Last Port

Last Port
[POV Ricky] Sweet Teacher Mother



New housing projects in Bandung handled by Bayu to produce results, development has begun to be carried out, licensing has come out and brochures have begun to be distributed.


I'm relieved to hear that, at least I can focus on projects that are in other areas.


There have been more weeks without calls from the School, usually almost every Sunday there are calls about the case of my children, whether the lessons are late, clothes are not neat or fights with friends. Kezia and Nando seem to have enjoyed it since they went to class.


Moreover, Nando, for some reason lately he often told me about his new teacher who is considerate, good, patient, no matter what the babble that almost every day I hear.


In my heart I am grateful that Nando can also turn out to be more cheerful and confident.


That afternoon, when I picked up the children at school, it turned out that only Nando was waiting for me, but I always reminded him, they had to wait for me together.


"Where's your brother??" I asked Nando who was sitting alone waiting for me in the school lobby.


"Do not know Pa. said the security guard brother went home first..." Nando's Sahut.


"Go home first? How can you go home first?" Asking me worried. Nando just shook his head.


I pulled Nando's hand out of the lobby, headed straight for the security post to ask Kezia.


"Sir...tadi said Kezia go home first? Who's home?" I asked a security man.


"Oh.tadi in the same place Bu Lika Pak..." The answer.


"Mom Lika?"


"That's my teacher Pa...!" Chirp Nando.


I immediately took Nando up to the car and I drove my car quickly to the house.


Sure enough, in front of my house was parked a motorbike that I thought belonged to the teacher's mother, I began to grow angry, it was good that he drove Kezia home without my permission.


I immediately entered my house with a tense face, only this time there were people who dared to enter my house without my permission.


When I entered the house, Kezia was seen talking to the Master's mother, seeing my arrival she immediately stood up, and Nando took off my hand and ran towards her.


My eyes stared straight at him. However, why did I see that pair of eyes so shady? Her appearance was simple, yet her face was so sweet, her skin was brown, very different from mine.


"Good day sir.I'm sorry, I drove Kezia home early because..." He said softly, I was a little stunned but I pat all of it.


"Yes, thank you teacher..." Sahutku flat.


"Sorry sir.Did you not intend to find a maid? Or nanny? Looks like the kids need it sir.please consider it..." Said the Teacher.


How dare he say that to me, he thinks he can manage my life at will.


"I don't think it's necessary, they're my children, I'll take care of them and watch over them.they're my responsibility!" Ketus.


"But you don't know how they are in school, especially Nando..he is very behind sir...do you not want to find a tutor for them?" The sergeant won't lose.


Really brave new teacher, no one has ever dared to refute me so, he thought he was smarter in educating children, even though he had no children.


"I'm sorry, it seems like the teacher has been too deeply involved in meddling with my family.If there is no longer any interest you should go home, I want to take my children to eat outside.ayo Kezia, Nando, I want to take my children to eat outside, get ready you!"


After I got out of the room and changed clothes, the teacher's mother was gone, good.


Along the way my two children's faces were very sour, they did not speak one bit, but they were usually very chatty.


"Bad papa!!" Kezia suddenly shouted.


"Lho..why? How did Kezia say that?" My toot.


"Why is that the same as Lika's mother? Though he helped me when I was confused why I could..." Kezia cried while covering her face with both hands.


I stopped my car immediately, I realized that at this time Kezia must be ashamed of me, because she just got her period, I admit she needs a woman who understands about it.


Once again I failed to be a good Papa, I got out of the car and opened the side door right where Kezia was sitting, I hugged my son tightly.


"I'm sorry Papa...Papa pays less attention to your growth.Papa's son is already a teenager..." Soft words. Kezia still seems to be crying.


"Papa do not be fierce dong same mother teacher.I have been taught to read...!" Cetus Nando suddenly.


I turned towards Nando, I gently stroked his head.


"Yes...Papa promises will not be fierce anymore.but you do not be sad this way.later Papa so be sad..." My speech.


The new teacher's outrageousness, he has captured my children's hearts. My kids blame me. He must be responsible.


I drove back to my car, before we had lunch, I stopped by the minimarket, I bought Kezia some mini sets and pads. My son is already a teenager.


"Kezia.you wear this...Papa does not understand the size or model.you can ask the teacher about this.maafin Papa yes son..." Kezia nodded her head.


"Pa..when do we eat? I'm hungry!" Nando.


"Propay Nak in a moment..." My heart while returning my car.


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now that one month I no longer get a summons from school, has my children's performance improved?


I just got a little note in Nando's agenda book, that Nando's got an English remedial. Usually he is very noisy if there is a remedial, but why is he calm now? I was more astonished at him.


Finally when I came home quickly, I saw the teacher's motorbike parked in front of my house, I knew the answer.


So every afternoon he comes to my house to teach my children, how dare he, when as far as I know, the school does not allow school teachers to teach tutoring outside, why does the teacher violate it?


I deliberately didn't ask Kezia and Nando this, I was afraid that they would come back to blame me.


For a while, I let the teacher teach in my house, after all my children have also turned into spirit since his presence.


The sweet teacher did not know that every afternoon I always loved him from afar, always waiting for him until he came out of my house. Why do I have such a strange habit now...


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