The Struggle of Yuna
02
Here are the five of us. in the canteen.iya canteen (that's dodit Mulyanto, the funny stand up comedy).
"Mom tin, mb rin" my greetings to the mother of the owner of the canteen and her child.
"By ayu cah." replied Tini ma'am.
"In the morning I went to the cafeteria, I didn't study" asked Bu Tin.
" Ordinary ma'am can be rewarded from Mr. Hedi", this time Oci replied.
" Wiih..enak ya you, others dizzy ngerjain replay, you relax in the canteen.emang if the child pinter mah lucky..your great" said mb Rin.
" Alhamdulillah ma'am, sustenance of the children of Soleh and solehah.he.he.he", said Alim.
"What do you want to order? " ,asked Tini to offer us.
" Numpang sat down, ma'am" I replied with a smile.
" May. but sit on the floor yes.kan gk jajan", janda mb Rini.
" Emang ni bu.si Yuna the queen of..."
we all laughed.
We all just ordered juz.
Our juz drink was ready, and delivered directly to the same mb Rini.
"Thank you mb.." We answered simultaneously.
"Same - same", replied mb Rini.
Before drinking I read the prayer out loud ...
" Bismilbornrohaannirrohiim...Allhhumma barricade lima rozaktana wakinna adzabannar "
Plastered.one jolt landed on my forehead.
"What the hell is Iz.sakit tau ..."
"The prayer is not to use the time, we also have memorized.
" Eh..already by the teenager loh iz, not a boy anymore, will soon want High School.", I replied rather adamantly.
"Lz....."
"Hemm"
"Lz...."
"Hemm"
"Faiiiiizzzz" I let out my toy...
"Apain is noisy tau Yuna" this time eni who answered while closing her ears....
"Lagian Faiz anyway.called hemm doang answernya.
Actually it is my fault, Faiz is a quiet child.but his brain is silent aka thin bin smart. I always try to get good grades to match Faiz, but whatever my worth is always below Faiz's...
Maybe the fate of women is under men.idiiihhh thought what the try of my brain is.morning dah konslet.
"It's not you who the queen ngirit.often dijajanin the same people..," said Faiz.
" Yes have iz, do you know for yourself my situation.ngga like you children people are, your pocket money must be a lot.....Don't be stingy what Iz pity your wife will starve" my great-granddaughter.
" Eh...what....who...since when did I marry you?", I replied somewhat jutek.
"Udah - household affairs should not be discussed here, hot my ears", samber Alim mediate our debate.
" What the hell are you Lim", while I pinch Alim's arm....
"Ohh very sad pinch your wife Iz" replied Alim while grimacing with pain.
" Rasain tuh.." We all laughed.
"Eh..When do we go back to class?, asked Oci
" Liet Ci, ntr there must be a messenger coming here", I replied.
In class....
"Everything is collected, time is up.....
Abi come here, call them to class, let's continue the lesson again", ask Mr. Hedi.
" Yes sir", Abi replied as she walked out of the classroom to the cafeteria.
The canteen....
"Well..why did I say that Mr. Hedi's envoy headed here...what is Bi......all you go to class?, I asked.
" Yes the hunt.the lesson will be continued again", replied Abi.
We got out of our seats and walked to the cafeteria to pay for our drinks.
"No, I've been paid the same money as Faiz" said Tini's mom.
" Oh yes, thank you iz, often - often Iz", I replied.
"Si Faiz mah if there is Yuna must not be stingy...similarly wife so loh", god Alim.
" Au ah dark." I replied with a laugh.
" Okulah...ayo!", answered us together.
At the classroom door......
"Assalamualaikum sir", our choir.
" Waalaikumsalam, come in", ask Mr. Hedi.
Shortly thereafter Mr. Hedi's lesson was up...
"To this day is enough, study diligently, you are in third grade, soon the test.you must be enthusiastic, so as to pass all and get good grades",said Mr. Hedi while walking out of class.
" Askalamualaikum ".
" Aamiin sir.....Waalaikumsalam ", we replied.
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This is the first author's work, sorry if there are many shortcomings.....
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Haapy......
