VLADD just got home from school. He looks heavy. Last hour, computer class. And Mr. Bangke, the computer teacher whose real name is Bambang Eko but cruelly shortened by the children, just goes around forcing Vladd to become an assistant. Vladd was told to disassemble the CPU. Forced to upgrade the cricket computer. Aren't you tired? Just because Vladd is good at computers.
What's even more annoying is that Vladd's classmate is enjoying himself. Some people are playing games. There are those who are bothered by their tamagotchi (the people clean their poop, weigh them, turn on the AC, de-el-el the baby sitter's job). There are also those who don't care about holding dollar social gatherings. Anyway, it's really messy!
Maybe Yudiantara was the only one who cared about Vladd. Since Vladd became the sole candidate to participate in the International Mathematics Competition, Yudiantara has become jealous. Why not?
Initially he was appointed by the school to represent Indonesia. Eh, without a message or impression, suddenly Vladd was the one who replaced him. It's clear that Yudiantara is hurt, and is naturally jealous when he sees Vladd. That's why every time Yudiantara always finds fault with Vladd. Who knows, Vladd might make a fatal mistake that could be ridiculed. It's possible, Vladd mentioned that the processor is a compressor. Or say microchips become microwaves or potatochips. Maybe, right? Anyway, look for Vladd's mistakes as thoroughly as possible. Make Vladd embarrassed!
And in class this afternoon, Mr. Bangke smiled to himself, observing Vladd's sophistication. "With skills like this, Vladd doesn't need any more technician courses. He can already receive calls," commented Mr. Bangke.
The kids are just being indifferent, no one is paying attention to Mr. Bangke's jokes. The only one who reacted was Yudiantara, who answered annoyingly, "Then you go home, Vladd. My room's AC is broken!"
Vladd was just indifferent, not paying attention to Yudiantara's words. Keep busy dismantling the computer. In fact, Mr. Bangke became annoyed, "AC and computer working systems are different, Yudi! I thought you were a smart kid!? How can you say stupid words like that!"
Yudiantara's face turned red. His lips pouted. Vladd glanced over
Yudiantara grinned. It didn't take long for the comments to be offended
Yudiantara appears again.
"Still a long time, Vladd?" he asked while yawning widely. "If so, I'll order a burger first at the canteen. I'm hungry!"
Without waiting for Vladd's answer, Yudiantara immediately pressed his cellphone. Please call the canteen. Suddenly Mr. Bangke hit the table. It wasn't just Vladd who was nearby who was shocked. But the whole class was shocked too.
"You think I like teaching here? Do you think that with a high salary, I can be taught less by students? Don't play around, okay? Maybe at home you are used to being rude to your parents. But here, in my class, the rude ones are welcome. put your feet up. Get out of this class!" Mr. Bangke shouted, full of emotion.
The class suddenly fell silent. Those at the dollar social gathering, those playing Tamagotchi, those chatting, everyone was silent.
Mr Bangke turned to Vladd.
"Vladd, try to keep going. Class can't be dismissed before Vladdvanio finishes his work."
Here and there there were sounds of groaning. Vladd became nervous. It's not good, because he's a classmate he's stuck going home. Vladd was forced to take out his remote control. Pressing the sleep button silently directed the entire class. Including Mr. Bangke. Suddenly the whole class fell silent, only the sound of snoring in response to each other could be heard. Then Vladd pointed the remote at the computer he was dismantling. Pressing the rebuilt button. In an instant, the computer that Vladd had dismantled was neat again. Once again Vladd pressed the remote button, waking everyone up. Everyone woke up, and were amazed.
"Done, Vladd? How fast did you work?" said Mr. Bangke in awe.
The classmates cheered happily because they could go home quickly. Only Yudiantara was smiling. The anger is increasing!
That's the story of why Vladd was bored.
And this afternoon Vladd fell asleep soundly in his room. Knocking on the door and the sound of the alarm didn't succeed in waking him up. Aunt Zuleha, who wanted to deliver tea time dishes to Vladd's room, panicked. Vladd was scared for some reason. Maryati especially. He immediately mobilized orblak reinforcements (back people) to break down the door to Vladd's room.
Security guard Lukijo immediately appeared with his security equipment, Mr. Narsakip along with his gardening equipment. Aunt Zuleha and Maryati? They were excited to bring cooking utensils. All with one goal: Vladd survives!
In front of the door to Vladd's room, the orblak gathered. Again the alarm sounded loudly.
"How about it, Mar? Just break it in?" Lukijo asked excitedly.
"Just a moment," said Maryati, gesturing to Aunt Zuleha. Aunt Zuleha nodded.
Not long after, the front of Vladd's room was filled with the sound of a kitchen orchestra. The compact duet between Maryati and Bik Zuleha became even louder with the sound of Security Guard Lukijo's bat banging on the door. Narsakip can't lose. The lawnmower opened and closed loudly. His voice was heart-wrenching. They made a lot of noise to get Vladd to wake up.
"Stop! Stooopp!" shouted Maryati.
Suddenly the reckless orchestra stopped. Maryati put her ear to Vladd's bedroom door. Quiet. There wasn't any sound. Only the sound of the alarm keeps going off.
"Smashed?" asked Lukijo, Narsakip, Bik Zuleha, in unison.
Maryati nodded.
The orblak took steps to break in. As soon as they broke in simultaneously, the door to Vladd's room opened wide. Everyone fell down. Vladd sat on the edge of his bed (still holding the door remote), rubbing his eyes. This isn't a dream, right?
"Why are you here?" Vladd asked while yawning widely. He was still very sleepy.
"Sorry, Mas Vladd," said Maryati shyly, getting up from her fall, followed by the others. "After that, sir, there was no sound. The alarm kept going off, the door was knocked loudly. There was no answer. So we thought..."
"I am dead?" Vladd snapped, annoyed.
"Yes, I won't die, sir!" Aunt Zuleha was crying.
Security guard Lukijo grinned and replied, "A bit faint, I see, sir!"
"Anyway, Mas Vladd makes people worry!" Narsakip added, accidentally brandishing his garden scissors.
"That's it, that's it! Come out! Get your sharp weapons out of my room!" chased Vladd away fiercely.
The orblak group flocked out of the room. Vladd closed the door to his room with the remote. It didn't take long for Vladd to grin to himself. It turned out that when he came home from school because he was really sleepy, Vladd remoted himself to sleep. He forgot how powerful his influence was. Luckily, Maryati CS had taken the initiative to cause a commotion in front of her room. If not, until tomorrow morning Vladd will still be sleeping soundly.
While having dinner with his parents, Mami Smirnov and Papi Eraisuli (which was very rare), Vladd was asked by his mother about the excitement this afternoon.
"Vladd, Mami heard that this afternoon you slept like someone passed out, right?"
"Who said it? Maryati?" Vladd was carelessly spooning his crab soup.
"Everyone says!" Mr. Eraisuli also commented.
Vladd snorted in annoyance. Just like that, it makes a scene.
"Why do you set alarms, use remotes for all the doors, but it's hard for you to wake up. What's the point, Vladd?" Mami scolded me
Vladd is getting increasingly violent
Vladd was just silent. Too lazy to answer. Then his mother's scolding could get longer. But instead of being silent, Mami Smirnov became even more exciting.
"Don't do whatever you want, Vladd. Just because Mami and Papi are rarely at home, that doesn't mean you can do whatever you want. Mami and Papi expect a lot from you. Don't disappoint your parents. You don't know how hard it is to earn money. What about Mami? Dad..."
"Okay, Mami, let's continue talking later. After eating. Now we all want to enjoy dinner together," interrupted Mr. Eraisuli, wisely.
Mom shut up. If Mr. Eraisuli opened his mouth, no one would dare to argue. And Mami Smirnov looked like she couldn't wait for dinner to end to continue her tirade at Vladd. What a joke, Vladd just keeps adding to it. So the meal didn't end. Mum is very upset. As soon as the last bite of Vladd's caramel pudding entered her mouth, Mami couldn't hold it in any longer.
"Well, Vladd, Mami, you know. Why do you like to do whatever you want? What do you want?"
"Mom! Vladd still wants to add pudding," said Vladd mischievously.
"That's right, Mi. Can't Mami wait a little longer?" said Mr. Eraisuli defending Vladd.
Mami pouted.
"Yeah, yeah, just keep eating. Your stomach will explode!"
"MOM!" Mr. Eraisuli scolded fiercely.
Vladd feels uncomfortable alone. He put down the small fork. "Okay, Vladd has eaten. What did Mami ask earlier?"
"What do you want?" Mami repeated excitedly.
Vladd's forehead frowned. What is it? It seems like he doesn't want anything.
All the needs are available. Vladd was confused when asked that.
Seeing Vladd so confused, Mami Smirnov became even more annoyed.
"What do you want, Vladd? New audio video? KOI? new computer? What? You just have to say it. Now Mami can contact the shop, ask for the goods to be delivered here. Whatever, Vladd, as long as you don't do it yourself."
Suddenly Vladd smiled mysteriously.
"Is that right, Mi? Vladd can I ask for anything?"
Mami Smirnov nodded quickly.
"As long as you don't ask to get married, okay, Mi," said Mr. Eraisuli hilariously.
Mr. Eraisuli and Mami Smirnov giggle together. Vladd groaned.
"Come on, what?" challenge Mami again.
"If it's possible, Vladd just asks to change schools," said Vladd finally.
"WHAT???" Vladd's mother and father shouted together.
"Yes, Vladd, you can change schools."
Mami Smirnov hurriedly wiped her mouth with a napkin and said firmly, "Did you know, Vladd? Your school is the best and most expensive school in Indonesia. The education standards are international.
The facilities are the most complete. If you want to move, you have to go to a quality school too. At least not in Europe or America," said Mami, turning to her husband. "Isn't that right, Pi?"
Mr. Eraisuli nodded slightly.
"But Vladd doesn't want to go to school outside. Vladd just wants to stay here!" said Vladd, insistently.
"Okay, that means you stay at the same school. Don't move!" stressed Smirnov.
Vladd got annoyed. "Earlier Vladd was asked what you wanted. Vladd already said it, in fact it's forbidden!" Vladd sulked then left the dining table.
"VLADD!!!" shouted Smirnov.
Vladd nonchalantly went to his room. Mami Smirnov wanted to pursue it, but Eraisuli stopped her. "Let me, Mi. Let Vladd go to his room."
Mami looked at Eraisuli, panicked.
"How's it going, Pi? Vladd's starting to get crazy!"
Eraisuli shook her head slowly.
"Maybe not. Maybe he's just bored with school."
"How are you bored? Vladd School is the school with the most extracurricular activities. There is mini golf, equestrian arena, fitness, Olympic swimming pool, theater, opera house. Ah, basically the sports facilities and arts unit are complete! Where is the canteen, very complete. From traditional Indonesian food , Japanese, Korean, Thai, Vietnamese, Singaporean, even Western food, it's all there. Where is the canteen accepting delivery orders for classes. Are there other schools in Indonesia like that? Are there any, Pi?" Smirnov babbled at length.
"Yes, yes, I know. But if Vladd wants to change schools, that's fine," said Eraisuli calmly.
"Is that okay? Papa is being reckless!"
"You listen first, then comment!" Eraisuli's voice rose. "Let Vladd try another school. If he feels that the school is much better, he will definitely ask to go back to his old school."
Smirnov stared at Eraisuli, doubtful.
"But, Pi, can you change schools at will?"
Suddenly Eraisuli burst out laughing.
"You forgot, right? I know the owner of the Vladd school. The credit to build the school also came from one of the banks where I was a commissioner."
"So?" Smirnov is still not convinced.
"No problem! Vladd can get in and out of school as easily as he changes clothes."
Eraisuli laughed again. Smirnov smiled with relief.
In short, Vladd got a green lamp to change schools. Vladd was very happy. He chose a school that was not half-hearted, a private school with dubious status. The school building is just adjacent to an elementary school building. So Vladd High School starts in the afternoon because in the morning the building is used by elementary school students.
Apart from that, the teachers are also not right. Because the salary is small, teaching is also fun. If teaching is his hobby, he gives notes from dikat (which is written on the blackboard by a student while he himself is busy nodding off at his desk). But more often teachers are absent from teaching. It's normal, goofing off somewhere else where the salary is big.
Of course, Vladd's presence at the "cheeky" school caused a stir. All teachers, even the principal, respect Vladd. Vladd is like a golden boy. Whatever you say you do. Give any suggestion, it will be approved. Vladd's school friends are also all good to Vladd. Moreover, Vladd often invited them to spend weekends at Eraisuli's luxury villa in the Puncak area or his Caribbean-style cottage in Anyer. It's clear that Vladd's friends are very happy. Usually they are at the top of their weekends at the mall. Just window shopping. Look for something cool and free. After all, I couldn't afford to buy it.
And unfortunately, Vladd looks very at home at his new school. He seemed to have forgotten all the sophisticated facilities he had experienced at his old school. Vladd really enjoys going home from school by public transportation (bus, metromini, microbus, bajaj, motorbike taxi, etc). And I'm no longer afraid of being compassed like before. In fact, he already knew several terminal thugs, who always respected Vladd because Vladd was never stingy in giving him money for cigarettes.
Vladd can only take the bus home from school, because when he goes to school, Mami Smirnov forces Vladd to be taken by a private car. Vladd also starts to forget his subnotebook and magic remote control. He felt that these objects were not suitable to be brought to school. With such sophisticated objects, Vladd will look very "different". He doesn't want that. .
That's it, Mami Smirnov is confused. He didn't think Vladd could be "popular" at all. At first, Smirnov and Eraisuli were sure that Vladd would not like going to school in such a dirty place. But in fact their guess was completely wrong.
In the bedroom, Mami Smirnov vented her thoughts to Eraisuli who was almost asleep.
"What do you think, sir? Vladd really feels at home in that rundown school! What should we do?"
"Well, what else?" said Eraisuli, a mixture of resignation and sleepiness.
"Take action, sir! Move Vladd to his old school!" Smirnov was thrilled.
"What if he doesn't want to?"
"Force! Give him the promise of good shares in your collection. Offer him to travel the world as he pleases. Or whatever, sir, the important thing is that Vladd can go back to his old school."
"Okay, tomorrow we'll talk to him," answered Eraisuli and then started snoring.
Smirnov looked at his husband annoyed.
The next morning Vladd was actually tried. Mami Smirnov talks (read: grumbles) from Sabang to Merauke. Vladd just doesn't care. As soon as Eraisuli started talking, Vladd listened.
"Now it's like this, Vladd. You move to the old school or you don't have to go to school at all. But if you choose not to go to school, please leave this house," said Eraisuli firmly.
Vladd was silent for a moment. Thinking hard, suddenly he smiled sweetly.
"Okay, Vladd goes back to his old school on one condition."
"What conditions? Don't mess around, Vladd!" Mami Smirnov panicked again.
"It's nothing, Mi. Vladd just wants Papa to donate land and buildings for Vladd's school now. Then it's equipped with a good library, a complete laboratory, and good sports facilities," Vladd challenged Eraisuli. Can you do it, Pi?"
Eraisuli laughed. "You're clever, Vladd! But why?"
"Because Vladd is a pity. While there are schools that are luxurious, the shabby schools have buildings that have to be shared with elementary school buildings. There are no other facilities. How can Indonesian children be smart?
all later, Pi? How can we compete with other countries? How can generations face the third millennium? How can we enter the free market? How can our country become an independent country, where if the dollar continues to rise, we can just be calm like Japan because we don't need to import anything from outside!" •
Eraisuli smiled, patting Vladd's shoulder. Proud.
"Yeah, yeah, Dad will take care of it later. But you don't need to be too sophisticated, right?"
Vlad nodded. "No need, Pi. The important thing is that it is livable"
"You just look like an official, Vladd!" Smirnov patted Vladd on the back and then hurried away.
"Mommy's going first, okay? There's an inauguration for the chairman of the Bajigur factory cooperative in Bogor!"
Vladd and Eraisuli grinned. As soon as Smirnov was out of sight, Eraisuli whispered softly to Vladd,
"Isn't it nice to go to school in a slum place?" Vladd grinned. "It's really delicious, Pi! You have to try it sometime too!"
"Hush! Why can't Papa be told to be a schoolboy again?"
"Uh, yeah, right? Papa's getting old," said Vladd while thinking. "Or just like this. Tomorrow Papa will take his turn being Sapi'i's father."
Eraisuli was stunned, he couldn't connect.
"Who is Sapi'i?"
"Vladd's deskmate. His son is a street sweeper in Cengkareng. There are five of Sapi'i's younger siblings. They're all small. Sapi'i doesn't have a mother anymore. He said he was hit by a train," explained Vladd smoothly. "Do you want to, Pi, replace Sapi'i's father? Just for one day!"
"Papa still doesn't understand." Eraisuli frowned.
"If you're curious about dirty places, Dad can swap jobs with Sapi'i's father. Become a street sweeper and take care of Sapi'i and his five younger siblings. Let Sapi'i's father replace Papi in running the business."
Eraisuli frowned, annoyed.
"You're crazy, Vladd! You're crazy!" his grumbling continued.
Vladd is really nervous.