Smart Boy Child Maker Khamar

I'm Not Stupid

“I'm not stupid ‘kok, Li” said Handoko shriveled from behind the toilet room. His voice vibrates. Perhaps while crying, Ali was not so sure either. “My mom always said no one is stupid, let alone born stupid. Each is born unique, so it needs a different way of learning. We just need to find a way to learn that best suits us” said Handoko again. This time his voice was flatter.

Ali was polite and listened. All parents would say that to their children, Ali thought. He could not imagine how his mother Handoko would feel if this incident became the talk of one school.

“Why can you trust so much Javin? Though not only this time you were bullied by Javin. Shouldn't you learn from experience?” ask Ali.

“Javin is cool, Li. Smart, got a lot of friends. Well, maybe in the matter of memorizing the Quran he is not much different from me. Still not as good as you and Zia. But for the others, it seemed like everything he wanted could happen. If he is funny, the friends around him laugh. Then when he spoke, his friend listened earnestly. Until finally when he asked for help, or even ruled, his friends also obeyed.”

It was clear to Ali. Handoko admires Javin. The reason why Handoko repeatedly colonized Javin because Handoko never dodged. He was always around Javin. Observing from afar, hoping to someday become one of Javin's friends. This would be very surprising for Ali if he did not see the person of Javin and his family at the weekend.

“I just want to show that I can also be like Javin” continued Handoko again. “Juggle the egg she is proud of in front of her friends. What he said he wants to show off again without needing your help, I also want to be able to. I want to prove to Javin that I can do it on my own. Or if later no one cares, at least I proved to myself that I can too.”

Ali just smiled a little. He just realized the meaning of the lesson he got last week. “You're wrong, Han. And honestly, I just understood this. I was wrong too. The reason I studied science, told how my father developed science, showed off science through magic shows, the biggest reason is to show off. Let everyone be stunned by me. True said Zia, I never thought about the impact that might come from the knowledge I showed, the story I showed.”

“Last week I listened to this advice. But only now can I understand it. If science is used to serve the faith, then Allaah will be glad and the knowledge will develop, useful for the benefit of the ummah. If science is used only to serve science itself, then science will not go anywhere. Just sit there with your own problems. And worst of all, when science is used to serve lust, like the mistakes we have made, it only brings destruction and misfortune.

I've ruined my good name and even my father for telling me the science of making wood gas to look cool. And you yourself become stuck like this also because you want to be as great as Javin, want to be recognized as his friend, by mastering egg magic.”

“It was actually simple magic. Everyone can learn it on the internet. But someone forced my father to perform the magic at his company's events. His purpose is indeed noble, serving the faith! So that his employees are aware of the accident in his factory is not because of magic, jinn or black magic as they think. It was pure ignorance of the workings that can be explained with science” continued Ali.

Ali laughed a little. He also just realized that last weekend his father was paid to be a magician. “That's the ironic one, Han. The wise man was Javin”'s father Ali said. And Handoko's response to his answer made Ali even more aghast.

“Tuh.. Kaan! Did I say. Javin is cool! And now I understand where he got all that cool stuff. It was revealed from his father. Right said Mother. A boy grows up just like his father. Like father like son's. My mother said I was also unique like my father” Handoko said happily. For a moment he forgot the problem.

Zia's back! With a bag of plastic in his hand. His breath was slightly breathless after running from the canteen. While walking closer to Ali removed the contents of plastic. Fried banana.

Ah. yes. fried banana! Why didn't you think about it before, Ali nodded. Ali only ever tried eating fried bananas once. The oil is too much to make Ali cough and asthma recur. Zia also ended up avoiding the canteen fried banana snacks because she usually went to the snack with Ali.

“Great You Zia! How to think” praise Ali.

“It is precisely you who are astonishing. Kok just found out if I'm great” replied Zia arrogant. “Not only the oil will make slippery, the banana is also” Zia continued.

“Han!” call Zia while tapping Handoko's toilet room. The lock of the room was opened, but Zia held it from the outside to keep it from opening too wide. Preventing Handoko from breaking out. If Handoko carried out her plan, then imagining it was already very disgusting for Zia. Especially if you have to see it directly. The plastic bag was thrust through the door and received by Handoko.

“What should I do with this fried banana?” ask Handoko plain.