I open these eyes are still heavy. I let my stupid body awake. I stepped my foot into a small, rundown and cramped bathroom. Which may rarely be encountered. I took the water with my sacred palm and I prepared for the ablution.
10 minutes passed, I had to shower immediately. Before taking a bath, as usual I had to take water in a river far enough from my little palace. I have to go through the various obstacles that hit. The grazing of the grass seemed to inspire me.
I spent half an hour just taking water. After that I hurried to bathe. 'Kinanthi, hurry to school before the people go to work' Said the beautiful woman is my mother who can not do anything anymore because of paralysis since 5 years ago. 'iyaa bu Kinanthi soon leave' I said sebari wear shoes that are not worth using this. Understandably, I, my mother, and one adiku only live without a father. My father has died since 6 years ago when I was 7 years old because of his illness. I'm forced to support my little family as a traditional cake seller to my neighbors and I usually take it to school. Usually early in the morning my mother had made the cake, and before I left I had to peddle the cakes to my neighbors and friends.
35 minutes have passed, I finally got to school. I entered the class with my cookies.
'ihhh, poor child, going to school really have to sell sich? Can not afford to pay tuition? Hahaha .. do not have to eat school ajaa 'Yuri bullied me.
But I just smile back. Because, if I fight with him, it's useless, because it will not solve the problem. I've been mocked often by my friends.
'Kinanthi, sit here' said Rena
'Hay, yes,' I replied.
I sat next to Rena. 'Rena, you are not ashamed, have a friend like me, I'm ugly, poor. As for you, pretty rich anyway 'I asked Rena.
'Uh-so Kin, we are friends not seen from the physical and the wealth. If we've fit into someone, why should we be embarrassed friends with him 'replied Rena who made me smile happy, because in fact I still have friends as well as him.
'but Ren' my reply was full of doubt.
'already-already ...' replied Rena with a smile.
Incoming bell rang, indicating the lesson will begin soon. Oh yeah, this morning our class is Ulangan Ips. The situation becomes silent. I sat in front of Yuri, feeling strange because someone threw paper from behind. I did not want to turn, because I might be mistaken for cheating. The paper also fell, without being deliberately taken the paper by Pak. Sholeh. Pak Sholeh was immediately asked who the paper belongs to whom. It looks like the paper has a cheat sheet. Yuri just accused me, without any obvious evidence.
'Kinanthi sir .. it belongs to Kinanthi' accusations Yuri to me.
I also immediately mebenarkannya 'no sir, it's not mine' I explained
'already-already later Kinanthi and Yuri to the father's room, there's something you want to talk to both of you,' explained Pak. Sholeh
'but pakk .. why should the same me? What am I wrong? ' Yuri argued.
'already, later talked about in my room' snapped Mr. Sholeh.
The atmosphere became rather hot. Time for repeat has run out. Then followed by the next lesson.
Tett ... tettt ... tettt .. the bell breaks it goes off. I went straight out and served Pak Sholeh's room. Tokk tokk tokk, I knocked on the door and then me and Yuri were seated. I was worried.
'this, for the problem of the test had been, do not think, I just want to tell you that both of you less than 1 month will follow the contest nembang and nari level of the Province. Create Kinanthi, you race contest, for Yuri you got to follow the race nembang 'said Pak Sholeh.
'pakk .. but i'm not so smart to dance' I said
'ihh .. what the heck do you, just can not just' mock Yuri
'Quiet Kinanthi, there will be a professional teacher who will teach you' replied Mr. Sholeh.
'sir, but i can not nembang, jembang jawa kan sir?' Yuri asked. 'iyaa later you jembang Java. The song began to be thought of since now 'replied Pak Sholeh
'ohh so ready sir' Yuri replied.
'Yes, you can leave your father's room. Exercise as much as possible 'said Pak Sholeh
'Yes sir, excuse me' I say with Yuri.
We left the pack room of Sholeh. I went straight back to the class, I almost forgot to take my cake to the cafeteria, I finally went to the canteen, to take my cake to the owner of one of the kiosks. Suddenly bu. Minah or the owner of the kiosk I sent my cake to call me
'Kinanthiii .. here ... cepetan' shouted bu Minah who immediately attracted the attention of friends who are in the canteen.
'iyaaa buuu .. what's wrong?' my reply came to Minah.
'Look at this, the cookies you leave, this is what ... why hair can be in your pastries. You want to deflect the name of the stall of the mother 'said Mrs. Minah
'Yaa Allah bu, not buu ... though my house is ugly and dirty but the manufacture of this food is very clean and hygienic.' My reply.
'halah ... clean how .. already take your food .. do not ever you leave this food to the kiosk mother. Find other kiosks' reply bu Minah.
'iyaa buu, sorry yaa bu' reply.
'What kind of test do you give to your poor servant?' I thought.
It turned out that all the work of the Yuri who want to take revenge on me. I know when Yuri laughs and laughs and tells her friends to Adel and Lutfia. I know all Yuri's doing, I do not want to get revenge on Yuri. Let it be, it may be my destiny. The incoming bell rang.
I was studying entirely. The clock was at 1 pm. All the students went home. Before I got home I got the news that the race was held in about 24 days, and tomorrow after school I had a nari training in school.
I saw my unfinished merchandise, finally I decided to peddle my cakes to the market near the school. Though the sun was right above me. One half hour I was in the market. Alhamdullilah, all my merchandise runs out. I feel happy, because I can bring home seplastik rice and sesachet sweet soy sauce. I almost forgot to perform the prayers Dzuhur, I finally searched for the nearest mosque. I take time to pray.
We left the pack room of Sholeh. I went straight back to the class, I almost forgot to take my cake to the cafeteria, I finally went to the canteen, to take my cake to the owner of one of the kiosks. Suddenly bu. Minah or the owner of the kiosk I sent my cake to call me
'Kinanthiii .. here ... cepetan' shouted bu Minah who immediately attracted the attention of friends who are in the canteen.
'iyaaa buuu .. what's wrong?' my reply came to Minah.
'Look at this, the cookies you leave, this is what ... why hair can be in your pastries. You want to deflect the name of the stall of the mother 'said Mrs. Minah
'Yaa Allah bu, not buu ... though my house is ugly and dirty but the manufacture of this food is very clean and hygienic.' My reply.
'halah ... clean how .. already take your food .. do not ever you leave this food to the kiosk mother. Find other kiosks' reply bu Minah.
'iyaa buu, sorry yaa bu' reply.
'What kind of test do you give to your poor servant?' I thought.
It turned out that all the work of the Yuri who want to take revenge on me. I know when Yuri laughs and laughs and tells her friends to Adel and Lutfia. I know all Yuri's doing, I do not want to get revenge on Yuri. Let it be, it may be my destiny. The incoming bell rang.
I was studying entirely. The clock was at 1 pm. All the students went home. Before I got home I got the news that the race was held in about 24 days, and tomorrow after school I had a nari training in school.
I saw my unfinished merchandise, finally I decided to peddle my cakes to the market near the school. Though the sun was right above me. One half hour I was in the market. Alhamdullilah, all my merchandise runs out. I feel happy, because I can bring home seplastik rice and sesachet sweet soy sauce. I almost forgot to perform the prayers Dzuhur, I finally searched for the nearest mosque. I take time to pray.
The sun begins to awaken from sleep. I opened my sweet little window. as usual, I pray and shower immediately. At 6:15 am I was ready to go to school while carrying my mother's cake. I'm so glad that I can help mom. Suddenly when I got to school, I was surprised that the dancing contest was advanced to five days. I'm starting to feel pessimistic I'm sure I will not win. But, with me remembering my mother like that, my spirits back again, I have to spirited, I can definitely. Back home I practiced dancing with Mom. Astuti. I'm planning to bring a Piring Dance. I have to practice hard.
'Mom, dance that plate from where sich?' I asked
'ohh .. that dish dance from Solok city of West Sumatra province' reply bu. Astuti.
'ohhh ... but, bu, why do not I often see dance puring ?, even though I'm at home no tv, I've seen on my neighbor's tv, how about his tv show more outside cultures? Though Indonesian culture is good-bu bu. Strange, children today even more love the outside culture 'I said.
'yes, indeed now more outside cultures just go in. Children today do not know that kecak dance? ' replied Mom. Astuti.
'I know bu, the kecak dance is one of the dances originating from Indonesia precisely from Bali. Is not it? " I replied.
'Is that so true, does Kinanthi know, who first created the kecak dance?' replied Mom. Astuti.
'hmmm, that's Waaa .. waa who is that anyway .. hehehe' reply.
'wayan Limbak makusdnya?' Mother light. Astuti.
'ohyaa bu .. really .. why do not we bring kecak dance?' I asked.
'loh, kecak dance is played tens or even thousands of people who sit around while caking cakk cakk cakk cakk soundless voice' reply Mother. Astuti. 'ohh iyaa hehehe' i replied.
'yaa already, let's learn again, later even not so-so .. less 5 days more .. spirit' reply bu. Astuti.
'wahh, surely bu' reply.