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40. Brown Envelopes

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" Heh Tari you don't have to pretend like that, I know you're looking for my husband's sympathy. Come on get up. " Said Dinda.

Pandu looks shocked when the hand of Dance he grasped escaped just following his body that fell on the floor. While Mr. Grace who came from inside the living room immediately ran to see his daughter fell on the floor. The middle-aged man immediately grabbed his daughter's body, and tried to resuscitate her.

" Ijah, nduk woke up "Papped - pat on the girl's cheek, but there was no response at all.

" Sir, let's take it inside first. " Looking up the tiny body.

" Well, you shouldn't bother lifting it, let someone else lift it. " In a loud tone that indicates he is upset.

Everyone looked worried, let alone Miss Fatma her tears just fell looking at the state of her daughter like that. Mr. Grace was still trying to wake up his daughter by calling her name and applying the calculated wind oil.

" Ijah, nduk wake up ...... "

" Ijah, let's get up, "Has her daughter's hand was so cold, cold sweat came out of her forehead, making her face look pale.

" Are we called by the doctor, or are we taking him to the hospital ? " said Mr. Yadi, he also looks very worried to see the state of Dance like that.

" A little while, let's try to wake up. "

" Nduk, let's wake up "Bisik Bu Fatma in the ear of a dance covered by a headscarf.

Pandu looks very worried to see the state of Dance, which is like this guilt fills his heart to see the woman he loves so unconscious. Though his intention earlier only wanted to apologize for the past incident, but every time he saw Dance. The desire to have Dance always possessed her, her selfishness always defeated her consciousness. But when he saw the state of Dance like this, his heart was very sick. He did not move from where he was standing now, that is, to the side, although his wife from earlier was not stopping - hentinya told him to leave.

Shortly thereafter, Tari began to open her eyes, looking at the middle-aged woman in front of her. Ms. Fatma commented on her smile, when she found her daughter opened her eyes. He helped the girl to sit down, then grabbed the tea glass on the table.

" Samplean drink first nduk. "

" Enggeh buk, head of Sick Dance buk. " Tari tried to sit her body. His hand pressed his head right where his former operation was.

" Whichever is sick. " Say Mrs Darmi who looks worried.

" Here Bude, it's like an ache and it's pressing. "

" What father we go to the hospital just fear later there will be something wrong. "

" We should go to the hospital, how about Grace ?"

" Wait a minute Pakde, wait ... for a moment, surely soon the ngilnya will disappear. Let Ijah shut up for a second. " Look Tari convinced everyone that she was doing well.

Pandu could only fall silent, his guilt deepened to see Tari endure his pain. How could he have done such a deed that day. Just this time he saw Tari after the incident 3 months ago, during the hospital his parents did not allow Pandu to visit Tari for fear of bad things happening again.

" Tar's done ending your ending, I know you're just pretending to get everyone's attention. Surely you are a woman who does not know shame, dare to come here and here make a tantrum too. "

" Dinda, what are you saying. " Say Mrs Darmi with a loud tone and a sharp look towards Dinda.

" Buk, just don't want to be lied to by his eking. "

" Did you say ekting, keep your word ..... !!!!! "

" Buk if not continuing ekting what is the name ? The operation has been months until arrived - arrived sick, ciiihhhh what is the name if not ekting ? "

Pandu turned his eyes to his wife's face, no words were spoken from his lips. Only a cold and angry look was visible from his eyes. Dinda who knew her husband was red she shifted her body closer to Bu Nurul, as if seeking refuge.

" Buk, let's go home. "

" Yes, come on nduk. "

" Let usher Mas Rahmat, wait a minute " said Mr. Yadi, while taking the car keys out of his pocket.

" Let's just Guide Mr. who delivers. " Pandu grabbed the car key from Pak Yadi's hand.

Dari looked at the man with a waving look, shaking his head. The crystal clear granules were shed from his eye pelup, which was accompanied by cold sweat that also soaked his temple.

" Mas Pandu please, let us go home alone. " The ink with the sound of a sobbing.

" Please Dance this time alone, I won't ...... "

" I have forgiven all my mistakes, and I have to forgive me. Please stay away from me, please. " His body trembled violently, his face began to pale again, and his hands felt cold.

" Pandu, do not force Tari already let the father who drove them. "

Dari left the house with her parents, with Mr. Yadi ushered in. Pandu stared at Tari's departure with a pushy look, without feeling his tears just fall. What a mistake he made to the girl.

" Le, let him find happiness in his life. " Mum Darmi stroked his son's shoulder gently.

" Stop expecting him, look how much he's suffering don't add to his suffering again. She's a good girl, she deserves to be happy even if it's not with you. "

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The car arrived in front of the Little House, all the passengers got off. No exception, Mr. Yadi also came down, walking towards the small house. The house was opened by Ms. Fatma, and everyone came in. Ms. Fatma immediately brought Tari into her room, for the girl to rest immediately. The two middle-aged men were sitting in the living room.

" Grace, I'm sorry about the incident. I really didn't expect something like this to happen. "

" Yes, but I did not expect such a reaction to Pandu. "

" It's okay Mas, it's only natural after what Pandu did to Tari. Tomorrow we should do an examination to the mas hospital, make sure for the state of Dance is good - fine. "

" If we have to do it ourselves, I don't want anyone to think badly of our family. "

" No Mas, it's still my responsibility because this is all Pandu that causes."

" Don't be like that mas, I'm really afraid of the slander that people give to our family. "

" It's true what his father said Tari Mas Yadi, please from now on stop helping our family even though we know Mas Yadi's intentions. We fear others will misunderstand with good intentions until. "

The night passed with a bone-chilling cold, accompanied by the rain that fell bringing blessing in each of his arrivals. The little girl was still always making love to the owner of life, the thing she always did in the last third of the night. The calmness he always longed for, while complaining all his complaints about life.

Until the sound of the morning adhan reverberated, signifying the time for Muslims to perform their duties 2 raka'atnya. After finishing with the obligations of 2 raka'atnya Tari went out of the room, to the kitchen of his house. Ms. Fatma was already in the kitchen, lighting a firewood stove.

" Samean really woke up to nduk, how does his head still hurt ? "

" It does not hurt buk, mother does not have to worry Ijah good - fine. What is it cooking today ? "

" Later we go to the hospital ya nduk, pepes pindangnya still nduk. We will make vegetable pecel only. Let's go to the hospital quickly, if the bad luck is afraid later to get the final queue number. "

" Buk Ijah is fine, today Ijah must go to Malang buk. To the place of the foundation that has received the letter of application of Tari, today will be determined where we will be placed buk. "

" But nduk, "

" Don't worry buk, hopefully the Dance business will be finished quickly, Tari will take her to the hospital. "

The time showed at 09.45 minutes when the girl reached the front of the foundation building. She stepped her little feet down the spacious courtyard into a room where the meeting was held. Seeming that the room was already filled with many people, Tari sat her body on an empty bench. There was a girl sitting next to him.

" Assalamualaikum, can I sit here ? "

" Walaikumsalam, can mbak. "

" Include me Wardah, "With out her hand.

" I Dance mbak, "welcomes the hand of the girl beside her.

The two girls continued their conversation, many things they talked about. Until the event began, everyone present there were all prospective teachers and staff who escaped in acceptance for the new teaching staff at the foundation. Today's event is a discussion of teaching and learning systems, facilities that will be obtained by teachers, to the rules for Tenga teachers. All matters are discussed in detail with a contract letter that must be signed as one of the conditions as a lecturer in this foundation. After all agreed with the regulations owned by this foundation, then they signed a work contract that has been distributed to everyone there.

" Mr Tari, all the contents of his contract are very profitable for us. There are so many facilities that we have, yes. ,"

" Yes mbak, but our responsibility is also great mbak. "

" God willing, may we carry out our duties as well as possible. "

" Amin, I hope mbak. "

After everyone has collected the letter of employment contract they signed. Now it was time for them to be called and given again a chocolate envelope. Where the envelope contained where they should teach, and improved what they taught. One by one they came forward as their names were called. The two women appeared to look hopeful - please anxiously waiting for her name to be called.

" Asodatul Wardah Az - Zahra "

" A moment my name was called " While standing in front, walking towards the committee table located in front.

The tall girl stepped back to the bench next to Tari and sat her body there. With a smile on her lips, she looked at the brown map full of confidence.

" Nyimas Khodijah Bramastari "

For a moment the classroom calmed down, the conscious Dance of her name was called. He immediately stood up and stepped his feet towards the committee table that was in front with his face down. He was a little awkward because all the eyes in the room were aimed at him.

" Mr Nyimas, welcome to our foundation. I hope you stay here and show your best performance here. " Say the man in his thirties while linking his best smile.

" Thank you sir, God willing I will give my best for this foundation. "

He received the brown envelope, then returned to his seat. Her feeling was a little was - was as she stared at the envelope there was a bit of concern as she was afraid the contents inside did not fit her mind .........

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