Catastrophe In Old House

Men's Player Piano - Episode 17

Cring... Cring... Cring...

My phone suddenly rang, made me shocked and accidentally stabbed my own hand with a pentul needle, must it be from Kelvin, what has he been up?

"Will you get to Vin?" ask me while activating the speaker hp, because now still installing the hijab that was so difficult rapinyan and plus the tip of my index finger sore blood from being pierced by a sharp needle.

"Udah, from earlier in fact, did you achieve Sa? Not usually long like this, black I later if later wait in the sun gini," grumbled Kelvin, who immediately shrieked into my ear because the speaker is active.

"Yes, wait, this is me going down, more so anyway, immediately make black" I replied as I grabbed the bag on the mattress while turning off the phone with Kelvin.

"Vin, he said he was going to the market, what's that absorbent?" I said after I finished visiting the door of the house and put the key under pot number three from the door.

There was no one at home, and usually we always put the keys under the pot, if someone comes home later they can go straight into the house.

"Can't you go to the market?" Kelvin replied while thrusting the helmet at me.

I sighed in surrender to this one child, she had always been like this with Risa. If there were anyone else it would definitely turn one hundred and eighty degrees.

"May Vin, may be, whatever Vin is," I'm ready to wait for this boy to ride his bike.

Aman, Kelvin never speeded when I was behind him, this kid got caught a few months ago. At that time, we were almost late to attend High School. Because Kelvin was overtaken time to advance his motorbike like he had a road and others just contracted. Well that's when Kelvin's back has become a samsak boxing by. Not wanting to miss my mouth was shrill loudly telling him to lower his speed.

"Udah satisfied Sa mukulnya? What does it hurt on Kirain?" Kelvin said at that time with the face to withstand the pain in his back.

"Mistake yourself, who told you to speed, next time if you speed again, your head will be the next victim" I replied while pointing a fist at his head.

If I remember that time, I'll smile to him myself. Kelvin who never cared about anyone's words suddenly obeyed my words even today. Isn't he obedient?

"Udah to Sa," said Kelvin along with a motorbike that stopped in a courtyard of one of my students.

"Thank you Vin,"

"Hmm," Kelvin nodded as he took the helmet out of my hand.

"Sa later also knew, yes I already first yes, if you have come home the phone yes," Kelvin passed by leaving his smile to me before driving away.

"Well.." I was amazed at my new student's house. So big with white that adds elegance to the house, surrounded by flowers with pots that are also white. The house was not storied, but it was large and did not look luxurious yet simple and inviting to the amazement in the eyes of the one who first looked at it.

"Your mother?" My admiration was disturbed when I heard my name called. There was a woman about as old as my mother standing in front of the entrance. Really simple thick powder polish and dongker colored brackets.

"Assalamualaikum buk, "I went to the door and greeted the middle-aged woman with a smile that must be drawn in the face.

"Waalaikumsalam, please enter buk," she replied with a sweet smile as well.

DEG...

just entering, my feeling was already bad, especially when I saw a girl who seemed to be the same age as Rudi looking at me full of search.

'What the boy thinks' I think.

"Oh yes, he is Sintia, my oldest child, while Ferdi is in his room" explained the mother while naming my new protege.

Yes, this time my student is a 4-year-old boy, I am in charge of teaching them to read and count. Yes, I am a teacher who also teaches children.

"Sin, how so you look at her mother, who is polite," the mother scolded when she saw her son glaring at me.

"I'm sorry buk, I know Sintia, oh yes buk, the theme is good yes," said the boy as he reached out to shake me.

"Friends?" I asked while welcoming his hand.

"Yes, my brother in black," he smiled and I was glued to him.

What does it mean that the girl is in a black dress?