
Fitri just kept quiet to see mom like that.
“Mamas don't have to struggle. Not well. We have to keep sharing,” whispered Fitri. He also did not want to fuss with the parents of other students.
Daffa nodded. He was like his father just silent and smiling looking at the child's attitude like that.
“Let's all in, we line up first huh?” the teacher said he invited all the students to class when the bell rang.
“Mama outside yes, same papa,” whispered Fitri. Daffa could have been left behind. But it was only 90 minutes in class, so Fitri decided she would just wait for every Daffa school.
“Iya,” says Daffa.
Fitri and several other mothers sat outside. Fitri sees Daanish playing in the sand with her husband.
“Oalah Ma'am, if I had already rampaged the toy that my son was holding was seized like that,” reprimanded a mother to Fitri.
“People like that later will also get their own stones. The important thing is that we teach the child something good. We teach all good things to children from an early age, not necessarily the result of our children will be good results. If we teach the bad later the result will certainly be bad.”
“Sama aja we plant rice must be a lot of grass that comes to grow it means that even though we plant goodness not necessarily our children so good but if we plant grass, we will not be able to harvest rice. So if we instill evil there can be no good. That is my principle and my husband. I try to instill all the best for my child,” explained Fitri relaxed.
“We agree. Mbak Fitri same Mas Yanto is really an exemplary parent,” said an eyang who drove his grandson.
“Negak Bu, we both learned kok,” replied Fitri low.
Of the clothes all will not think Fitri is a city person because indeed he since girls just do not like to preen or wear branded clothes. The important thing is that he likes and is good for him is what he wears.
“Sorry that, not my driver. That's my husband, ” Fitri replied because Farhan's mother rebuked Yanto who played with Daanish.
“Suy? Does he not work?” tanya Ina humbled.
“My husband is a driver. So we got on our mole car,” Fitri said low.
“Oh so huh? So it's good to be everywhere bring the jury car for family purposes.”
“Iya our coach loves to borrow if the school schedule, because my husband performs well.” replied Fitri.
“Oh only driver.”
“Iya Ma'am. Thank God my husband is a driver,” Fitri reply. Farhan's mother also immediately considered Fitri inferior.
“But at least we got permission from the employer using his personal car. Not using government. The koq service car is used for personal use, only for school pick-up. If anyone reports to the boss later the car is confiscated instead can not style the car yes ma'am. Is the husband so use the motor to the office because the mother who uses his service car?” ask Yanto who is loud so that all the mothers who are among the children hear all.
“Pak Yanto yuragan koq car ngaku use car employer anyway?” chirps a mother.
“Lha my employer is Daffa's mother. He's the one who's got all my effort. I'm just his personal driver, even though since High School my wife has used a private car,” replied Yanto lightly while sitting next to his wife who only had a sweet smile.