ALYA DIARY

72

"No motorbike there."

Inner Angga who just came and parked his motorcycle in the special parking lot of teachers.

"There are no hours."

Angga still spoke in his own heart as he opened his t-shirt and took off his helmet and put it in the rearview mirror of his motorcycle.

"He should have, there is a teaching hour today why this hour has not come yet."

Angga looked back as soon as he heard the sound of a motorcycle approaching him.

"It doesn't turn out."

Seemed disappointed that came turned out not to be the person he meant.

"What permission times yes, but in the group also there is no permission and duty from him."

Angga sat on his motorbike without realizing Bu Laras who had come to pay attention to him.

"Mister, morning - morning daydreaming in the parking lot."

Canda Bu Laras Hotel.

"No papa ma'am."

He answered with a smile and looked clumsy.

"Wait for who sir."

Bu Laras is still interrogating him usually Pak Angga if he comes directly into the room and is at the gate to discipline students.

"No ma'am, it's almost 7 o'clock."

Angga looked at his watch to distract Bu Laras and he walked towards the teacher's room.

"Weird Mr. Angga, wait for who the hell is."

Gerrutu Bu Laras while looking to his right and left no one who came only their students who started running into the gate because soon it will be closed.

Angga immediately took off his jacket and placed it on his chair.

"Sir Angga."

Call Mr. Ahmad.

"Yes Mr. Ahmad."

Angga turned towards the source of the voice.

"Sir Angga has the first hour."

"It seems like there's no sir."

"This is Mr. Angga, this is Bu Alya whose motorcycle has leaked and must enter the workshop. He told me that if he was late he could probably exchange hours with Pak Angga instead of empty students. Pak Angga goes to the first hour and later Pak Angga's clock will be filled by Bu Alya."

"Oh so sir, well Sir I'm willing."

" Thank you very much, sir, for your cooperation."

"Yes the same sir."

Pak Ahmad also left Angga who immediately took his teaching book and immediately entered the class in place of Alya clock because he arrived late.

"Look where the bike is, pity him."

Inner Angga while tidying up the book that he will bring into class.

Angga then left the teacher's room and headed for class because the first hour bell had also rung.

"May he be well. It's usually morning to get here."

Angga along the corridor leading to his class he still spoke to himself in his heart.

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In a workshop

Alya sat pensively observing his motorcycle that had to change tires because it was stuck in nails to tear.

"Allah, O Allah, is saved."

When Alya just walked about 15 minutes out of his house suddenly felt his motorbike look good.

Alya pulled over and it turned out that the rear motorcycle tire was stuck in a nail and because he did not immediately realize it so the tire is sobel because it was made to continue.

Alya pushed his motorcycle not too far because fortunately there was a workshop that was open in the morning.

After getting the workshop Alya contacted Joko because he was there teaching the first hour it can be ascertained he must be late so he contacted Joko to ask for help convey to Mr. Ahmad but unfortunately that day Joko had a holiday and it is recommended to directly contact the vice principal of curriculum.

"Mak is already."

His father who had a workshop broke Alya's daydream.

"Oh yes sir, how many sir."

After his father mentioned his nominal Alya immediately gave money and rushed to go to school.

Arriving at the school was past the first hour, he took a short break before entering the class because it had been replaced by Pak Angga.

"Bu Alya is okay - napa Kan."

Ask Bu Laras who heard his motorcycle was leaking.

"Alhamdulillah no papa ma'am."

Alya replied with a smile.

"Thank God, Mom, we don't know what's going to happen when we're on the road."

"Yes, Mom."

About 20 minutes passed Alya was prepared to enter the class because Pak Angga's lesson was almost finished. He also brought his book and wanted to wait in front of the class because it felt bad already troublesome Pak Angga.

"He hasn't come yet."

Inner Angga before closing his lesson.

"Thank you for today, the next lesson schedule will be filled by Bu Alya. Please don't leave class you will see if Ms. Alya has arrived first."

"Good Sir."

After Angga his subjects with the greeting Angga pum opened the door of the class..

"Simplets.."

Alya who was waiting for him in front turned towards the open door.

Their eyes were fixed and a smile rose on Angga's lips which made Alya smile.

"Mrs Alya, we've arrived. How can Alya not be papa."

Cecar Angga who seemed to worry about him.

"Alhamdulillah I'm not papa, sorry sir so troublesome Pak Angga has changed hours."

"No problem, ma'am. We have to help each other."

"Thank you again."

Alya said with a smile and lowered her head.

"Same - same Mom."

"I'm sorry sir, you go to class first."

"Please ma'am, the children are conditioned."

Said Angga kindly.

"Thank you sir."

Alya entered the room and Angga was still in front looking at him until he went inside.

"Thank God be good - He is good."

His mind with a relieved smile.

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