Smart Boy Child Maker Khamar

A Suspicious Day of Calm

Ali is in his class. He was the first student to arrive today. Ali asked Dad to be delivered early in the morning, before Dad delivered brother. After what happened yesterday, Ali didn't want to start today with an uproar. He wanted to feel his peace being an SD child. Even if later after many friends come, let this peace go slowly.

Ali forgot the last time she enjoyed a morning like this at school. Ali took a deep breath. The class window is still open. Sunlight shot past her, beautiful. Ali almost believed that nothing could make this morning's atmosphere more beautiful. But fate proved Ali wrong. Aira appeared at the classroom door.

Aira carried two bags at once, it seemed like fatigue. Ali is late to get up and help bring Aira's bag. Aira had already reached her desk, next to Ali. “Tumben you came early in the morning? Kak Raya is not a school?” ask Aira.

“School really, I just want to be escorted to school first. I don't want a lot of people anymore. It was enough of all the noise yesterday. I'm tired” sahut Ali sincere. Aira could understand the feelings of her friend. He just smiled in response.

“Why bring a bag so much” asked Ali.

“Disha's Book. I ‘kan be told the same responsibility Ustadzah Intan. Restore Disha's clothes in a clean state. I was so angry when I told you what happened. He told me to wash and iron Disha's own clothes” Aira's story. Ali immediately gasped, sitting upright facing Aira. “Not! Not about Handoko, it's just about me spilling drinks onto Disha” shirt continued Aira who can guess Ali's mind from his reaction earlier. “Haah.. kirain.” says Ali while leaning back on his chair.

“Yesterday I have very successfully brought home the uproar in the whole house. I told you everything that happened. Brother just laughed amusedly. He couldn't believe there was anyone like Handoko. Mom and Dad were laughing at first, but they ended up worried. What if Ali will be blamed for what happened to Handoko. Very khan Daddy with Mom. Ustadz Shawab and Ustadzah Intan alone are not so.”

“Eat him after all the chaos yesterday, I want to start today quietly. And it turns out that the atmosphere of our school is very good. Alahmdulillah yes! If you do not come early in the morning kayak gini, so forget to thank him. Comfortable atmosphere, quiet..”.

“Before all children come” cut Aira. Ali just laughed. Ali looked back at the window. The sunlight gets stronger into the window. The light circulates on the dust that is still floating. Aira also noticed. For a moment they were just

“Diem-dieman aja nie kayak marahan” a voice emerged from the classroom door. Ali and Aira immediately looked towards Zia who was sliding excitedly into her seat beside Ali. “Again sih” continued again. The sound of crunching chairs, Zia's bag thumping on the floor, had made Ali realize that, like not liking, today had to start.

Slowly the other classmates of Ali came one by one. Then came Handoko. Ali, Aira and Zia pretended not to notice. They avoid being seen by his friends staring at Handoko. But Handoko actually approached Ali, there was a big story that he thought should be conveyed to Ali immediately.

“Ali, uh. we still remain friends ‘kan” greet Handoko, it is very unusual to start a conversation like this. Ali only responded with a nod and a small smile. “True ‘kan! You are right not angry with me ‘kan” continued Handoko. Aira understood that Ali really did not want to linger in this atmosphere. “Ah, Handoko, tumben once you come this early. Mama you again at home ya” said Aira trying to melt the atmosphere, divert the conversation.

“No, I told you about yesterday, Mom went straight to Grandpa's house. But he had sent a message to Mang Usman, so as not to be late between me. Mang Usman said that if we leave thirty minutes later, we will be stuck in traffic. Guaranteed late. It's Usman's mang science from his ten years of experience as a driver. Mang Usman the.”

“But,Li.. You won't be angry with me khan”

“Iyaa.. already there go” concluded Ali.

“Well..if this is the case, I'm sure that we'll still be friends, I'll be good. So gini, Li.”

“Oh.. Hi Disha! Aira half-cried. It is a bit overwhelming to show hospitality. At first glance there was relief on Disha's face when she met Aira, like there was something important she wanted to convey. But his face immediately turned into disgust when he saw that there was a Handoko nearby. Disha is beautiful, but her magic is not just that. He seems to have special powers in boys. It was as if he could get a boy to do whatever he wanted, and sometimes without needing to say anything.

As at this moment for example, her look of disdain followed by flicking her hand as a gesture to move away, was enough to make Handoko return to her desk. Something that Zia had been working on earlier. After believing that Handoko was far enough away from him, Disha looked back at Aira. Aira swiftly thrust out the bag containing Disha's uniform. Washable and ironed uniform with his own hands. “This!”aira said while putting on the sweetest smile.

“Ah. yes, later only. Just take it to the BP” Room said Disha briefly. And when Disha wants to bring her important news to Aira, she realizes that Aira's face is already unfriendly. It was as if a sign of danger was already burning above his head.

So arrogant of this kid. It's just sweet tea. And I've washed and ironed neatly, she won't even take it! Think Aira. Does he not wear this uniform anymore? Would he donate his uniform? Bad thoughts were increasingly milling around in Aira's mind. Basic Arrogant! Mentang mentang son of a rich man mentang son of an artist, Aira said in his heart.

Disha undoes his intentions. He sat at his desk confused. Right now Aira is already angry with me, especially if I tell her what happened, it's getting worse, Disha thought. Zia was watching Disha closely from earlier. There is something different about Disha today. Not confident as usual. But Zia did not dare to interfere further in this feud of two girls.

Ustadzah Intan finally entered the class. The lesson begins immediately. Intan's ustadzah describes the body of a storyteller. The children were swept away in his words until they forgot what they wanted to do and say this morning.

During the break, Handoko once again approached Ali and Zia, she wanted to tell him something. Ali and Zia thought he just wanted to get along with them. Ali and Zia continue to try to avoid or ask Handoko away, through innuendo and even blatantly. Until the class starts again, Handoko has not managed to tell what is waiting for Ali when he returns home.

Several times Zia found Disha watching Aira while squeezing the end of her shirt. Queena and Syaqueela who several times tried to open talks with Disha only responded accordingly. Disha was not as enthusiastic as usual. Let it go, Zia thought. Disha with her own busy mind is still beautiful. And the silver lining, she was not aware that she was being looked at, Zia thought with a smile of her own.