Second Pinang

Fighting in the Sky

"Ta, help you pick up Salwa. He still does not want to be picked up by Mr. Kus. I don't know why, I haven't asked." Dani tidied up the duk that was wrapped around the neck.

Sita remembered her schedule today. He could not pick up Salwa, as there was a zoom meeting with the guardian lecturer. Discussing graduation plans.

"Yes, tell Rida to get Salwa. Mas rush. Let mamah rest, maybe tired until his head is dizzy so. Take good care of the house! Assalamu'alaikum" said Dani.

"Wa'alaikum salam warahmatullah," replied Sita.

Dani sent Mr. Kus to get the rice box at Disa's house. Give messages to share with people in need. The rest were taken to a mosque near the compound.

Dani went straight to the office. Preparing all the necessities for the jamboree. Not long after the chief came. They immediately went to Semarang.

The chief apologized to Dani for changing the schedule. That is because the number one person in Indonesia will attend and open the event. Before that, they are required to follow a dirty gladi as well as a clean gladi.

"The news on television is terrible now, Mas Dani. I was afraid," said Mr. Win as head of the service.

"What's the news, sir?" ask Dani.

"This, about pedophiles. We can't tell if it's a normal person or a predator. It's scary that it happens all around us."

"Yes, Sir. Yes .., we must equip ourselves and our families with faith. Giving an early lesson on the importance of recognizing the body. Where are the SD kids now, right, sir?"

"Yes, right. They're after a kid who can still be deceived. May our families be in His protection, Matt."

"Aamiin ...," replied Dani.

Suddenly he remembered about his youngest daughter. His gloomy attitude, did not want to be picked up by Mr. Kus, and did not want to honestly tell a story to make Dani associate something. His mind was piqued with stories about pedophiles. But, is it possible that Mr Kus is the one?

Pak Kus's time is that? Dani's mind immediately brushed it off.

***

Cannot participate in the jamboree. His responsibility as a companion teacher was left to the others. That is because of the limitations of movement experienced by Disa. His feet that were still wrapped in bandages became the main reason.

He teaches on schedule. Some of the teachers asked him when he was in the teacher's room. Someone gave an envelope to Disa because they had not had time to visit.

"Just you get in, we'll split up again. Syedih ...," said Rifana while hugging Disa.

"D-hi-hi. Sorry I can't help. Failed to make a story both of us," replied Disa.

Adi sir came closer. Just like the other teachers, he also asked Disa news.

"Alhamdulillah, it's been much better. Adi sir, take Rifana? Please take care of him from the men who are there! Hi-hi-hi." Can giggled himself saying the message.

Rifana's face immediately warmed. A pink hue began to run down her cheeks. I'd love to pinch Disa. Intentionally his best friend was teasing him in front of Mr. Adi.

"Mother Rifana will take care of herself, you'll be the one to look after!" sahut Pak Adi's.

Rifana's heart became disappointed. Mr. Adi's words sounded sharp. He immediately said goodbye to Disa, away from the two people. It is sad indeed, if love only claps one hand.

Disa was also pleased with Mr. Adi. He wanted to avoid the man. Intending to pursue where Rifana went. Want to calm and encourage her best friend.

"Riff!" call Disa.

The rifana stopped and turned around. "What else, Disa? Less you humiliating me in front of him? Ha?"

Not until Rifana answered the apology. Pak Adi called the name Disa. Making Rifana roll her eyeballs. It's too bad there's going to be drama again.

Rifana chose to go waltzing with a feeling of annoyance. He was not feeling good to her.

"What's up, sir?" ask Disa.

Pak Adi gave an ice boba to Disa. "I bought two, one for you" said Mr. Adi.

He smiled, "Thank you, but I don't like it. Give it to Rifana, she likes boba. And ..., please stay away from me. There's a heart you have to answer even if he doesn't admit it. You understand what I mean, Mr Adi?"

"Why should I stay away from you?" ask Mr. Adi.

"There are two reasons. First of all, I don't want my friendship and Rifana to be ruined because of a man. Second, I already have a heart. Excuse me, Assalamu'alaikum." Can walk with a limp.

Sixth graders are prepared in the field. They are neat in line. Carrying each other's luggage. The headmaster gave a little message to his students.

They are required to comply with the rules applied by the jamboree committee. Must obey the orders of the companion teacher. Take care of yourself and your friends.

Once all is ready they board a truck that will take them to the national jamboree spot. Rifana and Bu Ratna were sitting next to the driver. More silence because Ms. Ratna is engrossed in herself with her salary.

They stopped across from the Demak County education and culture office. Still waiting for the other group. Mr. Adi approached Rifana. He asked her to talk to him at the restaurant.

Adi tells Rifana to forget about it. Because his heart is not for that woman. The woman insisted on waiting until the heart was ready to receive it.

"My advice, don't waste your time waiting for me. Because I'm sure, there's a lot better than me." Adi looked into Rifana's eyes and meant it when he said it.

"Continue?" ask Rifana.

"I will pray with Allah that you may be given the best of friends."

"Hmm ..., okay! Then I will also pray, if my best mate is you."

Adi sighed in annoyance, "Please don't block my prayers with your pleas."

"Let my prayers and your wishes fight in the sky. And leave it to God, who is the winner."

Rifana pays for the iced tea he drinks. Go leave Adi. Her tears almost spilled upon hearing the man's request. Is it wrong for him to fall for that man? Is he sinful?

Adi let the woman. The tightness in his chest gushed. A servant came and gave Adi advice.

"At least appreciate him who waits for you every day. Because if you disappear for a second, worry will surround his world. Don't be too stiff with your feelings and heart. Both can soften with time."

Meanwhile at school, the bell rang. All students are happy to hear it. The school hours have arrived. One by one the students were picked up by their parents or guardians.

Some are picked up by drivers, some are picked up by relatives, or even their own parents. Salwa is like the day before. He was daydreaming. I don't know what to think.

There was a young man who picked up Salwa. He claimed to be om.

"Salwa's sister, it's been picked up!" yelled Disa using a loudspeaker.

Salwa, head for the gate. When he found out who picked him up, he immediately took cover behind Disa's body.