Let Me be with You

Ep. 4

" Well, Za" Mona said to me.

" Tumben you're good Za."

" I wasn't good, Mon, all this time." My mouth with a full pouty face.

" Not exactly Za."

" You're Mon, let's eat Mon. Don't talk too much, I'll be late for school."

" Okay, but thanks Za."

" Yes, you're the same."

Mona and I went together, because my bike was slicing tires. Fortunately there was Mona who was always quick to help me.

I arrived at school at 07:15 WITA, still early in the morning but still excited. I'm getting ready to welcome the kids in front of the school fence.

" Morning son, let's kiss and hug his Mother-Father." I said teach them to obey their parents. After that they just greet us, that's the morning circuit before starting School activities.

" Master Teacher," Shouted Nesya from afar and she ran towards my arms.

" Because be careful, you'll fall." I said in a soft tone to Nesya.

" Yes ma'am, take a look at Nesya bringing a gift for Mom."

" Thank you baby, let's say hello and hug first with Daddy-Mother."

Nesya seemed to ignore her parents, I immediately gave an explanation to Nesya.

" Dear, the father-Mother who has brought Nesya. Nesya time does not want to greet them. If Mother Teacher does not pay attention to Nesya how? Does Nesya want to love?" I asked Nesya.

" No, Master."

Finally Nesya did it, I am happy with this child. Every time, he does good. Then I will give you a gift of his kindness.

I say goodbye to both of his parents.

We returned to the Class, the activities carried out were Gymnastics morning, read the Pledge, ablution, Dhuha prayer, activities of the center, rest, eating and activities of the center and going home.

Today, it drained me quite physically. I was tired, I wanted to sleep. But I hold it, because Nesya is near me. He wants to play with me.

" Nesya, get picked up by Mother Nak!"

" Nesya does not want to go home with Mother." Whinek Nesya with me.

" Nesya, you want to be escorted with Miss Liza."

" But Miss Liza, there's no bike, son. If the bike is there tomorrow, I'll take you, baby."

Nesya shook her head, a sign she was sulking.

Her mother persuaded her to be unable, she insisted that I go with her.

Various ways were done, but she cried and hugged me.

This is the drama done by Kindergarten children, various experiences are always in get. We have to be patient when we face them. When we are not able, then what comes out is emotion.

That's what Mother Nesya did, she emotionally saw Nesya's behavior.

" Shy!" His impact.

I was surprised by who was near him.

" Bun, be patient." My solute.

Nesya cried even more, she told her Mother to go home.

I always give understanding with Nesya, I always patiently face this one child.

" Dear, Mother is sad, seeing Nesya does not want to go home. Nesya dear to Mother?

Nesya shook her head, a sign of yes.

" Nesha, God is very dear to the sholihah child who obeys the same Mother and Father, without being angry with Mother-Father, let alone helping parents. God will give Heaven to those who love their parents, and there are rivers and beautiful gardens in them, crowned mattresses and chairs that had pillows to lean on, whatever food and drink Nesya wanted to have."

" Will she?"

He nodded again, with various explanations I was finally able to persuade him to go home. Her mother was still faithfully waiting for her.

Nesya hugged her Mother and apologized.

That is the softness of a child's heart, different from ours who are grown.

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