WE LIVE SIDE BY SIDE (CERPENE)
Chapter XLIII (Teacher Idol Part 1)
It has been 2 weeks Asmara conducted PPL at Bunga Bangsa SMK located in the city of M.
Every day I go out of class to teach. Precisely on Tuesday, Asmara entered in class XI TKR II.
“Assalamu’alaikum.” Asmara gave her greetings when she entered the classroom, and all her students answered.
“Wa’alaikumussalam.”
“Good morning everyone!” sapa Asmara as an opening subject at that time.
“Good morning miss.”
“Oh yeah student's, before we start study today, we must pray, okay chairman, lead do’ nak.” exclaim Asmara.
Then the class leader named Evan led do’a, after completion, Asmara told her students to open the book.
“Open page 250, ets.. before, I want to ask for absence son, Jacob can deliver to the front nak?”
“Iya bu” sahut Jacob while delivering absent class.
Asmara began to call the names of her students one by one until it was finished, when Asmara closed her absence, suddenly Ricky raised his hand, Asmara turned to Ricky.
“You're a new student huh?” ask Asmara.
“Murid long time bu,” replied Ricky.
“But just got it? asmara.
“Iya ma'am, indeed why bu?” ask Ricky back.
“No boy, whose name is you?”
“Ricky Takzub bu,” says Ricky.
“oh..You're Ricky? the truant?” chirps Asmara.
“Ah mom, pretentious, new mom here?”
“Ya is indeed a child, but if you may know, why children do not you ever enter anyway in English lessons?” Asmara begins to approach Ricky, and sits next to Ricky.
“Sorry for the children of mothers, mothers cut the study time just a moment yes son.” all members of the class no one objected.
“Mom want to know or want to know so much bu?”
“Mothers want to know both, let's talk dear mother's child.” Ricky who heard Asmara say dear, felt something in his heart, but because Ricky was the most recalcitrant child in school immediately told the real reason.
“The first, I don't like our usual English teacher, the father talks like a car brake that's gone blong, so it can't be controlled, the second, it's like, the father is old, so looking at his face, I immediately bad mood bu, but most importantly the third reason, this is important nih bu.”
“What's nak?”
“Say friends, I must come.”
“Majib?” Asmara was curious, with the third reason Ricky.
“They said, her PPL teacher is very beautiful to wear, her heart is as soft as silk and most importantly, she said she looks like an artist.” Asmara smiled, the other students applauded and bekata “cie... cie..”.
“So the reason is yes?” asmara.
“Iya ma'am, and it turns out it is true what friends say, beautiful mother beyond expectations, I did not lie bu,” said Ricky.
“Iya I believe, what after this you want to skip again?” ask Asmara.
“You are ma'am, but I'll stop if mom asks.” Asmara gasps because Ricky keeps on flailing her.
“Ya already then, you do not skip anymore, son,” Asmara said.
“I promise for you miss,” says Ricky. Asmara was quite shocked, because he was new this time in pepet boy.
“OK, let's reopen the book page 250, try to see again the children, there is a drama, the drama entered into the literary work yes.” while Asmara was explaining all her students listening fokos, Asmara is such a resolute but entertaining teacher.
In each of his words was stylish with the conditions he was describing.
“So the children of dear mothers, who here has seen a movie or soap opera?” all raised hands, “good, film or soap opera that includes drama also koh son, because in the elements of drama, there is a theme, the flow to the character, well! The character is the artist who acted his role in the story of the film, the person we have always idolized.”
Everyone loved the lesson Asmara brought today, until finally the bell rang, the sign came home.
One by one the students came out of the room, Asmara came out, then walked to the edge of the road to wait for the angkot, and one of the students greeted him. “Mother!”
Asmara turned to the student with a smile and said “Iya son? Tomorrow comes again school yes, do not take a holiday, so be a child pintsr.”
The student laughed as well as their other friends, when Asmara was a bit far away, they said in a soft voice, “Bu Asmara the person is very good, yes, if our other teachers frown tense all.”
While Asmara was still standing on the edge of the blazing road high sun, Ricky came to him on a big motorbike.
“Where are you going to go, ma'am? Sabang direction or Merauke bu?” ask Ricky. Asmara also smiled at Ricky's jokes.
“Arah Merauke, Ky tomorrow do not skip school yes, you have to come son, because if you often have a holiday, then you will lose, you will also miss a lot from others.”
“Ck, mom snobs deh.”
“Ya should care.”
“If mom cares so much about me, I will thank mom.”
“No need, sincere mom.”
“I am also sincere, let my mom take me home, it is a reply for my mother's kindness to me.”
“No need to son, mom came home by angkot only.” said Asmara.
“Check ma'am, if mom doesn't want to, I'll never go to school again nih.”
In my heart Asmara said, My God, if I want to, I'm selfish, he won't go to school.
“ alright, but you can't skip yes,” Asmara said.
“Ready bu!” sahut Ricky's.
Then Asmara climbed on the bike, and then they set off. On the way Ricky invites Asmara to chat.
“Mother how many brothers bu?”
“We are only 3 brothers nak.”
“Now how old is mother?”
“Still 21 nak.”
“Wah! It turns out to be young ma'am, only 3 years different from me bu.” said Ricky.
“Oh yes?” during the trip Ricky often wondered to Asmara.
Ricky also runs his bike very slowly, until little kids who ride in the wind can casually break them.
“Ricky, the motor to the gasoline depletion yes?” ask Asmara curious.
“Not really bu.” replied Ricky.
“Then, why is the road so long? Mother's waist is sore nak.” said Asmara.
Ricky laughed a little, then increased the speed of the motorbike, until they finally reached the village of Asmara.
“So mom lives in Melati village huh bu?”
“Iya son, want to stop by for a minute?”
“No need ma'am, I want to go straight home.” Ricky said.
“Good son, thank you for delivering mom safely, be careful on the road.”
“Iya ma'am, I'm sorry,” said Ricky, who restarted the engine.
During his return trip, Ricky continued to imagine the face of Asmara, And also the words Asmara said still ringing in Ricky's ears until he reached his home.
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