THE MENTARY FOR THE ESTUARY

CHAPTER 27, STUDENT CULTURE WEEK

    [Good morning, it was told to fellow Pelita Bangsa High School teachers to come to school today, because at ten o'clock in the morning it will be held a meeting.] Greeeeggg... Riana's surprised. He auto rose from his fall. Now at half-eight, he should have read the message from six o'clock, and ten o'clock to the meeting. It's a bad day named! Where's the bike he's broken anyway, right. Hadeeeh! How's this? Where should he find a solution when the situation is super upset like this? Tell me the map, tell me the map... Uh, wrong, it's mah Dora. Yeah, don't digress. Mending, we just keep going about the story.

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“Riii, why the hell mornings?” milia protest who was busy with the pot and his friends in the kitchen, seemed to be cooking (yes yes dong, who said again nyiram plant also who?). Today he had a day shift, so he could cook to eat with the other hostesses. Good, saving on expansion.

“Sorry, Mil, but I'm in a hurry again..” said Riana while hastily wearing her shoes.

“Not breakfast first, Ri?” ask Milia again while turning off the stove.

“Ngak deh, Mil, I bulge because of it, after all it's been hours this way too. I say goodbye, yes, assalamu’alaikum.”.

“Waalaikum greetings, be careful, Ri...” says Milia. Riana simply nodded her head in flash, and she immediately flew towards the gate, riding on the brother ojol*eh, the ojol that had been ordered.

***

Riana ruffled her hair in frustration. It turns out that the bad news is not about him being late for meetings, but about the principal appointing him suddenly to become a coach for selected students at a student culture week festival. He was given a month's deadline. Crazy, what's he got to do?

***

“Mbok uwes tho Mbak Riri, can-can, sure me,” said one of the senior teachers who met him accidentally in the cafeteria. That's Mr. Chess, a senior art teacher, now holding a monologue and group theater.

“Aduh sir, I haven't had much experience. If training for events around the school like aja pension, I can, but this is a national scale e pak..” Riana sighed.

“Can mbak, I'm sure mbak can... Relax, there is me, there are others as well, we must help you.” said Mr. Chess while patting the familiar shoulder Riana.

“I'm not sure sir.” Riana said slowly.

“Lho, must be sure, mbak, inget, mbak it's an idol teacher here, children are always excited if taught the same mbak.”.

“Aduuuh, but still do not think the same I sir, I have to teach what, should make the concept of what offerings for children who want to join this cultural week... Anyway, I still don't think.” said Riana desperately.

“Yowes, Madam Riana, just eat first, later this we continue the discussion with other teachers as well, calm down, not alone... I live first, yes,” said Mr. Catur while once again patting Riana on the shoulder.

“Monggo, sir, thank you..” replied Riana politely as she stepped gontai towards the canteen, ordering a bowl of super spicy meatballs. He's under a lot of stress today.

***

[Student Culture Week?] one message came in, after Riana completed the concept she would use to train the children entrusted to her, there were Riza, Rachel, Saras and Andre. The plan, the four of them will be joined in a band.

[Yes, Bhi, are you coming too?] Riana immediately replied. Right, the message turned out to be from Abhi. Abhi is typing.

[Follow, this is training... The competition will be implemented offline again, the pandemic has subsided.] Riana surprised. His eyes seemed to want to be taken out of their sockets. What did he say? Off-line? Not online anymore?

[Heh, are you serious? Where will it be, Bhi?]

[North of Malang what Surabaya is, I do not know.].

[Aiiiiiiissshhh... What the fuck is this? I already know the late info, given the deadline to train for only a month, wadadaw!]

[I sent bands, short films, group theater, musical poetry, same monologue... You guys?]

[I sent bands, soloists, vocal groups, short films, the same musical poetry.] Abhi replied.

[That means that in the field of music is in all of you huh, Bhi?]

[No, there was going to be one, the violinist, but his son didn't want to come, wanted to focus on the exam. I understand, he's in third grade.].

[Oh, yes, here also want to bring a pianist, but the case is so, because it's third grade, he chose to focus on learning only. Yes, success yes, Bhi, I want to call my students first.] said Riana.

[Okay, Riana, success is also yours. See you, hopefully the Jakarta contingent will be dispatched together, so we can have one more plane wkwkwk.]

[Aamiin, congratulations on duty, Abhi. Yea.].

***

Room, again. Finally after a day he devoted time and attention (eh, that's the title of the song yes), but really. After this day he devoted his time, energy and attention, he was finally able to return home safely back to his boarding houses. This time he was escorted with Riza, because it was already late afternoon, his own Riza did not have the heart he said riana came home alone, while Riana did not bring her usual kayak vehicle.

Whafs-tok... That characteristic knocking sound; slow and regular, greeted Riana's ears, after she closed her eyes for a while. With a slow movement, the girl got up from the top of the bed, then opened the door.

“What's up, Cell?” tanyakanya.

“There is a food shipment, it was delivered equally ojol, he said the sender on behalf of Abhi, make mbak..” Selena said while carrying plastic containing the food box.

“Hah? Abhi?” Riana scratched her head.

“Iya... I think it's temen mbak who said at that time here deh...” said Selena.

“Yes whose name is Abhi, where else if not him? My friend is the only one whose name is Abhi ya... BTW, thank you, Cell. Have you eaten?” tanyaRiana opened her food box. And he was shocked beyond measure; when he found out the contents of this food box were two large burgers, two fries, and two colas.

“This Abhi intention is to give food what would make me add bulk anyway? Not crazy what does a double portion like this?” Riana wonder.

“Lho, maybe thought maybe not lunch, kali,” Selena replied while shrugging.

“Even the boy... Yes already, this, which one for you is just a cell, crazy basis.” rutuk Riana while handing a packet of burgers to Selena.

“This serious for me, mbak?” ask Selena girang.

“Yes, take it. Yes, when I eat both of them, ask for this rally, Narendra Abhimanyu emang, hadeeeh..” grumbled Riana.

“Yes already, please protest yes mbak, I did not go to the room first, continued the task..” Selena said while carrying the burger box with a very bright look.

“Yes, monggo Cells, learn the real thing... I did not protest first..” Riana said as she opened her food box, then began to enjoy. He happened to be a laper again. But it is not given two servings like this as well, basic Abhi, hih.

(BBC).