Let Me be with You

Let Me be with You
Ep. 3



That's my condition, archery for the right players does feel heavy. But, I was able to play the arrow by holding the archery. When INASP (Indonesian Archery School Program) activities are always held every 4 months, we must follow the activity as evidence of an Archer. Our club under Perpani, every Friday-week afternoon is our training schedule.


" I have to train again to follow level 2 in June" I murmured inwardly.


When I am able to conquer level 2 with a distance of 15m, then later I will level 3 with a distance of 18m. A feat for me, even though I have missed my youth to become an athlete.


Okay, let's skip the archery practice. Later at length deh Mae tells about the sport of archeryπŸ˜‚


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Liza's routine as usual, tomorrow she has to go back to school to teach. Liza was kangen and longed for her student's son, one of the students she loved the most was Nesya. A Kindergarten Teacher is a pride for him to dedicate knowledge to his students.


Liza while in college took the Department of Mathematics Education, but she jumped into educating Kindergarten B children aged 5.5-7 years.


Liza was always happy, when she saw their face and attitude. Kids always bring happiness to them.


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Hehehe, we know a little. Who the hell is Nesya? Nesya Alifa Tsabita Maghfirah, a beautiful name and has a very good meaning. He's a smart kid, his son is only 6 years old. But for Liza, Nesya was very mature at her age. He loved Liza very much. Every time Nesya was late picked up by her Ummi, it was Liza who drove her home. Every time she was escorted by Liza, Nesya did not let her go home first. Nesya wants to be accompanied by Liza, until Nesya falls asleep and Liza returns to school. That is the routine of Liza every day starting from Monday-fri.


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Dret, dret, dret....


There was the sound of Liza's HP shaking.


Oh it was from Nesya.


Nesya is always accompanied by his Ummi when holding HP.


A voice note came in on my whatsapp, I immediately opened it and listened to it.


πŸ”‰" Miss Liza, Nesya kangen?"


πŸ”‰" Yes dear, Miss Master is also kangen with Nesya."


πŸ”‰" Miss Liza, tomorrow Nesya gives Mom a gift."


πŸ”‰" Thank you dear, thank you very much."


πŸ”‰ "Good sleep, Master."


πŸ”‰" Good night too Son."


Liza was very happy to get a voice note from her favorite child. He never differentiates the treatment of one student from another. Everything is the same according to Liza.


Night began to come, shrouding the darkness of the earth made everyone washed away in his dreams.


" Liza, will you accept my proposal?"


Tok, tok, the sound of the door waking up Liza's dreamy sleep.


It turned out that I was just a dream, but who was the man in my dream. As if it were real.


" Yes, wait a minute." My leg's in the room.


I opened the door and let him in.


She's my friend, her name is Mona. One class in Volunteers.


" What's wrong, Mon? Blind morning here." I said while showing a gloomy face due to sleepiness.


" I want to take a bath Liz, can ya?" His mouth was pleading with me.


" Here you go, I'll prepare breakfast!" I said to Mona.


" Okay, boss" he replied with a cry.


I walked to the kitchen, today the simple menu I cooked is flat eggs and fried rice. Characteristics of boarding children, at the end of each month with a dry bag in their pocket.


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