Beloved Student Religious Teacher

Prayerfully

Shortly thereafter, Hanan arrived. All the students and students greeted me politely. Every religious lesson, must always read Asmaul Husna together and after that Hanan began to study and learning. Zahra, not paying much attention and daydreaming, did not realize that her name had been called.

"Zahra.." call Fany while glancing at the teacher's desk.

"Present sir 5" he said in a lazy tone.

"Zahra, today you picket, please take a book in the library" Hanan said as he opened the package book he brought.

"Yes sir" he replied and immediately stood up leaving the classroom.

Zahra came out with her laziness. His step slowly until pulled by Fany who faithfully accompanied him to pick up books in the library which is quite far away.

"The road is flattering dong, ntar was scolded by Mr. Hanan" said Fany while holding his arm.

Zahra tries to let go of Fany's hand. "Ishh. What the fuck, you do not want to tinker can, sick know my hand" he complained.

"Well, anyway why, every time you go to school is always a males, mending kaga do not go to school is easy" Fany released his hand.

"Easy, easy nutmeg Lo pe*ng, Lo si said easy, I'm the one who mengjalaninnya difficult" complained Zahra again.

"Well, why are you still dizzy?" ask Fany with a ketus.

"No Fan, it's been light" he replied gently because he was lazy to be questioned like a celebrity who was being interviewed by reporters.

"So that my schedule pickets always he sivet, I am the student whaan si, but other teachers also not.. Aaarrrrggghhh. nyebelin terribly si" murmured Zahra in his heart while walking ahead of Fany.

"Eh was staying, you weird kid." Fany grumbled as she walked up to him.

After they picked up the package book, they immediately returned to the classroom. Zahra put her package book on the table by the door then took one for herself and immediately sat down in its place. Hanan who saw him only shook his head.

"Fany stops, let Zahra share it, I tell Zahra not you" Hanan told Fany who was distributing the package book.

Fany stopped and sat on his stool, while Zahra rolled her eyes lazily, stomping her feet then went to share her book until the last book reached her friends and after that Zahra returned to her seat after she finished sharing but her steps stopped because Hanan called her back.

"Zahra" he called her short.

"Why again sir, I have taken it, and have shared it according to your wishes. Now what else sir, do I need to stand on the field again until fainting" he said by holding back the resentment buried in his heart.

"Actually you are sincere or not. This has all become your duty as a picket officer, I only want your duty" Hanan said while frowning.

"Why you should order me, there are still many children who picket today. Is it just my name in your brain right now?" replied Zahra who was already upset.

Hanan stood up and looked at Zahra with an angry face but not yet.

"Now you come with me, ablution and prayer and all children also participate in ablution who do not participate in ablution can work on package books pages 152-156" he said while closing his book violently and then rushed to the musholla available at his school.

Zahra looked at her female friends. His forehead creased in astonishment with his female friends who were still silent on the spot.

"Why are you silent, just heard Mr. Hanan's words" said Zahra.

"We're all in trouble today" replied one of his friends.

Zahra gawked in disbelief, looking at the roughly 10 schoolgirls who remained seated in her chair. Zahra was upset and stomped her feet violently and straight out of her class.

"Aaarrrrggghhhh is such a bitch, why is everyone getting stuck today, aahhhh shit" he muttered in annoyance and exhaled violently.

Zahra wudhu and then went straight into the musholla and put on the mukena. Zahra sat down and read the Qur'an. Mr. Hanan came and smiled when he saw Zahra reading the Qur'an.

"O Allah, forgive me my sins and my parents, and make their sustenance, O Allah.. And O Allah, do you know that you know that this man who is now my priest is a pain. Why did you meet me with a teacher like God. Why did he come to compel me, O God, please help me to keep me away from him. I beg of God.. Amen.." said Zahra's prayer in his heart.

"O Allah may this disciple who is now my makmum immediately close his law and change for the better, O Allah, please help me so that he can be closer to you and can enter in your paradise, God... Amin ya rabbal alamin." said the prayer Mr. Hanan in his heart.

Zahra folded up the face and the prayer rug she had put on and put it back into place. Zahra will come out of the musholla and also Mr. Hanan, but they stop his steps because when passing by.

"Father first" said Zahra.

"You go first, you're younger" Hanan replied as he pointed at the door.

"Father first because the older one" Zahra said again.

"You go first because women always come first" Hanan replied again.

"Father who is entitled first because the father of the priest who is always in front of women" Zahra pinta once again with patience.

"Stay the woman that comes first" replied Hanan again who had upset Zahra.

Zahra felt a headache if she had to argue with a religious teacher who she thought was annoying so, that she came out first and immediately passed from the musholla.

Zahra in class doesn't wear her shoes anymore, she purposely doesn't use them.

"Zahra, put on your shoes" said Mr. Hanan later when he entered his class.

"Hem. yes sir.but do not I doang sir, look at the descendants of the father of adam-adam also do not wear shoes. It must be ordered also dong, as if I will be the only one at fault in this" he said with annoyance while wearing his shoes and pointing at men.

Zahra did not realize that Hanan was in front of her, so she raised her head after tying her two shoelaces. Hanan placed his hand on Zahra's table and looked at her.

"If you're talking to an older person, it should be with a polite attitude and tone of speech. This is not your parents' school. The parents who have this school are not as outrageous as you, so you have to keep the attitude." Hanan threatened with his heavy voice.

"Well yes indeed sir, they people have to keep their image, I am a person who does not have so free to do anything, and well, well, not necessarily the person who has a heart is not as good as the poor" said Zahra while looking at Mr. Hanan and bring his face closer.

Zahra immediately threw her rough eyes and fixed her seat and began to do her job.

Everyone looked at the direction of the commotion, looking at the different commotion, not like the commotion of a teacher and a student, but like a lover, that was what the left brain of his friends thought. And his right brain says it is impossible if they are lovers because of his opposite attitude and nature.

"Have not been ignored, you just continue the task and later if we have finished correction together" Hanan ordered to his students.

"Alright sir" replied all the disciples except Zahra who was still indifferent.

"patience to Zahra, all the teachers are annoying" murmured in his heart and refocused in his lesson.

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