art day that won't be long. Then our school gets a ballot, to send a representative to compete with some other high school."

"That color, I ask all of you to be ready to be sent to another school. Who has received the honor of representing the school in some matches, please do not give a rejection, if it has been chosen. Understand kids!"

The lengthy announcement ended with an election by an art teacher who was notoriously fierce while teaching.

Pak Tirta is the most fierce and feared teacher in Risma school. Where, what he says, must be accepted by others.

"Sir Tirta, may I recommend someone to play music later?" yudha said as he raised his hand.

All eyes were on Yudha who spoke suddenly without first pardon.

"By Yudha, please!" the Pact of Tirta said kindly and did not show the slightest war on Yudha.

This made all students distrustful of what Pak Tirta said. Usually, the most fierce teacher will be angry and punish students who dare to talk while he is talking.

"Sir, I recommend a student named Risma to play a musical instrument at the race later," Yudha said casually and loudly.

All the students who heard the name Risma called by Yudha, turned to see where the girl named Risma was.

If one could recommend Risma, that meant, this girl named Risma was extremely proficient and undoubtedly her prowess. Moreover, the person he was aiming for was the fierce Tirta pact.

"Well, where's that Risma. You want to see his face," said Mr. Tirta relaxed.

Risma who listened to her name called, felt a little trembling. But he has to show himself to the Tirta pact and everyone. If not, what punishment he received from the fierce Tirta pact.

"Sa .. I am Ris ... Risma sir."

"Oh, Risma turns out. Can go forward and wait for you to choose another," said Pak Tirta kindly.

Risma also could not resist. Because the impossible thing he did if the Tirta pact asked him was to refuse the request of the Tirta pact intentionally or not. Either directly, or indirectly.

Five children were selected to participate in the race. But this is still in the selection stage which means it can change.

They were asked by Mr. Tirta, to join the music room. Where, Pak Tirta's office and music room are one place in the same.

"Risma, what musical instruments can you play?"

"I ... ma .. play violin sir," said Risma very excited.

"Don't be afraid Risma, I don't eat people. Let's play the violin!"

Risma was initially inexhaustible with what happened. Yudha may even recommend himself to be included in the race.

And again, just pak Tirta said that he did not eat people. All this time, Risma did not know that the fierce art teacher could be a little joked around.

"Risma, let's start playing the violin," said Pak Tirta softly.

"Yes, yes sir," said Risma shocked and immediately did what Pak Tirta ordered.

Risma started her violin as she always played. Risma took a deep breath before she swiped this violin. He also closed his eyes tightly.

A very touching violin, very clear sounding filled the music room. In fact, the tone of Risma violin, also sounded out.

The four children were holding their musical instruments. Forced to stop their play, listening to the violin that so touched the heart.

Five minutes later, Risma played the violin. Not much time did he use to make the whole school feel the sadness he felt.