The Strange School
Bereft
On a hot day, the sun emits a very hot temperature from the usual day with confidence. No matter which humans are being exposed to the light is throwing complaints and swearing for him. But he still shines on the world with his own light, without thinking of the ravings of men.
At that time, school hours were still going on. A girl carrying a novel was sitting on a bench under a flat tree accompanied by some snack wrappers and a glass of translucent plastic ice cup.
The girl sat down by herself, her eyes moving following the sentence that formed the paragraphs in the book she was holding.
Tet..tet...
Until the sound of the bell that he hated so much finally voiced his voice, the girl with a heavy heart moved from the wooden bench.
"Ck!" He squeaks in annoyance.
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The sun that had shone was now no longer stinging the skin. Hence, the entire class cheered in excitement. Because now it is time to stay at home. Not to be left with that flat tree bench girl. He happily greeted the sound of the bell home and displayed lined teeth.
"Aira, it'll be a group job, right?" asked one of his friends, patting the girl on the shoulder.
"So dong, out of maghrib, right?" said the girl.
"Thanos' house is right" said his friend again.
"Ready!"
With her two-wheeler, the girl came home cheerfully. The girl enjoyed the ride accompanied by music that flowed through the earphones she wore, and pedaled her bicycle casually.
"Woaaahhhhhh.. The sunset is good!" he murmured, stopping the paddling.
Czechoslovakia!
The girl photographed the atmosphere of the sky which began the afternoon.
Arriving at an alley that could be said to be narrow, the girl began to slow down the speed of her bike. He was amazed why there were so many people gathered in his house.
The people who were crowding his house were aware of the presence of the house owner girl.
"Sir, who is patient. Your mother is gone, your mother is dead" said a middle-aged mother, a neighbor of the girl.
The girl was speechless. His body immediately limp, tremble, his face pale, cold sweat splashed, his eyes began to glaze over.
Sure enough, someone was lying lifeless on a long wooden chair and covered in cloth. His relatives who were beside him were not able to stem the crying.
"Budhe, it's not mom, is it? That's not mom, is it? It's a lie, isn't it?" The girl began to shed tears in front of her bud.
"Aira, who is patient. Your mother's gone" budhe the girl, Aira her name stroked Aira's shoulders gently.
Aira was crying in front of her body. How not, Aira had only been living with her loving mother during her life. While his father does not know where his existence after divorce with his mother for approximately 8 years. Now, Aira was enveloped in black clouds. Aira cried sobbing no matter the neighbors who came to torment.
"Yumuuuuuu!!!! Why are you staying with me mom!! Wake mom!!!! Wake up!! Didn't you want to promise mom? Mom said to Aira that we're trying together to prove we're strong mom!! But why did mom go? Mother weak!!! Huaaaaaaaa" Aira shook her mother's body with a cry that continued to break.
Today is a very hard day for Aira. Arumi, her mother left her only child with good memories.
Arumi has been suffering from a compilation disease for the past 3 years. Aira, as her son did not know about his sick condition so Aira was very surprised to hear this bad news.
Later that night, Aira went to the roof of her house which became a favorite place to indulge. Looking at the view of the night city, the breeze, the full moon is clearly visible, and the stars are sparkling.
Aira sat on a wooden bench overlooking the city streets, accompanied by a cup of homemade coffee.
Rrrpppp...
Aira downed the coffee that was still warm.
"But this morning my mother still made me breakfast" Aira grumbled, her lips pouting.
Meanwhile, Aira who is still mourning continues to get a grieving speech from her friends through a short message. Aira who was upset because of the vibration from her phone was grumbling back.
"Ck! The present day is not easy. Through the phone, it's done. Later for a long time the takziah money is transferred in the atm!" his gerrick.
"Today is the day I hate the most. But I must keep this day in mind, at least in memory of my mother's death. Who else would I be spilling all my heart with if my mother was not there beside me. Meanwhile, only mother can understand my complaint. I wasn't even given a chance to hear 'See you' from mom's sweet lips. I just kept saying 'Take care of yourself', 'You should be able to take care of yourself', 'The school's pinter', and other things related to my safety. Mom, have you ever thought at least once about your own happiness? Or because I can't enjoy mom's happiness? Then why did mom go? Why wasn't I the only one told to leave? But ma'am, no matter how I love you, really"
Aira, October 14, 2019
First day without mom.
nduk \= nak (in java)
