Romisa Life

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Heavy rain flushed the city that had long been experiencing drought and gave rise to happy smiles on every watching face.

But there is one face that looks sad and sad as if going back to the time where he felt the sadness, the sadness that changed his life, he said, which makes him have to be strong and independent to live his life until he is able to become what he expects as he is today.

Romisa was standing next to a window that was almost the size of his height, with both hands folded in front, but his brown eyes were blank as if he was glaring into his past memories, there was a sense of sadness and pain behind his brown eye bead.

Flashback.

Remembering the incident where the mother died with blood spurted in the rush of rain, right in front of her eyes and at that time only cries were able to come out of her tiny lips and body, he was unable to do anything, could only cry and look at her, his tiny handcuffs trying to shake the body in front of him but not move at all, only the words help and mother who accompanied on the sidelines of his crying to make him fall and unconscious.

But when his eyes opened, it seemed that a woman of the same age as the mother was sitting next to him and smiling, something was wrong with that smile, a smile that was implied by sadness mixed with worry in it, for adults with one look at the face like that will certainly know what he is feeling.

"Bii, where's Mother? Last Mass saw the Mother of blood?" tanyanya in a little weeping interlude.

"Mother has rested quietly in heaven, strong Neng yes, Aunt will always be beside Neng," replied the woman, trying to hide her sadness.

"Heaven? Why is the Mass not invited by Mother Bi, said Mother heaven is a beautiful place," asked the little girl who was still innocent.

The woman simply remained silent without answering, and clasped the girl's tiny body into her arms and faintly heard a small cry. At the age of 5 years Romisa who can be said still do not understand the meaning of loss must be reported, that the people he loved very much also the occupants of life in this world is reported to have died, is reported to have died, however there was a pain in his heart that he did not understand yet, so it let out a twinkle in his brown eyes.

Flashback.

Krrieing.

The ringing of the house phone disperse the reverie of Mass to return to the real world.His head moved to turn to the origin of the sound, the, with a little laziness he walked over to the sound and lifted the phone handle to be attached to the earlobe.

"Assalamualaikum," the first sentence he said to greet people there.

"Walaikumsalam, how are you?" The male voice over there in an anxious tone.

"Alhamdulillah, Misa is good for Uncle, don't worry too much about Misa" he replied calmly.

"Alright, but remember if you need anything contact Uncle," with a little anxiety tucked in it.

"Yes Uncle. Assalamualaikum," Misa assented and ended her vocation.

"Getishalam."

The people closest to him are always worried about him, because only they know about his situation. Like the person he had considered like his own uncle, but he had no blood relation to him, at first the man was a secretary of the faith of the father, and the father was not, but since his father died, his father shifted the company to be managed by a man who now Misa has considered as his own uncle, because indeed the father was an only child and at that time he was still a child.

Once the father wanted to transfer all corporate responsibilities to the wife, but because the mother did not like the name of such a position, he said, the wife finally chose to take care of charitable foundations such as orphanages and nursing homes, which are now forwarded by the woman she calls aunt, who is indeed an assistant trust of her mother, who is her mother, at the same time the person who was mandated to guard it until now.

As the day was getting late in the darkness, Romisa walked into her room and laid her tiny body on a king-size large mattress, her hands reaching for the lamp on the nightstand beside the bed to turn it off, and not how long his eyes slowly closed tightly towards the dreamland.

*****

Dawn began to dawn and replace with the sun that began to illuminate the entire earth, thus showing all the activities of every living thing on this earth.

Romisa walked through the streets that were already crowded with people passing by, he walked down just focused on the footing of his feet anchored, he was walking down, and only occasionally did he raise his head to look left and right just to cross the big street.

His footsteps stopped in front of the gate of Pelita High School, and now he began to enter the school courtyard and towards the teacher's office.

Yes, Romisa is a teacher at Pelita High School, judging by her petite posture and with that cute-looking face, sometimes many people say he deserves to be his student on appeal to be a teacher, but even with his condition like that, do not think that he has a genius brain and is said to have IQ above the average of his peers.

He completed his education at a young age, at the age of 18 he had completed S1, and now he has served teaching at Pelita High School as an Indonesian language teacher for about 2 years.

Those who know Romisa, no one knows about the status of him who is a sole heir of the AG company which is arguably quite large in the city. In the community, she is known only as an orphan girl who lives in an orphanage that now lives alone.

"For Miss Misa" said Ms. Rina from the side, whose desk was close together.

"Morning" he answered kindly.

Ms. Rina, she is considered like her best friend in the school environment because only she can help her, if she has trouble in the school environment.

"Miss has breakfast? Here, I made breakfast provisions," said the male teacher Pak Dani, while putting the food box on the table.

"Already, thank you," he answered kindly.

"Hmm, if it's for a rest meal, eat yes," said Mr. Dani and smiled.

He simply replied with a nod of his head, Mr. Dani passed away and returned to his desk, those in the teacher's room already know with him who is irrit talk but even though like that he is known to remain friendly.

"Bu Rina, the provision is for my mother that I have breakfast at home," said Misa while offering the provisions that were loved by Mr. Dani to Ms. Rina.

"Hmm, thank you Miss Misa, but have you never wanted to try food from her who loves you?" asked Bu Rina while turning her body to face the person beside her.

"I've tried it before, ma'am," replied with a smile.

"Alright, I know you have always been like this," Ms. Rina accepted and opened the supply.

Mr. Dani who saw from a distance could only smile, he already knew that making food for Mass would definitely end up in the hands of others, but even so did not make him sad, or give up because it is his main purpose to give the provision to Mass, only to be able to see a friendly smile also in order to face the Mass closely.

Teng...

Bell's voice signifies that he will begin to enter the first lesson of school.

"Assalamualaikum, the morning of the children," said Misa in a sweet smile interspersed in front of the disciples.

"Mr Walaikumsalam, mornings also Master," replied his students.

Romisa smiling. Open the absent book and start passing one by one his students. Afterwards, he snatched up a package book.

"Well, as I promised you last week, today I'm going to have a quiz."

"What's Ma'am's quiz? Well I haven't learned the night yet" chirped one of his students complaining.

"No protest, I warned you last week."

"But buu-"

"There's no buts. It's pretty easy, so it can."

"So I think it's hard ma'am, it's hard to get your heart" he said with a flutter.

"Don't you have a handsome and kind Mr. Dani who can't stay, dapetin his heart," said his colleague.

"Huuuu..," the other students cheered.

Brakes.

The Mass broke the table until the disciples were silent for a moment. He exhaled slowly and smiled calmly.

"Mom give time to reread the lesson, the quiz will start in 10 minutes." Resolute Misa.

"Good ma'am."

His students started busy opening books and preparing stationery for quizzes.

*****

Bell's recess has rung, Misa's out of class and starting to walk her legs to the office.

"Mr Misa" call one of the disciples.

"Yes, what's wrong?" Misa turned to the person who called her and smiled.

Oh my God that smile is so sweet. Hendri muttered in his heart.

"Hmm, anu ma'am, Egi he has not been to school for 3 days" he said with a little stammering.

"Follow the mother to the office, we speak in the office only," answered the Mass calmly and began to walk.

The male disciple simply walked after him from behind, arriving at the table, Misa sat opposite who was only on the table as a barrier.

"Alright, say," said Misa asking what her disciple meant.

"This is Ma'am, Egi has been 3 days not in school and without information."

"Try on the phone with the family or concerned, and ask why not go to school?" ask Misa.

"How many times on the phone but never picked up Mom, and I have come to her house, said the maid at her house Egi always went to school," said the student in a serious tone.

"To a place he used to visit you ever tried to look for him?" ask Misa again.

"Udah also Ma'am, said people there Egi always there from morning until noon, and I could only visit the place at time after school Mom, where maybe I was also involved in truancy," the disciple answered with a gaze never to escape from Mass.

If he visits his house and visits his place after school, it means Egi comes home the night. Mumbles Mass in the heart, contemplates thinking.

"Alright, let's wait until tomorrow, if he still hasn't left for school, you visit his house in the morning, then I'll allow him to go to the absence section, but in just 1 lesson you gave me permission."

"Okay ma'am, then I'm sorry ma'am." The student hurried to stand up for excuse.

Misa nodded and smiled a little as a sign of reassurance.

"Why else Miss Misa?" ask Miss Rina.

"Entah Bu Rina, the ordinary Egi student in the classroom makes trouble again," answered the Mass at the end of a tired breath.

Rina grunting. "The boy was apparently," he said with a stern look. "Patience ma'am, have kayak students that must be legowo.hehe."

Misa just nodded her head slowly and smiled slightly.

"To the canteen yuk Bu Rina, the break time is still there right?" Invite Mass by looking at the clock attached to his wrist.

"Okayuk, I'm also a laperr," he replied and stood up.

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