Technology is Ruining Us

Our Destructive Technology-25

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One by one we stepped down from the angkot owned by Uncle Jago. Long enough we waited until it took a few dozen minutes and at that time the city girl named zaina seemed overwhelmed waiting.

I know the city girl must have never waited long like this even now the clock has shown a hit

nines. Since then the girl who was walking behind me never stopped telling us that it was too late to go to school.

"Is it still a long way to go?" ask Zaina.

"It's not too far away anymore" said Jono, whose sweat had poured down his forehead.

"You seem to be very tiring today," said Leha making Zaina just a small smile while wiping the sweat that also drenched her forehead.

"This is the first time I've walked so far like this."

"Well, what a pity," said Leha.

I just shook my head. Who can be pitied right now. We were? or that city girl named Zaina.

Until finally the place that we have been dreaming of has been seen from a distance. We were all flocking to sit on a bench under a tree where we were always putting our shoes on. Yes even though the forest has been converted into a paved road we still take off our shoes so as not to be quickly damaged by climbing the hills after descending from uncle Jago's angkot.

"That's our school!!!" yelling Jono then ran to make Samal skinny kerpleng follow chasing Jono's steps.

"Zaian, come with me!" take Leha who then grabs Zaina's wrist and takes her running.

Not to be missed I also came running while Mansur just stepped so casually behind.

We all fell silent with flat faces as we all confronted Zaina at our school. I could see that Zaina's face was so distrustful of our school's condition.

"Your schools?" his tanyanya made us nod straight away.

"Why? You think this is a goat cage, huh?" guess Jono then chuckled while we just stared at him sharply.

Yeah, he shouldn't have said that. No matter how bad the place was, it remained a place where we all demanded lessons and got a lot of knowledge from Fatimah's mother.

A building is not seen from its shape but from its function. Although the place is that bad, but we have a lot of knowledge that we get even more with Mansur who is very clever, he knows a lot of science even from the difference of monkeys and apes.

"Then why do we just stay here?" leha asked as we were all sitting on the school terrace.

"Until when are we gonna wait like this?"

"Until Fatimah's mother comes, it's also if Fatimah's mother comes."

"If there is none?"

"If there is none, yes go home" Samal replied casually.

"Means your sacrifice is just a waste of coming to school with energy, time and if for example it does not come you will all go home?"

"Yes right," I replied while Leha, Jono and Samal just nodded and what about Mansur? Since then the man in mature sao skin had only been silent.

From here I can see the look on Zaina's face that looks confused and at the same time surprised when some students arrive.

Zaina may be confused to see the appearance of new students who look irregular. There are those who wear school uniforms and some who do not, just use a black t-shirt and various other types of colors.

For us it is not a problem not to use the school uniform which is important one of the uniforms we use is the school uniform. For example, we use a white school uniform is okay if we use ordinary pants and vice versa if we use ordinary clothes must use school pants uniforms.

"If my school had probably been expelled from the classroom."

"What?" my many.

"They don't wear full school uniforms."

"really?"

"Yes, ah it seems that in the city it's too creepy," squirms Jono to his own horror as he touches his cheek.

For a long time we all waited until Zaina decided to get up from her seat and look at each side of the classroom.

He looked up at the ceiling of our school adorned with bird hangers made of folded paper. Walls, chairs that are just a few, whiteboards that look dirty, old cabinets that have a lot of broken glass, the bottom that is only based on the ground without a ceramic. He looked at her so sweetly.

He then stepped out of the classroom staring at some goats grazing in our school yard. He then looked up at the very old red and white flag so worn with so many tears there.

We all know what Zaina is thinking after seeing everything, I mean.

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