FIRST WIFE REVENGE (I Don'T Love You Anymore)

CHAPTER 166 MY CLEVER DZAKKI

My dzakki is growing bigger, healthier and more agile.

Even without feeling now he already wants four years. I also have one more semester, likely to graduate college and graduation.

It was like a dream when an email came into my private webside. The contents of the contract offer work at the RSJ where I and my friends did research the other day. And when I went through, who recommended my name to work there as a psychologist counselor, it turns out.

And in a week, I got the interview invitation.

Many scholars are competing to send their job application files in an office or company. But me, very lucky. Because he had gotten a job offer even before he finished and got a bachelor's degree in psychology.

Of course I won't miss this rare opportunity, which certainly won't come twice.

Although logically there is a connection in the class of the doctor Diandra, but I think it would not hurt me to develop my skills as a guide for ODMK and ODGJ patients.

While waiting for my script in the ACC teaching supervisor, I ventured to take a job at the RSJ.

In addition to working hours that are not too tight, I can still divide the time between college and taking care of children. Alhamdulillah!

After following the interview procedure, my name passed to be one of the counsellors and also a psychotherapist.

And I was officially accepted to work even though I was not a permanent employee. Still as an honorary force and contract for some trisemester.

"Mommy, Mami why the hell is it so busy now like Dad? Why is Dzakki school no longer intermarried Mami?"

I was touched to hear my son's comments and critical questions one day.

I just realized... Our time together is now diminishing day by day.

Especially now that I am busy with the final exam. Arrange the thesis until it must routinely meet the supervisor.

"Sorry, dear Dzakki... Mommy's on a graduation exam! Soon the thesis trial will too. So Dzakki was the same school as Wawa Kenken and Wawa Tini huh?" I said as gently as possible to persuade Dzakki.

She has been attending the Taman Kanak-Kanak Rinjani playgroup class. A little far from the location of the house, about 20 minutes by vehicle.

I usually drive Dzakki. Bi Tini was waiting and Kenken was picking them up. Sometimes also Roger, two days a day if returning from Surabaya.

But these few days, exactly after I got accepted to work at the RSJ, I was no longer able to drop off my son at school in the morning.

It just so happened that my work schedule was in the morning, at seven. Then go to college at two in the afternoon.

Dzakki Boy Julian school at eight in the morning. Automatic, I must have left at six o'clock more, chasing time so as not to be late to work.

Mutia's sister asked me to put Dzakki in the same school as her twins at Harmony Housing Kindergarten. But I'm quibbling, too far and too tiring for Dzakki. So I chose to send him to the nearest Kindergarten.

Dzakki himself had a snack at the beginning of his school. He who hoped to meet the two twin brothers at school, turned out not to be one school.

"Mommy, Mommy!"

"Yes, baby!"

"Where's Velli the same as Verrel? Where's them?'

"Why?"

"Because their homes and schools are too far away, Dzakki will be tired if the school is far away!"

"But I want to go to school with sister twins! Huaaa hik hik!"

"No no, don't cry, please...! Boys can't be whiny! Remember Roger's father's message!"

"Haaaa.huaaa... Ahhhhh!"

I was overwhelmed on the first day of school. Dzakki rampaged so bi Tini took the initiative to make a video call with Roger.

...[.Hello, the hero is Dad! Hey, hey...! Silent, please...! Why Dzakki? Hey, come on Boy, tell me why are you crying?]...

"Yeah...! I want to go to school with Verrel's sister and Velli's sister!!!" yell Dzakki hard. But immediately fell silent listening to Roger speak.

...[.Sweetheart! Later in SD, you can one school. Okay? Now Dzakki's a good boy. Smart child, obedient and loving said Mami. Dzakki's Dad's favorite son, isn't he?]...

"Yes." Yeah."

...[.So', good school huh my Boy! Okay? At the end of the month Dad comes home, we can go wherever Dzakki wants]...

"Jungle Land! I'm going to Jungle Land!"

...[.Okay, okay! Of courses... We're going to Jungle Land]...

"Promise? You're not lying?"

...[.Promises. Provided that Dzakki wants to go to school even though there is no school with the brothers. Dzakki can get acquainted with other friends, khan? Okay?]...

"okay! Promise?!? Jungle Land?"

...[.Promise, sure! Hehe... Okay fine! Happy learning, my son! Bye bye, Assalamualaikum]...

"Goddessalam..."

I smiled with relief. My dzakki wasn't until tantrums went berserk asking to go home without going to school on the first day.

He no doubt joined his new friends.

And the afternoon when I got home from college, Dzakki had a new question that made mummies head on.

"Mommy, Mommy!"

"Yes baby!"

"Why does Dzakki call Mommy and Dad? Why not Mama Papa, Mami Papi or Daddy Mommy? Why, Mami?"

Haish!!! Dzakki... Mami just came home to see the supervisor. Mami's thesis report was revised. And now Mami still has to think hard to answer your question, son? Oh my...! Please, help me!

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