The Treason of First Love

Chapter 23. Report

Today my mom and I took the report card for a class hike, it was really thrilling for me. Because this is the determination that I can enter IPA class or not. Because I really hope to get into IPA class because I want to get into medical school. And it's my turn to be called by the homeroom teacher...

"Riri Saputri's...." My Class Guardians are calling.

"Yes ma'am, how's my son's report card?" Mama asked hopefully - please be anxious.

"Good all bu value, only the mathematical value is lacking. For IPA value passes all standards. Good all, average 7.5 ya ma'am."

"Keep if the math is still lacking how is ma'am?" Mama's worried.

"Well, this is Riri going to the IPA, ma'am?" 

"Yes ma'am, this child does not understand he said IPS. He wants to be a doctor, so his management must be IPA." Mama explained tremblingly.

"Okay mom calm down, yeah, I explained first. So gini ma'am, to meet the standard of entry in this IPA class, yes Riri is still less than 2 math points, even though the math passes the KKM value but still less bu actually. Should I be a Ri doctor? If Riri goes to IPS he's worth this much." My Class Guardian explained softly.

"Hmm Riri still want to be a doctor ma'am, can not be attempted yes ma'am for Riri to enter the IPA?" I spoke slowly to hold sad.

"Gini, actually not only Riri whose value is less. There are some students who want to enter IPA but the value is less. It's just that for a while later Riri entered the IPS class first while waiting for the exam again for additional entrance scores to the IPA." My Class Guard explained again.

"When is the test, ma'am?" My mother asked with a hopeful face.

"That's 2 weeks, ma'am, after the school holidays are over. So later Riri entered class IPS 1 first yes.." replied my homeroom teacher.

"Good ma'am, I'm ready to take the extra exam so I can get into the IPA." I answered with certainty.

"Yaudah that's all right, the rest of Riri's good value is all ma'am. Riri nih pinter kok bu, active in school activities as well. Don't be mad at me, ma'am."

"Yes ma'am, thank you ma'am." 

Then my mom and I left class, and we went home. And luckily I didn't meet Yori and Lani. But you already knew that I was dating Yori, and you asked.

"Where's yori? Enter IPA or IPS?" 

"IPS is like ma." I answered briefly because I still did not want to hear his name, even I and Yori have not communicated since returning from the stage yesterday. 

"Oh yaudah he will relax, if you want to be a doctor. So it must be diligent. I'm off first drumbandnya, let's focus on learning son." 

"Hmm. but soon there will be a MOS maa. so I have to practice after this school holiday."

"God, you were given an additional test when you entered school. How can you learn to focus." 

"Can maa.. God willing." I replied by convincing my mother not to worry about my IPA management.

"Mama don't want ya later finally in vain. You take care of your own school." Mama nagging like a sign that I should not be busy anymore following drumband activities. 

I didn't answer my mother's question, I just kept quiet and kept walking, we went home in the mail because I didn't come home that day. And Pakde can't take me because there's business. 

***

"During the holidays you learn the real thing. No going for a walk."

"So, get in the main IPA."

Really, my mom was angry with me because I was not immediately accepted into IPA management. While I also have to practice drumband for MOS event. And for sure I have to really seduce mama to let her melt her heart. 

"Udah, there learn. Tweet it up." Mama washes clothes while babbling.

"Hmmm yes." I went straight into the room. 

I repeatedly opened - open the old SMS from Yori while we were approaching and early - early dating. How happy we were both at that time, there was no debate or no day we passed without replying to SMS. My day off this time must be quiet and boring, because I did not communicate with Yori because we were still in the cold war. I now have a thought, Lani and Yori will definitely play together during the holidays because their house is very close. Imagining it is already painful, especially if it really happens. So how is the fate of my relationship. Stay together, but like there's no status. 

"Ri, don't forget to sweep the page. It's dirty, a lot of leaves fall." Mama kind of screamed from the laundry because my door was closed. 

"Yes, maa." My leg from the room.

Yes.my days will certainly be busy with helping mama clean up the house. Moreover, mama said there are no roads, I have to focus on studying in order to take the entrance exam to the IPA class. 

"Ri, I'm coming home tonight. What are we going to eat? Or do you want to cook?" Mama talked and left the house because I was sweeping the yard.

"Ohh yes it's up to mama, if you want to cook must shop first. At this hour if you buy vegetables already on withering. Jajan ajalah ma." I replied while continuing to sweep the courtyard.

"Judah, we'll eat out before you go home."

"Yeah maa.

***

"Where are school holidays going Ri?" I asked while taking the side dish we bought this afternoon. 

"No going - go, let him learn sir. That's why he's grateful for the opportunity to give his teacher a test to get into IPA class." Mama said from the room because she heard the father's talk.

"See, you haven't really learned anything. Keep playing, see your mama's angry." Whisper my Father to me.

Surely I will be attacked by mama and father because my report card value is lacking.

"But the study period continues ma, will refreshing also be a day." I answered in a doldrums.

"Eatya learn. Who told me to keep drumband training." Mama nagged and walked out of the room towards the dining table. 

"Learn koka maaa, my report card is also good it's worth above 7 values." 

"This kid is a pinter." Mama grumbled while glaring at me. 

I don't want to answer again after that I'm silent and don't dare to say anything.

"Jaudah, let us go a day, pity the youth and keep Riri. All three of us, I'll find some free time later." Sahut.

In my heart it was so happy and said "alhamdulillah" I just had a little smile hearing it. My father was my savior when I was being scolded by my mother. Not dear if I'm just the same mama, every day like diomelin continues.