The Struggle of Yuna
01
The morning was bright, the air was cool, because the sun was still shy out of the contest.but did not shrink my spirit this morning..
after bathing and wearing a uniform I immediately breakfast and do not forget to say goodbye to mother to go to school.
oh yes introduce me yuna.precisely ayuna dwiyana, I am the second child of three brothers, obviously the second child because there is a dual name which means two.
My sister named Mirza ekayana, she has worked at a PT, as a mechanic because she graduated from STM majoring in machinery.
My sister Firza triyana, she's still in SD.
Don't you think my father's name is Yana yes......
I come from a simple family far from rich.
My father was just a vegetable merchant in the market, and a teacher sawing in the mosque near my house.
My mother was just a normal housewife.
"Good morning ma'am" I said
" Good morning too, breakfast quarry and immediately leave so as not to be late"
" Asiap ma'am" I replied respectfully.
After breakfast I immediately say goodbye to mother, you must ask if only saying goodbye to mother, well because the father was already in the market from dawn.
Don't forget to kiss my mom's hand...
"Assalamualaikum ma'am", my pamit
" Waalaikumsalam nduk, do not speed, look left right if you want to cross" replied the mother coupled with the words - words of her pearl.
" Nggih ma'am", I answered again in Javanese
Not forgetting I took my red bike, I put my bag in the basket in front of my bike.
Steady bike slowly, on the road I met my friends - my comrades in arms.ada nina, nunik, tia, abi, santo, and andi.we all ride bicycles by ourselves, no one is bouncy.of course because it will definitely doble tired.
" Hey friends good morning", my clothes
" Good morning too Yuna" they replied in unison....
15 Minutes later we arrived at school. After our bikes were parked, we went straight to class, me and one class.
This is my class, class 3A, my school MTS Islamiyah.
I chose this school because of the father's very strict demands on religious matters.....
of course because he's a njai teacher.
Not funny right, kalo pak ngajarin children people.eh own children are lacking in religious knowledge.
"Assalamualaikum", I said hello when I entered class.
" Waalaikumsalam" they answered
In class it began to be full, I sat my ass, took a breath..Well where did the breath go????
I took a drink, tired I have not paid for the bicycle, the entrance bell has sounded...
Before long the first hour teacher entered, Mr. Hedi his name, he was an Indonesian teacher.he was a cool teacher.
Sometimes he makes quizzes, who answers a lot of quizzes of course can be rewarded.do not have to join the replay.kan cool..other again dizziness replay, we can relax in the school cafeteria.
Therefore we study hard to be able to answer the quiz from Mr. Hedi.
"Assalamualaikum, Good morning children" said Mr. Hedi.
" Waalaikumsalam, Good morning sir", we replied with a smile.yes because it was still morning.
" Today's a repeat" said Mr. Hedi in a flat voice.
" Haaaaaaah" we were all of course shocked.
mr. Hedi, in the morning made a heart spot.
"Faiz, alim, yuna, eni, and oci, you don't have to repeat, you have a lot of points because you often answer quizzes".
" Thank God.
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Sorry this is the author's first post.so give her advice and support yes.....
This is the holy month of Ramadan....To all the Muslims of the world, I say...
"" Congratulations on Fasting""
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