MYS 29
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"How... you look like a BK teacher, Jon?" Avoid being confused about what to answer.
What composition is this Caucasian guy made of? Very complicated way of thinking.
"Is it suitable for me to be a teacher?"
"Do you want to be a teacher later?" back I asked.
"Maybe...as long as it can be useful and I want it can be tried."
"So how come the teacher uses trial and error..." I joked.
"Just like you when you picked up the William Shakespeare book."
"Why me again?"
"Hmm... how do you say it. About your parents..."
"What I feel is the treatment to me is like the treatment to a stepdaughter?" guess me.
"You could say that it's similar. Just...not as dramatic as a stepdaughter either. Anggi...what do you think your parents were like?" asked Jono with a serious expression. He had even closed the book on his lap.
"How is it..." I honestly was confused.
Why does there have to be a creature with hidden ambitions to become a BK teacher beside me?
"...in the past, maybe they didn't know, they looked authoritarian, you could say. But if I realize now, it's none other than for my own sake. The current me wouldn't exist if my parents didn't act like that. Understand?" I continued.
"I should be the one asking like that. Now, do you understand, Anggi?" Jono's eyes with a blue color were directed to me. It's weird.
"Understood, BK teacher," I said, quickly looking away. This guy is suitable to be a BK teacher. The look in his eyes interrogated him. Forgiveness. Make me pray.
The speed of the bus began to slow down, which meant that the cottage where we rested our bodies to stretch out was in sight. The children scrambled to get off the bus. Plus it was already dark, making the noise of urging even more excited.
"Be careful, Anggi. Why don't you take it slow? You must have a room." Jono sighed behind me, who carried my backpack willingly.
"Stuffy to know. It's late." I babbled, squeaking to the sound of other children trying to get out of the bus.
In total, there were only twenty-six girls in my class which were divided into two rooms, so the thirteen of us had to be willing to be crammed into one five-by-five meter cottage room. Unfortunately, I don't share a room with any first-grade girls. All the girls in the room are foreign to me. Since I wanted to continue my pending dream, I immediately looked for vacant land, lay down, and slept.
I woke up when the faint sound of the call to prayer could be heard reaching my subconscious, which automatically forced me to wake up and perform my obligatory worship. After it was enough, I said a prayer, asked for forgiveness, and asked for protection until later on my way home, I left my room to get some morning air. Since childhood, I was forbidden to go back to sleep after praying.
The atmosphere of the cottage is still quiet. Only a few boys who diligently pray in a congregation like Amad seem to have just returned from the nearest mosque.
From the cottage yard, there is a wide water park with various rides. The cool morning air makes me feel at home sitting on the bench in the garden in front of the hotel room, it's still better than having to go back in and jostle.
Not far from the park, there is a hotel restaurant which is still quiet. Only a few maids were cleaning. I faintly smelled the smell of food from the kitchen, my feet moved towards one of the recliner chairs in the corner of the restaurant. Several waiters who passed spontaneously smiled at me. Local wisdom that makes foreign foreigners feel at home.
After breakfast we gathered at the kart track to do morning exercises, Zumba guided by officers from the water park.
"Ugh... where have you been this morning?" poke Ana from behind. The gymnastics atmosphere was still calm because it was just a warm-up.
"Take a walk. Look for you can't find you." I answered originally. Even though eating big alone in a restaurant.
"You and Jono took a long time to get off the bus. So, we split our room together." curtly Ana did not focus on following the gymnastics movements. What do you mean, Stefie and Duo R, right?
Thank you, Ann, thanks to us separating my room so I can sleep well.
Loud noises, especially from the direction of the line of boys. When gymnastics entered the core movement. Fortunately, Mr. Pujo took the initiative to separate the line of girls from the line of boys. Otherwise, girls will become victims of the annoyance of the land crocodiles. Instead of being solemn in participating in gymnastics, they are playing games that are not clear.
Cooling movement... after nine o'clock we broke up and immediately scattered to the various rides. The land crocodiles have shot to melt the water, both in groups and individually.
"Ugh... hold the camera, please. I want to take the zip line first," asked Edi, who out of nowhere suddenly was near me.
"Oh no. This is my time. I want to spend it without being disturbed by you or anyone else." reject me and immediately run away while there is still a chance. If not, I could be a slave to Edi and Ebi's camera all day long.
The first ride I went to was the water boom. Even though I have to queue with the land crocodiles, I accept it, it's been a long time I haven't played in the water like this. Something rare, so I will maximize it until I get bored.
"Here, Anggi. In front of me." pull Jono, who was in the front row waiting for me.
"No need. Just stay here."
"You have Andi behind you," said Jono which made me reflexively look back.
It turned out that Andi was holding a girl from the next class and pretended not to recognize me. Elephant stamped crocodile base. I had to follow Jono's advice to move in front of him, right?
"Lo...don't scream, Anggi." Jono whispered from behind before we glided.
"Yes," I said I did not accept being belittled.
After the officer gave the signal, Jono and I both slid down. The adrenaline that was in me was suddenly spurred as I went through twist after twist, then ... fell into the pool. It was as if he had been brought back to reality after the strange sensation just now.
"Want more, Angie?" invite Jono, who is ready to queue again.
"Nope," I answered, leaving the water boom pool. I'm nauseous. I'm dizzy because I haven't been up that way in a long time. Where is Jono so fast when he holds my shoulder?
While calming myself, I looked for Ana, who knows where the jungle is. Maybe he's been a victim of Edi and Ebi, or caught in Stefie's whining, or maybe alone in the current pool with a big yellow buoy?
Or maybe it's my fate today to spend alone time as I said to Edi?
I chose the second alternative.
So I tried all the existing rides alone. Even though sometimes Jono or Budi would accompany me for a while because I immediately ran away to another area. Until the last choice, I fell into the wave pool.
-TBC-