What's Up With Street Kids
Morning school
Last night's dinner was delicious and made me sleep well last night. Not feeling the sunlight has penetrated into the room through a small gap from the window and air vents. Slowly my eyes opened and I watched the world. The first thing I saw when my eyes opened perfectly was the alarm clock that showed at 7am, I seem to have forgotten to set the alarm because last night I immediately broke down to enjoy the softness of the mattress and the coolness of the room.
Waduh drugged! I'm going to be late. I die if I get late in class this morning, I cried in my heart.
In 30 minutes I have to be on the campus. Immediately I got up from the mattress patterned leaves that had been like a storm, I tidied the mattress with just that and immediately opened the window curtain to the atmosphere of the forest. The sunlight fiercely dazzled my eyes and suddenly made me aghast because I had morning class today. Immediately I opened the window and ran into the bathroom located inside the bedroom directly.
After finishing my various personal affairs as a girl with such a short time that I almost forgot to wear shoes. After everything was ready, I took my phone from the table and it was clear the clock was showing at 07:10 in the morning. Within 20 minutes I had to get to college. With a quick and short movement I opened the door of the room and closed it again. The silver-colored door was jolted hard enough that the photo that was being carried there swayed violently.
Stupid time with the door. I can't be late! my inner heart kept sliding through the stairs without fear of falling because all the fear was on the class this morning.
I opened the door of the house and immediately closed it in such a way that it had the same fate as the door of my room this morning. Fortunately, our house has an automatic locking system, so that if someone closes the door he will automatically lock, even all the doors include windows. Arriving in front of the house I once again forced myself to run towards the ojek base. Rather than waiting for a motorcycle and being late, I would rather sweat and survive the delay. The ojek base was not too far from my house, only about 50 m away. The ojek base is a one-story building complete with an outdoor parking lot where the projectors park their motorbikes while waiting for passengers. It only takes less than 5 minutes I arrived at the base of this ojek and look regular subscription ojek always faithfully shuttle pick up when I need.
“Pak! Let's go!” seruku waved to a middle-aged father who was sipping his warm coffee.
Immediately I took the helmet from the bike and followed by the ojek father who had sat on the bike as well.
“Udah yok neng we leave. It's late, right?” the father said to answer my anxiety.
“Ayok, Sir! Hunting with speeding!” I asked without answering my father's question.
Mr. Ojek did not respond to my request with words, but with a gas tank that made me almost lose my real balance. But it's okay, it's for my safety in the classroom.
I only have 15 minutes to get to class, I said in my heart while continuing to pat the father on the shoulder to continue increasing the speed of the bike.
Along the way I just glanced at the watch and watched the road ahead to make sure the road we were going through was smooth so that it could deliver me on time to campus.
My watch is already showing at 07:20 and the trip to campus is half over, I just called Laras, a classmate this morning.
“Halo race! How's the class? Mr Tono is in class?” askaku with a little loud because it races with the roar of wind and other motor vehicle sounds.
“The situation is still safely under control. The kids came, but still half of it. Mr. Tono also has not been seen because from earlier I also went back and forth to the lecturer's workspace, kok,” replied Laras calming.
“Absen me how? Are you the same lo?” I asked more and more panicked and patted the shoulder of Mr. Ojek to speed up his vehicle. The ojek father I was riding just a wave forced his motorbike which is arguably quite old to go faster.
“Udah is safe. Relax, now you just need to come to campus quickly!” answer Laras.
“I'll soon be here. Thanks, baby,” I replied while disconnecting the call and saving the phone back into the bag.
Luckily not long after that we started to enter the campus zone. Seen from the many internet cafes –or cafe-also a variety of printing shops, and hawker stalls on each side of the road. In addition, various large buildings on my campus have also begun to be seen from behind the roof of the building that is here. It only took a few seconds after it was seen a tall pole about 20 meters in white with a stone carving in the shape of my campus logo at the top. This pole is a sign of the campus boundary, so there are 4 poles like this in each corner of the campus area which has an area of about 3,500 hectares. Mr. Ojek swiftly like already understood the conditions I experienced just entered the campus gate that was open to the public. Stayed 5 minutes away and luckily my faculty building is not too far away in this campus complex.
I am a Mathematics student at the Faculty of Exact and Theological Sciences Faculty of Exact and Theological Sciences is one of the magnificent faculties on campus because it has 6 series of buildings, which consists of 3 lecture buildings that each have 4 floors, 1 student building that has 3 floors and has an audiotorium, 1 laboratory building 4 floors and 1 deanat building 6 floors. All of the buildings of this faculty building were built similar to the existing buildings in other faculties. Modern-style building with a bright blue color and has a stone carving shaped campus logo on each top of the roof that is shaped one side ramps, and, the shape of the sculpture is the same as the one on the corner pole of the campus.
“Thanks a lot Mr!” I said right after we got to the front of the faculty building while handing over my fare.
“Iya neng equally,” reply Mr. Ojek while receiving money from me.
“Udah, Sir! The rest hold it first. Entar if I ngojek again take from the rest of the money this morning, I said,” as I passed away leaving the ojek who wanted to give me my fare change, the remaining time is only three minutes.
Luckily my lecture hall this morning was not on the sixth or fifth floor, because then I would definitely be late because I would devote a lot of time and energy to climbing the stairs. But this morning my lecture hall was on the second floor, precisely in room B21, it was as a code that the room was in building B, the second floor and in the first room after the stairs. There is also a good thing I became a busy student and always pursued various activities. This is useful in situations like the one I'm in now, the chase with time has become commonplace to me so speeding up or even running is not a problem for me.
Ah, crap! Why use all the trash, anyway! I was shocked and stopped running spontaneously.
“You're in my class this morning, aren't you?” asked Mr. Tono to me just as our eyes were fixed.
“He's right, Sir! I entered my father's class this morning with Visual Arithmetic course,” I replied trying to stay calm and slowly walk towards the door.
“Then why are you still outside?” ask Mr. Tono.
For a moment I felt that Mr. Tono's question was very intimidating, so that the calm that I had maintained faded just like that when I was right in front of Mr. Tono.
What I had to answer, my mind began to panic.
“I just came from the toilet, Sir!” Finally I found a pretty good answer, although nervously and slightly lowered my head.
Mr. Tono did not immediately respond with words, but rather watched me very closely from the bottom up. With his hands folded on his chest made an impression of the increasingly strong intimidations of Mr. Tono himself. His wrinkled skin was clearly folded when he noticed my appearance. However, still because the sharp look in his eyes made me nervous, even though I actually had quite often faced various kinds of people thanks to my activeness in various activities.
Lothawat! Don't tell me he knows that I'm not actually from the toilet, but just came. My nervousness grew because this lecturer did not stop maintaining his standing position, including his hands and eyes did not change even after a few minutes.
“Fortunately you entered before my lecture started.” Finally, Mr. Tono spoke to me, but with a standing attitude and hands that were still in the same position. Only his eyes had started to become friendly.
“Iya, Sir! I'm sorry,” I said while looking down feeling guilty.
Mr. Tono did not respond, he was indifferent to my apology and just went straight into the room leaving me who was still bowed in the doorway.
Immediately I went in and sat on the chair my friend Laras had prepared and for him my bag was already looking sweet on his desk. Mr. Tono started the class by checking the lecture attendance list. Once again it was fortunate that Laras had already secured my presence this morning. Looks like I should buy him a meal because of this. But it seems that the person who received the bag toss was still upset by the surprise he got this morning. Immediately I apologized with a gesture of clenching both palms while putting on a regretful and clear face, hoping he understood. The beautiful woman with long unraveling hair simply replied with a nod and a hint of a sweet smile, either he has forgiven me or he just doesn't want to prolong this business because if this business doesn't run out right now, then we will have the opportunity to become the first student who will be rebuked by Mr. Tono. Once again I put on a smile that was sweeter than before so that my beautiful friend could truly forgive.
“Lo was really lucky this morning, Rum,” whispered my friend Laras on the sidelines of Mr. Tono's explanation of the material operating combination.
“Gue already wanted to faint earlier in fact when squirming Mr. Tono was already in the doorway. Fortunately, the window of the room was open, so I just threw this bag,” I whispered more slowly because it was still nervous after being bullied by Mr. Tono this morning.
Laras did not respond to me anymore because as usual, in his class Pak Tono all students did not dare to mess around, what else if Pak Tono had lost his mood because of my delay this morning.
I really did bring a gripping atmosphere to class this morning.
This morning's lecture was one of the most difficult courses in the second semester and was filled by one of the lecturers most feared by all mathematics students. A complete combination to make all students force themselves to focus their thoughts and attention into the lecture.
Learning with excessive fear turns out to have an effect on our feelings in calculating the time being lived because it turns out the class is at the end of time.
“Good. Lecture this morning I think enough so, for the next meeting please You all prepare a mathematical scientific journal on arithmetic from the last 4 years that every year You have prepared each journal, each journal,” obviously Mr. Tono while closing the lecture and re-inserting portable which he had previously used to explain the material.
Good, as usual Mr. Tono will not let us leave his class with a feeling of calm, I grumbled in my heart.
I'm sure all the students who took Pak Tono's class this morning felt the same way, it was all clear from the look of their disappointed and annoyed faces that were so grudgingly harbored, because if Mr. Tono knew this negative response, it was not pity or tolerance that he gave, but the addition of tasks that will make the students feel more regret over the class of choice this morning. Mr. Tono is so, famous for his decisiveness and discipline. He always makes sure his students no one relaxes and plays around, therefore he always gives tasks that are beyond the limits of fairness.
The lecturer, who remained tidy even after three hours of relentless teaching, left behind a blackboard that already looked like a secret code of intelligence, very complicated and confusing. In contrast to Mr. Tono who remained neat after teaching for three hours, the students who initially brightly welcomed the morning looked very inversely proportional after three hours of study. Including the beautiful girl who today became my savior for successfully catching the bag that suddenly appeared from behind the window. His long unravel hair turned into a ponytail that had been tied for a while and the sweet smile that had apologized to me turned into a prolonged frown. All the students in the room could only be stunned and speechless to let go of Mr. Tono with all the disappointment and annoyance of the task he left behind.
A freak morning is actually to start the day. But no matter, at least after this I will go with Bang Aksa and will certainly be able to pamper myself in the mall with the company of my beloved brother. Unknowingly I would meet him after this.
