
Miss Dina was late today .the tea I prepared had become cold I sat in the study room and looked out the window ... I sighed slowly among the cold already hanging, I was bored .
A speck of white color moving - motion in the distance .. that's Miss Dina .. she walked through the heavy rain . I jumped up and walked through the hallway and grandpa's bedroom . quiet .. Grandpa didn't like the commotion, and I didn't want to find trouble with grandpa . I don't know why my feet automatically tiptoed when passing through his room
The knock on the door sounded. I opened the main door with a heart
"ah .. freya good afternoon. sorry I was late . raining . so fast out there "
" its ok Miss Dina, but, your clothes are all wet"
Miss Dina flicked the umbrella she had folded and cleaned the raindrops between her dangling skirts .she then entered the house
"Sorry Freya .. so wet all right"
"Would I borrow my shirt, Miss Dina? it's not good to learn it's wet like this"
"Thank you but no. Maybe I just borrow a clean towel"
I ran towards the ironing room usually aunt Anna put some clean towels over clothes in the back .Miss Dina was still waiting for me at the front door.she hesitated to step inside in a wet shirt.
Miss Dina is my tutor . I'm Home Schooling . Grandfather forbade me to go to public school, he forbade me to hang out with other village children .. he said that anak2 did not deserve to be my friend. They do not have manners and their clothes are dirty ... said grandfather because we are among the nobility despite living in the village . we are different from them .
Actually I'm so lonely . no kids want to play with me. Sometimes I sneak into the kitchen there more people than just Anna's aunt. the mothers from the lower villages came to cook food for the plantation workers.although they looked at me with an unfriendly gaze, I was happy to see them working . or sometimes if Grandpa was going to town I could sneak further into the tobacco garden or into the rice field below. If I'd heard Anna's aunt's voice screaming for me, that's when I decided I'd go home .
Aunt Anna was a special parent replacing my mother .my parents died long ago when I was four years old .they died in a car accident with my youngest sister Roland .
"Freya .. freya .. again? "miss Dina's voice surprised me
"Sorry Miss Dina. I don't know the formula for this one "
"What's your mind freya ? I've already explained this 3x"
I can only grin "sorry Miss Dina. "I said with a regretful expression.
" Are you thinking about your birthday?"
I even forgot my birthday. Suddenly I felt cheerful . it meant that school holidays were approaching and Athur was going home with his three best friends.
"Eh er .. that's Miss Dina" I replied of origin
"That's the end of this month freya . now focus on your lesson or I'll be fired as your tutor by Mr. Brawijaya"
uhh .. Grandpa .. Miss Dina is the most delicious teacher I have . Others are fierce, indifferent and often give me punishment . What kind of teacher does not even understand the feelings of his students
"well Miss Dina I'll concentrate this time"
"okay Freya we start the lesson again"
The lesson ended 3 hours later .4 pm and another teacher will come to teach me another lesson until 6. after that I can lock myself in the room and be free to do something I like. I used to read some cool novels that Grandpa or Arthur sometimes brought back to the estate when the holiday season came.