Constellations of Love

Chapter 31. A day full of impressions

Entering the month of June. At the school Laras and Bu Nur prepare a report card for class increase. Two Weeks to go.

For the Children's Park level, the study report book does not contain numbers or letters based on the competency test.

Only Very Good, Good, Enough for some appraisal items. In general, the cognitive, psycho-motor and motor aspects of the students.

Each item will be re-described one by one with details. But in general it contains the ability of children in the activities of their days in school.

Especially for Kindergarten B students, there is their graduation diploma that will be a memory for the children's life journey.

"Preparation of graduation day of Kindergarten B will be held the second Sunday mbak Laras."

"Yes, Mom. Kindergarten A's children had already started preparing two songs together and a welcoming dance by Sari and Ningrum."

"Fadli wants to declare. Febian sings solo while Bety and Ulfa will contribute her ability to modern dance. The others are in the choir."

"Yes the invitation to the foundation has been secret, right, mbak?"

"Ready ma'am, tomorrow I'll take it to Mr. Kevin."

"It looks like Mrs Chandra will come and review the library."

"After this we will be busy accepting new students."

"Yes, Mom."

"Yes, this morning Gaby's dad called that little guy was going to repeat in Kindergarten A. She was only five years and three months old at the end of July. Her father wanted Gaby to be completely healthy before school again."

"Hem, yes Mom. If you keep going to TK B."

Laras unravels the plans of two students who can not go to school for a long time because of illness. Gaby since the end of January is Budi has been absent for two months.

Meanwhile, Pandu activities in the pack are also dense. There is a national month of yandu posts and socialization of stunting prevention for pregnant women, infants and toddlers.

One more preparation for DHF prevention with health lectures for SD, SLTP and SLTA schools. It starts next Monday.

Today Pandu has a meeting after lunch for the coordination of the program.

The doctor this morning still took the time to call his girlfriend.

He apologized for not being able to fulfill the promise to train the car driving barrel. I also can't make a badminton schedule. Even today he will have activities until the afternoon to some village yandu posts in his work area.

"But mas Pandu try to take time for a light cardio exercise. Morning or night is also done. Body movement, doc."

Barrel reminds the girlfriend.

Pandu chuckled, "Good teacher, I want to take some time."

"True to mas. Do yourself a favor, keep the mood as well."

"Yes, thank you, baby."

"Saturday, I want a complete break. Graping your girlfriend after your teaching hours is over. When you need to run around the dam."

"Saturday tomorrow I'm overtime filling out the children's report card please don't be disturbed. We meet the night before meal time. I missed running practice too. Sunday morning there's ball practice."

"Lha keep me this, you tell me what?"

"Sports at home."

"Ehm, what if I help fill out your student report card or visit Kindergarten?"

"Ouch, thanks. Just take a break. "

"I miss you. I accompanied you to complete your duty. "

"Ijin Bu Nur first. I'll call you later."

"May allowable. Maybe I can help keep an eye on the kids or read them a story."

"See the info from me, ma'am. I'll be talking later."

"Hopefully yes....."

"Ehm yes. Yes, I went to school first."

"Be careful, baby."

"Yes. Thanks." Thanks."

At seven ten minutes. Baras has arrived at his place of teaching.

First Friday of June.

Children have completed the curriculum syllabus this semester. The activity is filled to prepare for the day of class and graduation next Saturday. Also clean the school.

There was a surprise in the afternoon before the time to go home. Gaby and the father came to visit the school. There was no notice or information to the teachers.

Inevitably the arrival of the little girl became the center of attention of children who were training to perform. The little guy and his papa went into the teacher's room first.

"Sorry Ma'am Gaby's been sulking since yesterday about going to school." The father asked for the understanding of two teachers.

Bu Nur wisely said," Nothing, sir. All students are preparing for the class. Gaby must have missed school so much.

The father was still talking to Bu Nur. More about the princess' condition for Gaby's advanced therapy plan.

"Beautiful Gaby let's come here with you to see your training friends," Laras grabbed the student's hands that looked embarrassed.

Students singing together. School Holiday Song. Supervised by Yus.

"Gaby you're cured, huh?" sari's eyes could not see her friend's face.

Di Little nodded while continuing to hold the hand of the teacher.

"Hello Gaby, how come you're thinner?" This time Ningrum approached the girl.

"Your long, thick hair is now short?" Kemal saw Gaby change her appearance.

"Kids let's practice continue. The orderly yes. This is our friend Gaby wants to see your action!"

"Yes buk.....!"

"Let's Gaby here sitting next to mom."

The little girl obeyed the words of the teacher. His face looked more beautiful than when he had just arrived.

The modern dance of TK B's children is very agile. Occasionally there is incompatibility. Choke breaks. The kids stay sick. Applause was not left behind.

The choir is not solid either. Songs Padamu Negeri by TK A's children often exchanged lyrics.

There are still a few days to train them. Did the students split their focus because they all noticed Gaby coming suddenly?

Lastly, Fadli wrote a poem titled Thank You, Mother Teacher. The handsome boy's youngest son Bu Ina, the midwife is best prepared to perform.

About forty minutes passed. Gaby and the papa don't forget to stop by the new library room. The little girl was very happy. Several times he spelled out the chain letters of the tome titles lined up on the shelves. His ability is really above that of children his age.

Papa Gaby promised to contribute a picture book to the children later.

At half-twelfth the school was deserted. Left behind the teacher's mother and Yus sir who cleaned the side yard.

"Mbak Laras, please bring an invitation for the class and a farewell to the factory."

"Yes, well Bu Nur."

"For the manufacture of a small stage, rental tents and plastic chairs will be assisted by parents.

"It's rumored that Ms. Ina will be adding consumption funds, ma'am."

"Yes, routine funds and parental contributions are also sufficient. "

The young teacher's mother also asked the principal's permission because Pandu wanted to visit their Kindergarten tomorrow.

Bu Nur. Tomorrow's sporting and dining events and children's exercises are performed.

Baras pamit first because it must go to the factory to meet GA staff for the invitation to the event later.

The teacher's mother just left a letter to the receptionist because Mr. Kevin was out on duty. After that, it slides home. The task of typing and recording the assessment results is waiting. Must be speeded so that ping is not next Tuesday is ready to be signed Bu Nur.

Another task is to hand-write the graduation diploma of TK B's children. That's because the letters are upright connected teacher Bu Laras is very beautiful to be engraved on the TK graduation confirmation sheet.

Until the house Laras immediately send a message to Pandu. He said the principal would allow the doctor to visit the school tomorrow.

"Thank you dear.

It's another break. Meetings in the office.

It's plgku night.

See you tomorrow."

At the end of the day around nine p.m., Pandu sent a message back. Her phone call was not answered. Looks like Laras' phone is turned off.

The man said, "Not yet ritual night, can not be contacted. What Baras too tired or forgot. Or did the phone drop again?"

Pandu decided to keep typing.

"Met mlm syg. have you slept?

Hp in off. knp?

Good night, sweet dream.

See you tmrow's. I'm going to rmh at half-seven. I love you."

The man misses the girl's dreams. Walking on the beach walk, hand in hand, of course with the spice of a friendly kiss, especially the lips ranum Laras.

While the girl fell asleep after her hand sore typing a review report of the results of the students' learning. Dreaming about the graduation of children and the funny behavior of the appearance of the children.

Until tomorrow morning.

The barrel checks the phone that has been on. at half six.

"Sori mas, I overslept.

Hp drop's. I'm waiting for stngh seven.

Thx."

Right, before the promised time, Pandu has been nongol. Grandma brought breakfast. A plate of egg fried rice had filled his stomach.

Saturday is a holiday for Pandu. Not so with Barrel.

"We just bring the motor maticnya yes. My car is parked in the backyard, right?"

"Yes, just be careful. Lots of bushes in there."

"okay."

After that, they both went to TK. Pandu piggybacked Laras who that day wore a sports uniform for the teacher. The boyfriend wears dark blue denim jeans and white T shirts and sneakers.

"Good morning, kids," said the teacher as soon as he got off the bike.

"For buk Laras ....!"

Some kids have been seen playing swings. Kemal, Didin and Toni. While Sari and Eni play the seesaw.

"Well, is there a doctor?" Ask Kemal, who still knows Pandu.

"Call...."

"Whose name is this student of yours?" whispered to Laras.

"Failed. Remember Kemal, Budi's friend who climbed the guava with you first."

"If you are, I remember."

"Campaign, Kemal. Later we climb the guava and mango at the house of the teacher again yuk!"

"Right sir doctor.Zzzeitsss don't be afraid of ants anymore. Ha ha ha...."

When the other children asked Kemal who Pandu was, the boy replied that the doctor was the sister of Bu Laras' teacher.

Pandu only mesem while glancing at the teacher who laughed at the statement of the little Kemal.

"Mother go into the teacher's room first. Let's just say Dr. Pandu is your new teacher...."

Laras left the lover who was forced to become a new teacher for some of the children.

Baras is still about to complete some tasks on his laptop. Report result.

A number of students kept coming. Bu Nur and Pak Yus appear to invite Pandu to chat while watching the children play cheerfully.

Occasionally seen from the window of the teacher room, Pandu helps children who play plosotan. Sometimes they ride. In the seesaw part the situation is different again. Unbalanced. Three kids against two, so they don't want to move.

The man was impassive," Berat also became a kindergarten teacher. The kids are not running out of batteries. My breath was like breaking up to watch them play."

Guide a little relieved when the bell rings.

Children automatically gather in the middle. Forming line. Two teachers started to lead morning gymnastics.

"Where is the teacher? " the smile of Laras seduces Pandu who is sitting in the chair next to the swing with breath gasping.

At that time the headmaster gave an example and cue in front of the line. Baras ma'am in the back.

"Switch, knock me. Tired of being a kind of kind of teacher."

"All have art. I'll let you know how to handle them."

"It's hard to have a lot of kids."

Lirkan jahil Pandu still had time to make Laras almost jutek to comment. Given this at school, the girl held back.

" Yes, make him happy. Educating him is difficult." whispered Laras.

Drive only mesem. His eyes are now forward. Come up and imitate the style of Bu Nur.

"Right, left, front, back."

The movement stretches both hands and arms while bending the body.

Laras left Pandu. He's heading ahead. Lead alternately.

"Let's run in place!"

"Take a clap."

"One, Two, Three"

Horeee..."

The barrel gives the example of shaking hands.

The children followed, more and more happy and cheering.

The man chose to surrender. Watching her boyfriend from a distance.

Simple, grounded and unique girl.

Pandu smile.

The last movement of the pelting, half kayang and hand covering.....Namast.

"Come on.ayo form a circle and we sit down. "

Bu Nur gave aba-aba. Two teachers sat in the middle.

Alternately tell me about the benefits of exercise.

"The body becomes healthy, the heart is happy and so the child is easy to learn. Smart and creative. "

Ms. Nur ended the session. After that, the children took classes for a moment to prepare for the next week's performance. Class increase and graduation.

Pandu chose to help Pak Yus. Prepare the bowl and glass. Together with two new mothers who come and can turn to make healthy food. Lontong vegetable contains pieces of chicken tempe tofu spiced opor and sprinkled chives. Um, delicious. Warm orange juice drink.

Arrive meal time.

"Come doc, come along. Mandatory at meals. Jatah is indeed there for a companion and a teacher.

"Thank you Yus."

Laras, who was leading the children to pray before eating, glanced at him and smiled.

Pandu. Sweet smile.

The meal is over. Children learn to wash utensils from colorful melamine.

"Please be orderly and take turns, yes" Yus reminded the boys.

"Yes..pak!"

Pandu is amazed to see all the sights today. Three adults who seek to educate children from diverse backgrounds.

Truly no less noble task. Prepare the next generation of educated to discipline and learn to share. Empathize and socialize.

Half an hour and a half twelve the School had deserted. Bu Nur pamit first because he is going to the city. There's a family event. Pak Yus has finished clean.

The barrel decided to continue overtime at home only. There are only two children who have not completed their study report.

"Let's go home."

"Come....!"

Mr. Yus has locked the fence. Then ride the bike dipper in the opposite direction with Pandu and Laras.

Pandu piggybacking on the lover carrying a large backpack containing a laptop and two maps. Suddenly he stopped the bike before the bend towards the house Laras.

"Your team put it here in front of here. Pity your back later."

"No pa pa, mas. It's close."

"I want to take you around the village first. Please show me where all the schools are for my extension data next week."

"What about my pe er?"

"Let me help you, if you need to stay at your house."

"The people, mas."

"We'll go around first. Your hands should be put here."

The left hand of the guide holds the left hand of the girlfriend. It was interesting for the girl to hug her waist.

"Will people see."

"Let's all see that Miss teacher Laras her boyfriend Pak doctor Pandu. Not her sodas.not her brother."

Laughter broke out between them, remembering the little Kemal chattering earlier.

The man drove the girl's small matic motor away from the road back to his house.

"Mas, mas...where are we going?"

Laras' right hand patted Pandu's shoulder gently.

"So shut up, just hug me. We're traveling around."

Some uneven and perforated parts of the road make the motor shaken. Guide only a small smile smile. There was something from Baras' chest that made his chest sigh harden. Is this girl also conscious and feeling it?

The oxytocin hormone is starting to flow.

But soon Laras resigned. No more sticking to the lover's back.

"Search for opportunities on broken streets, yes!"

"You enjoyed it too?"

"Uhhh, basic. Watch later."

"Mother is the teacher..."

Pandu even braked suddenly. Deliberately not avoiding the small hollow road in front of him. Laras' body instantly fell back on his back. Their helmets clashed against each other violently.

"Ah ..mas....! Be careful!"

Laras even hit his lover's shoulder. Lucky at that time they passed on the edge of a quiet rice field.

The guide could not stop her laughter.

"This one I'll never meet with another girl. Especially in Jakarta." Inner man it is.

"That's the direction to the right there are two schools. SD dari dan SMPN dua."

"Let's go there."

"Much a mas ...." Turn left, SD coach Jamil. SDN one. Near my house SDN two.

"Keep another school ?"

"There are only three SD's in my village. Two SMPN. SMP direction one near the market."

"My SMA is further away. Near the border of neighboring districts. Five kilos from here."

"I want to go there."

"We need to reverse course. From the direction of the dam it continued straight past a ball field, and the village office "

"Come on.we come on!"

In the middle of a hot afternoon they both passed through the village streets. Sprawled rice fields, sugar cane gardens and several places containing corn and vegetables. But the one that dominates is oil palm.

Until the front of SMAN ehmm SLTA Kembangsari village Kecamatan Jembarwangi.

Six years back is where Laras studied. There's the joy of adolescence, the story of the kiss at school. The welfare of gang friends and familiarity with teachers.

That afternoon the school was empty. The gate is closed. The students have completed the end of the semester. Soon the class rise.

Melody of memory flooding to Baras.

"Why daydream?"

"Many memories, ma'am."

"Including with first love?"

"Not that."

"That's the most memorable."

"Well...whatever."

The barrel looked inward from a brick fence that was half the height of his body. Not much has changed. Last into the school two years ago when reunian.Meski relatively close, he rarely pass in front of his old school.

The track is now different towards the center of the district. Most often to the Technical Implementation Unit of the education office. And um, puskesmas.

"Let's enough, we go home. mas already got an overview of all the schools here right?"

"Of course, thank you."

The guide accelerates the motor speed. Actually, he wants to dig deeper into the memories of the girlfriend. But urung. Make what. Later he was tormented even more jealous especially at.ehm the man named Dito.

Until the house forced grandma to eat again. Even though it was filled with complete vegetable lontong. Laras and Pandu obey him.

Half-time at two in the afternoon.

"Good grandmother's happy, '" whispered the girl.

Pandu nodded, "It's so nice that grandma's veggie anointing."

"Let's add on, you know how you guys have a little? It's fried pufferfish and sambelnya, ayooo."

Laras explained that they had eaten at school.

Grandma had a way of finding a gap" Eating the puffer was indeed fast full, fast hungry too. Prove grandma's words."

Pandu. His stomach this afternoon may also have to work hard digesting a lot of food.

Finish eating Laras continue the work. Kali in he Guides typing and Barrels dictate some assessment katagori.

The item imitates the prayer that the teacher's mother leads. For spiritual value.

Kemal got a very good record because even though it is small but the voice is very clear and loud.

The only rival.

The item makes a simple masterpiece shaped collage of animals.

Others imitate movement and song from for muscle strength and body flexibility.

Smile at reading it. More details of diagnostic guide

sicknesses.

The day of impressions ends until eight p.m. For the simple dating Scout today makes it open its eyes wider. All work is devotion.

A light peck on Laras' left cheek became a temporary farewell.