Mrs. Indra’s Angerness (Part Eight)

Mrs. Indra’s Angerness (Part Eight)

One day, when I was in seventh grade, Mrs. Indra provided a puzzle to us. She asked us a question in English instead of Bahasa. “I have six legs when I’m walking, but I have four legs when I’m running. So, who am I ?.” Thus the content of puzzle questions...
A Wife For Me (Part Five)

A Wife For Me (Part Five)

Having finished the prayer,I did not take additional pray, or dzikr as usual. I chosed to sit with the campus’ chick on the sofa. She was holding television remote and tried to find an interesting channel. She did it for a couple of time. But eventually she...

Healing Pieter ( Part One)

Chapter V Healing Pieter I have entered the first grade of my elementary school. Therefore, my uniform has changed. Now, I was wearing a beige shirt and dark green shorts. Other schools mostly weared red and white uniforms. My mother, too, who sewed my second uniform....

My First Championship (Part Six)

Now, in big zero grade, I started to get a reading lesson. Unlike most other children which were learning to read using “Ini Budi”s book, we in IKIP Malang Laboratory Kindegarten were using the book to learn to read which titled “Iin and Aan”....
My First Championship (Part Two)

My First Championship (Part Two)

I was surprised and watched my crackers. Mrs. Maryam was true, my cracker’s piece seemed smaller than crackers cut by my other friends. I immediate assault my cracker’s piece with malignant. It was like toying me. Moving to the left and to the right made...

Enemy Force’s Sudden Attact (Part Five)

Our laughter had not have finished yet, suddenly, the leader of the group of monks shouting gives the cue again. “Not showers.” “What a smeeeeeellllll.” We came to laugh out loud once more. Tum Mak pursue her fringe which rolling into the middle of the street. She...
My Mom’s Spell (Part Four)

My Mom’s Spell (Part Four)

This time it was a craft session. There were painting pattern at the poster board that was given to us already. We would make a hat from that paper. After cutting out carefully with the guidance of the teacher, later the paper will be glued on the right place and...

My Mom’s Spell (Part One)

Chapter II My Mom’s Spell The sound of bell brass pinged from a distance by Mrs. Yanizar. All my friends cheered. It was the end of the draw lessons session we have had. One by one or in groups children came forward to collect their drawings. Rudin, one of my...

“Sepur Tumbuk’s” Driver (Part Five)

“Hands on”, exclaimed Mrs. Yati as she raised her hands above his head. My friends soon mimicked what was done by the teacher. I raised my hand with hesitation. “Hands to the side”, so then Mrs. Yati ordered to children while giving an example....

“Sepur Tumbuk’s” Driver (Part Two)

Row of shade trees in front and behind us chasing slowly. The trees were moving closer and away, we were riding in a rickshaw along the way yo my first school. Trees that shading the passers-by were mostly tamarind. There are also some accacia trees. After a while...
God Save The Queen (Part Eight)

God Save The Queen (Part Eight)

Father ordered me to enroll in SMAN 6 in Buring Village. Buring Village was indeed close to our residence. He said that having schools everywhere were the same. At that time I believed in my father, years later I learned that my father’s words were big nonsense....
God Save The Queen (Part Seven)

God Save The Queen (Part Seven)

Some friends then invited me to join and joke until almost nine sharp, when we were going to went home. One by one friend started saying goodbye, so did me anyway. I also said goodbye to Ira. After shaking my hands, she held up a piece of paper without saying anything...
God Save The Queen (Part Six)

God Save The Queen (Part Six)

“Nit, please ask Ira’s address in the Netherlands,” I told Nita, Triarsi Yanitasari. A good friend who was quite tall for most of us. She was beautiful as well. “Why Mit ?,” asked Nita in surprise. “Nothing, Nit.” “Do...
God Save The Queen (Part Five)

God Save The Queen (Part Five)

We, the former eighth graders, the last class at our Junior High School, held our own farewell parties. Eight B class had their own party, as well as 8C class. We from 8A class would hold a farewell at Ira’s house in “Bareng Kartini Hutment”. The...
God Save The Queen ( Part Four )

God Save The Queen ( Part Four )

All of my friends were mingling at school. The classes where we previously conducted the exams were left blank. They were laughing and tell stories in the schoolyard. I secretly broke away and headed for the classroom where Ira did her evaluation exam. I went to...
God Save The Queen ( Part Three )

God Save The Queen ( Part Three )

I really fulfilled my promise to my mother to study for the evaluation exam in the afternoon until the evening at that day. But afterward, I relapsed to my laziness and angered at my father. I was not learning anymore instead. And it escaped my mother’s...
God Save The Queen (Part Two)

God Save The Queen (Part Two)

“Why?.” “The lesson is all so easy yet, never needed to learn them anyway.” My mother smiled wisely, apparently, she could understand my annoyance. Like other children, of course, I also had the ideals to continue college and pursue a...
God Save The Queen (Part One)

God Save The Queen (Part One)

Chapter XI God Save The Queen I entered the eighth grade, the last class in SD / SMP PPSP IKIP Malang. That year meant I had to prepare for the National Final Evaluation to determine my graduation from the Junior High School. In Indonesia, now such Evaluation is...
Teens Love Romantism (Part Seven)

Teens Love Romantism (Part Seven)

“You startled me, Mit!.” “What if I become a nun?.” To me it was so impossible. Ira joined the Islamic Religion class that Pak Abduh to us altogether. It means that she’s as Muslim as me. I couldn’t imagine if she ever really became...
Teens Love Romantism (Part Six)

Teens Love Romantism (Part Six)

I had been starting to notice Ira about my second semester in seventh grade. At that time, Mrs. Indrawati placed us sitting next to her English lessons. Her body was very fragrant. Maybe it was because of the expensive soap she wore every day. Ira was the daughter of...