Kapitel 5: MYS 5 Grumbled as a sign of protest
MYS 5
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I can only grunt in annoyance. Try to be natural instead of covering up discomfort. It's not like this. I want people to notice. Not in this way. I want to be known. I don't have to be paranoid either.
"Why?" I grumbled as a sign of protest against the hectic action just now.
"Shh, you're sensitive. Don't worry. Yesterday's incident will turn into a whirlwind. It's as fast as lightning. If anyone dares to disturb you, don't hesitate to report me." said Ana excitedly, as if the crucial thing for me was just a passing advertisement for her.
We entered a class that was already quite crowded by land crocodiles, one of which was an undefined curly black creature named Budiman.
The guy is far from a reflection and the noble meaning of the name it bears. I feel sorry for Budi's parents who of course do not know the behavior of their child.
If it could be likened to an animal, I would call Budi by the name of a chameleon. So true. The behavior of the curly black boy depends on the habitat he is in. For example, he is engrossed in having fun without a burden. Even though yesterday he said he would be my assistant. Another day, another child's behavior.
"Hi, Jon. Have a nice day." Ana scolded me when the Caucasian goat forcibly put three large bottles of strawberry-scented shampoo into my bag.
"An, this shampoo finally met its soul mate. After a long time imprisoned in the closet."
"So you said you were busy looking for that stuff?" point Ana to my bag. More precisely what Jono just entered.
"That's right." Jon nodded in agreement.
"But you haven't asked my permission, do you want it or not?" I protest not accept. Even though it's The Body Shop which is said to be expensive.
"You have to accept it. Later the shampoo will cry because it's been too long waiting." Jono argued while holding my hand trying to get the shampoo bottle out of the bag.
"This is called coercion. Yesterday I received it because I didn't bring shampoo." my pride is hurt.
However, it seems as if whatever I say is not memorable until it can enter the brain of Jono, who is adamant. And I Anggi Sekar Arum helplessly have to accept what happened. I can imagine that when I gave the shampoo to my mother, I would immediately be hysterical with joy. The type of mothers who like hard-line free stuff.
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If the expectation as a new student is empty hours at the beginning of a new school, then our school is an exception. The homeroom teacher is ready to sit in the shelter giving the learning agenda for the next semester.
Seventy percent practice and the rest theory. Terrible isn't it!
Not because I'm afraid my skin will turn dark, but how is my long hair?
I have to admit, growing up made me feel too burdened with my hair care. Even if you only wash your hair with warung shampoo and once a month uses a cream bath, it's still hard.
Having long hair means a long drying process. Not to mention that mom strictly forbids using a hairdryer!
So this sneaky idea came up. I had to save up, trying to save a small amount of pocket money for a haircut.
"How much does a haircut cost?" Ana complains because I refuse an invitation to eat in the school canteen, which is quite expensive.
"For you, it's really small. Twenty thousand divided by two thousand is ten. That means I have to save for 10 days." I'm trying to explain my real financial condition.
"If it was that easy. Then come home from school with me, okay." forced Ana while continuing to drag my arm into the canteen.
"I treat," Jono suggested, who knows since when he was between us. Pushed us both to sit on one of the empty benches.
Sure enough.
The bell signaling the last lesson rang, Ana immediately approached me. Give no chance to escape.
"Where are you going?" I asked curiously.
"Just go with it."
Follow what Ana says. According to what he wants, he is on standby.
Our friendship has only been around for a while. But looking at what Annalia has been together for, it's like being on an adventure without a clue. More because I'm new in Prembun.
By riding Ana's automatic motorbike, we arrived at a women's salon with pastel pink paint, not many posters on the walls, only one that I can think of as a famous Korean artist. Where it is written beside the various treatments provided by the Jelita salon.
Entering a salon that gives the impression of a very girly plus a neatly arranged room, Jelita salon is a salon for the upper-class residents of Prembun. I can only gulp, not ready to spend my money which certainly won't be enough for just a haircut.
"Mom, this is Ana's friend Anggi. Can I ask for a free haircut?" said Ana, who suddenly surprised me.
"Don't even cut your hair. All the treatments here, mom, can be free for this beautiful friend of yours." said her mother Ana came over. I shook hands shaking with nervousness. Without warning, he introduced me to his parents and salon owner.
I always feel like just a grain of dust at times like this. Having friends with children is a heavy burden in itself. Especially with an event like this.
"Free?" I whispered to Ana very slowly. Just to make sure what I'm experiencing right now isn't a dream on a hot afternoon.
Annalia smiled as usual. As if nothing. Which for me is the first time, I set foot in a salon to get a haircut.
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Hot. Thirsty. Weak.
It's not because I'm fasting today, but because the day-to-day field practice schedule suddenly shocks my stomach when I eat breakfast with just a plate of fried rice. Plus weather today is so hot, the trials that I face are complete.
Hopefully, I can finish fasting until the Maghrib drum. Amen.
Back again to the topic of field practice alias in the fields. Because last night's typhoon caused the rice plants to collapse almost completely in the school practice area, we tenth graders were mobilized to help our seniors harvest rice.
Don't think we can do anything. Playing or running around aimlessly is strictly prohibited. We have to really help and be closely watched by the supervising teacher. Even Stefie couldn't move.
"Lord, what is the sin of this helpless servant?" moaned Stefie, whose face was already red, full of sweat pouring down.
"Your only sin is to have been born into the world," said Andi full of appreciation. Suddenly got a hard thump from Stefie, who was not far from Andi's position, which was yellowing.
"Well, instead of helping, I sprinkled salt on my wound." spit out Stefie, still grumbling.
-TBC-
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