
Thursday, September 28, at 9 a.m. After deciding not to go to school because you still feel dizzy, weak, and a little nauseous in the morning, now my condition has begun to improve.
At the moment, I can also read a book. Of course the book I am reading right now is not a textbook, but a fiction novel.
This is the first time I haven't been to school since Junior High. Although I am a child who is less socialized during Junior High, but I am a child who is very diligent in entering school. Even it seems, my attendance list must always be full from grade 7 to 9.
I was thinking, how about the class atmosphere when I didn't go well? Did they realize I wasn't leaving? Is there a difference in the atmosphere when I'm not leaving? Or is it the same? I don't know.
After feeling quite satisfied reading a novel book, I went down to the first floor to watch television. I think it's been a long time since I last watched tv. I guess it was when I was in 2nd or 3rd grade Junior High. Somehow since Junior High the shows on tv have changed drastically, unlike the show when I was SD first.
In SD time, there are still many events that I like such as cartoons, super heroes, adventurers, and others. Meanwhile, since I entered Junior High, these events slowly began to be replaced with events that I did not like like soap operas whose stories did not feel like for children my age. I also rarely watch tv.
When I was about to turn on the tv, there was a power outage all of a sudden. "Geez, how come I'm going to die when I want to watch tv?" as I thought.
I immediately remembered Murphy's Law. Murphy's law itself is a saying that says Anything that can go wrong Will go wrong (everything that can/potentially happen wrong/not right will happen that mistake). Whatever can go wrong, it will go wrong.
For example, like now, who suddenly went out of power when I wanted to use electricity to watch television. Another example is when we will use scissors, pens, or whatever it is, but in the meantime we can not find it. In fact, when we do not want to use it, the objects are very clearly visible and very easy to find.
Because of this power failure, I also undo my intention to watch tv. Then, I went back upstairs to sit on the balcony alone while sunbathing a little.
Arriving at the balcony of the 2nd floor, I immediately sat down on the chair that I usually sat in. The chair was made of woven rattan which was as old as this house. So, the chair looks worn and there are some parts that already look damaged.
I don't know why there's such a sudden power outage. Usually when there will be a blackout, there will definitely be a notification in advance. However, at the moment there seems to be no notice. Either there really is no notification, or am I the only one who does not hear it? I don't know.
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After sunbathing for about 15 minutes, I went back into the room. I immediately lay down my body and at the same time check the phone from this morning I did not check it.
When I just turned on my phone screen, it was stated that I received quite a lot of messages through WA. Before, I had never gotten this much message at an hour like this.
I slowly opened WA. After I saw, it turned out that most of the people who sent messages were my classmates. Especially the one at the sports festival yesterday one team with me on the futsal team. They asked me how I was doing and stuff. I then ransacked them one by one.
Actually, I really expected that one of the messages that came in was one of Cindy or Celine. I don't know why I suddenly thought like that.
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Currently, the time has entered at 11 noon. Soon is lunch time, so it looks like mom will be home soon and bring me some food.
Because it was still out of power, and there was nothing else I could do, I finally decided to make a poem. Poetry that I had somehow thought of writing.
...Homehouse...
The place where I was born
Crying, laughing, talking, walking, running, jumping, and all sorts of other amazing things
A place where I feel a lot of things
A place where I feel very loved
A place where I feel very alive
No matter how far I go, I will definitely go home one day
As long as I go, I will come home one day
From the first moment I could talk and walk on that happy day,
The thing I want to say the most is "Thank you, mom, I love you guys."
I know the poem's not as good as you'd expect, but it's okay. I was also practicing to make a good poem like Risal.
Shortly after, my mother came home. Actually, mom came home earlier than I imagined. She also brought a meal in her right hand.
Mom then told me to eat right away. This time, mom brought me satay Madura.
"Where's Lang? Already better?" ask the mother while wasting dishes and others.
"It's already Mom. I also no longer feel dizzy and nauseous. Just the limp that is not yet lost. Maybe after eating, the weakness will disappear as well" I replied.
"Oh so, thank goodness. Want to check with the doctor?" ask mom again.
"No, ma'am, it looks like tomorrow is all right, too" I replied.
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After lunch, I went straight back to my room to get some rest. Mom washes the dishes first before returning to the store.
Actually, I'd love to help mom wash the dishes. However, my mother told me to just rest so that I could recover quickly.
When I got to my room, I checked my phone. When I saw the notification, suddenly the heart seemed to stop for a while. From the notification, there are 3 incoming messages from 3 different senders. In the notification, the names of the three senders are Celine, Cindy, and Sofia. I did not expect that my momentary wish had been granted. Celine, Cindy and even Sofia sent me a message.
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