The First High School Love
Chapter 3 Surprise
December 2000
Matari wore her arrow gloves as Abdi approached. By then Archery excretions will start in a little while longer.
“Lo is busy, Ri? The excreta hasn't started yet, has it?” ask Abdi while watching Matari.
Matari smoothed her arrows quickly. Exculpressor, Pak Hadi already seemed to collect the participants in the distance.
“Elo no playing ball?” matari asked, without answering Abdi's previous question.
“Ask home number lo dong, Ri.” Abdi answered while taking his ballpoint pen from his master blue pants pocket.
“Hah? Make what? Tumbennn..” say Matari wonder.
“No, just want to ask about mading.” Said Abdi.
Matari frowned, then mentioned her home phone number quickly. “Udah yes, I exkul first.”
***
The next day Matari did not go to school. The night before she had a fever after the archery exculpation was over.
As usual, Eyang Putri scolded her but while having Mbok Kalis take care of her in earnest. Bring food, make porridge, massage and gently scrap it.
By noon, the Princess did not hear her voice. Matari knew, usually during the day in the third week, every month, the Princess went arisan. The ceremony is afternoon, but the Princess always helps anyone who gets a turn home used for arisan. Whether preparing cakes, making glasses containing tea, tidying and sweeping the house and so forth.
And that's when Auntie Dina walked into her room with Sandra. Matari remembers, it's Friday, Sandra's gone home early.
“Where, still hurts, son?” tanya Aunty Dina gently, approached the Mattress where Matari slept.
“Lumayan, Aunt.”
“Try Aunt check your temperature yes. If tomorrow we have a fever, we go to the doctor. Aunty who is a bit of a mess. Tomorrow is Saturday, Aunty is not working.” Said Aunt Dina.
Aunt Dina checks the temperature deftly. Things that have been used to do because all this time always take care of Om Budi who has suffered from diabetes for years. Om Budi himself still lying weakly in the main room.
“Still at number 39. You are not papa? What is feeling? What do you want to eat? Aunty and Sandra searchin.” Said Aunt Dina again.
Matari just smiled weakly. “Nevent want anything, Aunt. Later let Mbok Kalis aja inter.”
“Can't be so, woi. I looked forward to it, Ri. Precisely Papa can be signed to Mbok Kalis for a moment. Papa is better. At most another week Papa can enter work again yes, Ma?”
Aunt Dina just smiled. “No papa, Ri. Tomorrow morning if you still have a fever, Aunt Anter to the doctor. Later let Aunt who helped say the same Eyang.”
Matari just nodded.
After a short chat Aunt Dina came out of Matari's bedroom. She always comes at lunch to check on her husband. Then back to the office again.
Sandra then immediately fell asleep next to Matari while taking the magazine Aneka Yess! belongs to the Moon and reads it at a glance.
“Gue wonder the same Eyang yes, now he is very emotional huh? In the past, every time he only played here or lebaran kanya he rarely angry tuh. But since I lived with him. I just found out if his tone is high as well. Especially if you talk to Mom. So sadistic. Same with daughter-in-law. Very much me.” Sandra opened the conversation.
“Gue is normal to eat in front of the tv while his feet are up. Because at home Mama also did not say I ate in front of the rich tv that. Si Eyang is very angry, he said the girl should know manners. Anjiiirrrr, this is not me will be rich so if there are guests or outside the house.”
Matari chuckles. “Eatya, I have been all this time, just want to eat if only after night at home. In addition, at most sunday only I who follow the table manner. But this is a secret yes.”
“Which is why, Ri?”
“Ndon't know me either. Maybe since my arrival the Moon has become so rich. If it fits ebaran yes maybe he is because of seneng, his children at home. Everyone serves him. Maybe you are..”.
“Don't say it dong. No one wants you to go that spit.”
“Yaaa, same rich lo rasain first. I also feel that the first fitting Eyang Putri is very good. Moreover, there is still Eyeang Kakung. Inget no, he is a hobby of cooking Dutch cuisine, there was a time when there was still Eyeang Kakung often make poffertjes and kroket belanda, it feels really good! Now then? Boro-boro. Cook vegetables that are easy to grumble. Though Mbok Kalis a lot help tuh.”
“Bene! Really do. It's so different. I often have bad luck because the night stayed up watching Papa's ball, he was angry. Papa sampe snapped Eyang yesterday it.”
“Oya?”
“Daddy. He said gini: Mom, it's just so, the children's names are still unstable. We adults should guide slowly. Though Papa is still sick tuh, yelling his mother is rich so try?”
“Trus?”
“Which dares to Papa. But if Papa goes to sleep, get angry again. Elo sih exkul mulu.”
“Maclum is busy. That's if I'm busy because the school doesn't protest. That's why I often eat lunch at school. Males, if lunch at home likes to be diomelin, he said to eat the sound of stamp capping? Do girls eat when sitting? Hadehhhhh, setreesss me..”.
“Kabur lu yeee..?”
“Yes why don't you hang out, usually a REAL boy scout right you!”
“How can you, Papa is so rich. I'm aware of myself.”
“Eh, forgot. Yes anyway..”
“Ekskul you still archery?”
“Still. Actually, Eyang was a bit dislike. Somewhat yes, I said. Because Eyang Kakung used to be a hobby of archery as well, so he did not protest too much. Thankfully I did not play basketball. Definitely will be diomelin because it can make items, smell asem, remembrance and others.”
“Not that archery hot-hot too huh?”
“Again, in my school in indoor anyway. Because the field is often dipake basketball children and soccer children. Belom exkul paskib nyempil Exercise.”
“There is no cheese?”
“There. But usually the senior child is followed. I'm still a beginner. But cool to.”
“Yes, yes, yes. Don't care about me here.”
Matari smiles. Then closed his eyes. There's been a little bit of pleasure in her heart since Sandra's presence. Maybe because of his age, so he can connect with a variety of topics of children their age.
***
On Saturday morning, Matari was still feverish, although it had already dropped in the 38-degree range. For that, Matari still permits pain in her school. Aunt Dina drove herself to the doctor. The Princess participated.
By noon, Matari was already feeling much better and decided to sit in the backyard while watching the koi fish in the pond.
“Neng, are you okay?” ask Mbok Kalis while feeding Eyang's favorite koi fish.
“Lumayan, Mbok. Stay a little dizzy. It was in his sweat room that all came out. So find the wind here.”
“Yesterday afternoon, there was a boy wearing a Junior High uniform deh, Neng, passing in front of the house, kept the same Mbok, kan the Mbok again happened to be abis from the stall. It's actually Matari Ayulaksmi Soedjojo's house, isn't it?”
“Oh yes? Rich what's his son Mbok?”
“Lupa, Neng. Yes rich boys of the same age Neng aja, hahahah.”
Matari shook her head, between annoyance and amusement with Mbok Kalis' plain answer. “Trus not asked to enter?”
“Trus?”
“Udah, rich people are confused. Two real boys. Just the one on them.”
Matari was confused and had absolutely no thoughts of who came to ask her. Moreover, Mbok Kalis is not really poultice characteristics.
***
On Sunday afternoon, Matari asked her permission to use the phone to ask for PR for Monday, considering Friday and Saturday she did not attend school.
“Don't be long ya.” Said Princess Eyang.
“It's the, rich interlocal. Most fellow DKI.” Sandra from the front of the tv.
“Heiii, this applies to you as well. Everyone in this house. Anyway phone bill can not be above 100RIBU, point!” sahut Eyang Putri's.
“Yang, it is rich we - we call an hour is also still cheap. Our teams are all here. If you are, call Aunt Marini can only be an hour, Banjarmasin tuh. Not yet to Om Wiryo, sometimes call to HPnya.” Sandra again.
“You yes, answer continues. Hey, an hour is cheap too if it gets expensive. Can you make your own money? Bobok is still on ditemenin.” Said Eyang again.
“Enak aja, Sandra mah kalo at home sleep alone, Yang. Here doang aja together.” Sandra again.
“Already, SANDRA! ENOUGH'S ENOUGH! Too bad the Matari wants to call his friend PR so see you fight first.” Said Aunt Dina.
“You know, Din, your son. Must be the ugly nature of his mother huh? My son is all receding.”
“Eyang, already. It's been. Poor tuh si Matari, until diem bengong. Matari, here's the lock on the phone. Don't be long yes.” Said Aunt Dina.
In the 2000s, landlines could usually be locked or added to a full-length acrylic box with a padlock, so that the owner and family members can not freely press the number button to contact others and control home phone spending that can swell. Unlike today, almost everyone has a personal phone, which is a mobile phone.
“Halo? Lisa, sorry, tomorrow there is no PR?” matari asked when Lisa had picked up her phone.
Although Lisa is not smart in any subjects, her memory for assignments and PR is quite good. Just never could do it.
“IPS History, go to page 31, where the essay was done. Continue to Bahasa Indonesia at LKS (Student Working Sheet) from p 11 to 12. All.” Lisa Sahut.
“Bany very, Lis. You already?”
“Belom. Again make me. Just wait for the mood. How are you, okay? Tomorrow in?”
“InshaAllah enter, but kanya did not join the ceremony first.”
“Follow dong, I'd like to come by the moon. Pain. To UKS only yuk?”
“Gue got a doctor's letter. You can also visit Bu Jen, the keeper of UKS?”
“No way, he's fierce. Hmmm yes already, I sleep only if so.”
“PR lo?”
“Kerjain as much as possible. Tomorrow comes morning, want to cheat have Haidar.”
Haidar is the smartest and most diligent child in their class. Always come in the morning. And never stingy share PR answers.
“Gue is also deh.”
“Yeah, you were yesterday ranked 3. Still want nyontek?”
“I don't get stuck, Lis. Because of pain.”
“Gue keeps jamming, Ri, hehehe.”
“Matari, don't joke much! Tomorrow in class also meet.” Eyang's voice shocked Matari.
“Udah, already, close. Long story, Ri.” Said Lisa at last who seemed to hear Eyang Putri's insistence.
“Iya, yes, Lis. Thank you for the info.”
***
That Monday, although it was overcast and almost certainly going to rain, the ceremony went on. The UKS room is already full of sick children. Understandably, the flu season. So, Matari ended up just sitting in the long bench in front of her class. His face looked pale, every teacher who was traveling around to patrol whether there was a child who was secretly not participating in the ceremony, no need to ask why. In fact they offer to wait in the Scout room only there is a mattress. But Matari reluctantly, the Scout room is notoriously haunted and dark.
Jacket knitted. The air in Jakarta was so cold for him.
Half an hour passed. A boisterous sound in the distance meant the ceremony was over. Some kids started passing through it. Some asked his condition. Some sat next to him.
Until Lisa finally arrived.
“Aduh, yesterday you did not enter two days. Now replace Thea.”
“Again season, Lis.” Said Gilang, their vice-chairman of the class. “Today there are 3 children who did not enter. Thea, Rifki and Opan. All pain.”
“Lo still shoots that, sure you want to continue until noon?” ask Lisa to Matari.
“Gue if at home is sicker. Eyang grumpy. Can't heal me.” Matari was greeted by Lisa's laughter.
Abdi suddenly came closer. Hand over the small milk box to Matari.
“Nih, make lo.” Said Abdi while handing over the milk.
“Ciyeee, Abdi..” The word Gilang followed by several other children.
“Not, not from me. Swear!”
Matari looked confused while receiving the milk. “Oke, thank you. But from whom, Di?”
“Oath! I wasn't. You guys are doing it anyway.”
“Heiiiii, right elo also yesterday Saturday nanyain Matari has entered yet?” sahut Gilang while smiling ignorantly.
“But it's not me. I just help people.” Sut Abdi turned to his class.
“Eits, wait a minute, hotshot. Tell dong, who gives?” lisa asked while trying to block Abdi.
“Not able now. Later if it is time I tell you, promise!” said Abdi as he passed quickly.
Lisa sat next to the confused-looking Matari. “Wah, I am the hero in the magazine Girl, elo first there is a secret devotee.”
Matari looked at Lisa in confusion. “Hahaha, who is it, Lis?”
***
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