
The lively and lively singing voice of the children made a beautiful girl with her soft ponytail hair waving in the wind carry the atmosphere. Several times the joyful laughter escaped from her thin lips along with the children who were writhing spoiled in both hands. They repeated the same lyrics over and over again while playing a light game.
"Well kids.we rest first yes, trim your clothes first, we wash our hands and go to class in an orderly manner." orders beautiful girls who turned out to be their teacher's mother.
" Good mama Mitha." they answered simultaneously and hurried to do what the teacher said with a cheerful face and humorous babble in a simple manner. A senior teacher guided them back to reading. Afterwards, Mitha came out and headed for the other class. TK zero small.
The school had four equally large rooms. Two are for teaching and learning spaces, one is for indoor play spaces and another is for teachers. The rest is only toilets and playgrounds that are protected by high fences to keep children safe. Mitha also only taught three times during the week because her college time clashed with teaching hours.
If earlier Mitha was busy with big zero Kindergarten students who were very friendly and friendly to her, this time he will help his colleague teach a small Kindergarten whose students are quite a lot and still need extra guidance to adapt to the new school. No doubt most of them are passive and shy will be very troublesome. This is when the role of the teacher is necessary.
Mitha said her greetings and was answered timidly by the children. Two circles have been formed to facilitate teachers to teach. A woman of Mitha's age seemed busy teaching the students one by one. Smile from his lips when he saw Mitha's arrival.
"Where's Ge?" mitha whispered to the young teacher who turned out to be Gea. His co-worker at the bakery. The cute girl gave her thumbs up the sign everything was fine and signaled Mitha to teach in the other circle.
It has been six months that Mitha joined Gea and Asri, her mother who happened to be a permanent teacher at TK Pelangi mother on Gea's offer. TK they do need additional teachers as the interest of students to study there increases. Initially Gea hesitated because she knew Mitha's background as a rich child. But looking at Mitha's personality and humble attitude, she no longer hesitated to offer a job as a kindergarten teacher whose salary was indeed not much.
"Mith, are you a hostel?" gea asked whispered as they sat close together while continuing to guide her sometimes fussy or confused foster child.
"Zahra said that?" ask Mitha.
"I mean him." said Gea unkindly. Actually it is not his right to interfere in the affairs of his best friend's family.
"Yes. There's another problem." Mitha replied short.
"hmmm.sorry yes." this time Gea was more and more unwell.
"What's wrong. Later on the story. Or.want to play at my boarding house and Zahra? Our room is next door."
"Can you?"
"Yes, I can."
"Ntar malem only, when we get home from the store. So the zahra was put away?"
"Yes. He got the shift this morning."
The day went by cheerfully until the time of school came. Mitha and Gea immediately got up and led the prayer, not forgetting to greet the children who lined up neatly and came out one by one from there.
"Lho Mith, that's Kiara why haven't you picked up yet?" Gea pointed to the sweet white boy with his beautiful bangs still sitting under the tree, waiting for his invitation.
"Normally who's picking up?" mitha asked as she looked at the fence. There's no one.
"Lack of knowing too. He's usually picked up before we get him back."
"Kiara hasn't been picked up yet? Mitha asked kindly while stroking her soft head shoots. The little girl nodded. It seems like she feels uncomfortable. Mitha immediately sat down and asked him to have a chat. Gea returned to class to clean it up before returning home.
" Who's picking Kiara up anyway?"
"It's usually auntie who picked up the teacher's mom."
"Call Mitha ma'am yes." Mitha's proposal was greeted with a nod of small Kiara.
"That aunt...kia's aunt?"
"No. Auntie's Kia's nanny."
"Owh...Kia's mother works?"
"Yes." Yeah."
"Well, she has mom's cell phone number? let Mitha mommy come to pick up Kia at school. Maybe her aunt forgot." and as quickly as lightning the sweet little boy opened his bag, grabbed the mama's business card and handed it to Mitha.
Not yet had time to do anything, a black luxury car stopped in front of the school fence. Mitha and Kiara turned their heads inquisitively as two people descended simultaneously from different doors and walked towards them.
Almost Mitha's heart stopped beating when she saw who was coming. A handsome man complete with his sunglasses that make him become very charming and a beautiful woman like a model with a luxurious work suit. Eagle and Sindy.
"Good day teacher.ehh.this is not...." Sindy hung up her sentence, trying to digest what was in front of her.
"I am Mitha who yesterday sis." said Mitha then as she extended her hand, shaking hands.
"Wow.the world is narrow yes, we always meet. So Mitha's mom is Kia's teacher?" ask Sindy kindly. Mitha simply nodded politely, trying to avoid staring at the Eagle who would of course do the same to her. The eagle hated him.
"Sore as a courier, morning by Kindergarten. Like a volatile girl who has no skills." said Eagle who tried not to be responded by Mitha by choosing silence.
"Don't Lang." Sindy said unkindly. Twice he saw the eagle talking sadistically to his sister.
"Bu good teacher kok om, it was Nemenin Mitha waiting for mama same om come." bela little Kiara. Hearing him, the Eagle smiled and raised his tiny body in his warm sling.
"Oh yeah? How about the same teacher?" tanyanya warm. Kiara laughed happily and hugged the Eagle's neck tightly. Beautiful interactions, as if they were indeed the father and son of a happy family. Suddenly there was a throbbing pain in Mitha's chest. I don't know why.
"Yank, come!" he said lightly as he grabbed Sindy's fingers and took her away.
"Ehmm.bu Mitha, thank you for looking after Kia. We say goodbye first." he said as he waved his hand which Mitha did not reply at all. The beautiful girl chose to immediately turn her body around and enter her class. The second meeting that hurt again.