Black Pen

Black Pen
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"So what's your name?" Asked the middle-aged woman, the woman with a million charismatic looks at me sharply I slightly lowered my head for her.


" Sa sa I, Naura Bu" I nervously placed the application file I was carrying right in front of me.


The woman is the owner of the school as well as the principal there, named Nadia Aprilia cape, people used to call her April Ma'am.


"TK Islam Ar-Rahman" Such is the writing that is clearly displayed at every entrance of the class.


"I can't pay you a big wage. Because this school was only about 5 years old, I was only able to give a wage of 350k, how? are you still willing to teach at my place?" He opened the file I gave him, he read one by one the sheets of paper with a serious face.


There was no time to refuse it, it had been too long since I hitchhiked my life at uncle's house. Even though I realized 350k for a month it felt impossible to be enough for me.


However, on the other hand being a Teacher was my dream since childhood, it was an honor for me when someone asked me to teach in his place, an opportunity that might not come twice.


"It doesn't matter to me Mom, what's important to me, as soon as I get a job"


"Whatever happens in your life, just be yourself, no matter how deep the wound is in your mass, no matter how bad you are at that time make yourself better because the best revenge is when you make yourself better again, I understand your sadness even though you have not told me anything. I will listen to you whenever you are ready to tell me, for there is no coincidence in this life. The Lord moves my feet to meet you, He governs all that He wills, keep close to Your Lord, then happiness will be yours". Ms. April smiled at me, she was like a light coming into a very dark room, making me breathe a sigh of relief, like the power I got back.


He is also the number one most active person in the world of Education, he upholds the value and dignity and protects the rights and obligations of children and women.


He said "The woman must be famous, and the fame is divided into two parts, sensation and achievement. So as a great woman becomes famous because of achievement not because of sensation". The phrase echoed so clearly in my ears that it reached the deepest recesses of my heart, a motivation I have always remembered all my life.


Ma'am April is a great woman, she has an eternal beauty, her kindness towards everyone she meets makes her look so perfect.


However, deep within him were stored many secrets that no one knew. He had a bad mass, even almost died at a very young age.


God led him to emigrate until he found a lot of happiness in his life, he was trying to do good to everyone, he believed if happiness was very simple , when it can be useful to others.


"Let's Mom, I introduce you to the children and other Teachers" He stood up straight and walked to class, I followed him from behind.


"Halooo good morning kids, how are you today? we have a new teacher, whose name is yaaaah? uh try dong bu Guru know whose name? everyone stay quiet lest anyone speak" April stood in front of the class, all eyes of the innocent children were on her, the innocent, clear spy, looking at her for a long time made my heart feel calm.


All were silent for a moment, not a single sound came out of their mouths.