Love My Teacher's

12

Fathan lowered his car glass in a fit of annoyance. "My zia is not an om-om!" he was still unable to accept it, but Ziara left without finishing this conversation.

Ziara smiled confusedly. "Yes, Sir. You're not an om-om, you're still a young man." He did not expect that Fathan would get this sorry to him. Though his intention so that Fathan does not force him to be delivered to his front house, because sure in front of the house is now very crowded.

"Well, that's right. Remember yes, I am only twenty years old," Fathan recalled firmly.

Ziara. "Yes, Sir. Be careful on the road, sir."

"You too be careful, then I go first."

Ziara nodded, then Fathan immediately stopped his car and drove slowly.

After Fathan's car was not seen again, Ziara immediately walked straight to his house which was only 3 houses away.

Ziara's two eyeballs twisted lazily when he saw the workshop belonging to the older brother right next to the right of his house. Then he turned to the left side of his house where there was a coffee shop owned by his mother.

He stepped closer to his mother's stall with a flat face.

"Just come home, Zi?" greet one of her brother's friends who was gathered in the workshop.

"Yes," Zia replied with a thin smile but without stopping her steps.

"Assalamualaik." Ziara went into her mother's shop, kissed the back of her mother's hand, Zula.

"Vaalaikumsalam, Zia. Tumben just came home, Mama was just about to tell my brother to invite you to school. Fear there is no passing freight today, because you have not returned to school," replied Zula who was recording something in the book bon.

"Are you sure you're gonna pick up Zia?" sindir Ziara while smiling painfully. How could her brother be kind enough to pick her up at school, oh that was impossible for her.

"Oh, you better change the uniform first. You haven't eaten yet, have you? There eat Mama's cooked for you," tell Zula to switch the subject.

Ziara nodded, then exited the stall to head home.

After entering the house Ziara immediately went into the room to change the uniform first. Then, he went to the toilet to take ablution because he had not performed the dhuhur prayer.

"Lulu don't abisin the chicken!"

"What the hell are the chickens just a little bit."

Hearing the commotion from outside the room, Ziara who had just finished praying after the prayer immediately tidied up her face. Then I walked out of the room to see what had happened.

"What's the fuss?" ziara asked as she approached the dining table where the two younger sisters, Lulu and Nari, were having lunch.

"Sister, Lulu time abisin all her chickens. Kan Kak Zia also has not eaten," replied Nari with a look of annoyance at her sister who had spent 2 pieces of fried chicken. While he is willing to eat only with vegetables and tempeh.

"Yes still not in abisin dong, keep brother Zia eat the same? Tempe also knows it's abis." Nari cares a lot about Ziara because she once felt how coming home from school was already starving but at home there was no side dish whatsoever, it was very painful!

Ziara smiled faintly, she could understand. Lulu is the youngest child who has a slightly spoiled nature. "Yaudah, it's okay. Zia's sister ate noodles, "the floor so that her two sisters stopped fighting.

"No, Brother. Yesterday my sister also ate noodles, now eating noodles again is not healthy tau," said Nari.

"Judah eat the same eggs."

"In the egg stall again empty, brother."

"Not yesterday is still a lot of good, did anyone buy ya?"

"No, Brother. But bani's friends on the same noodle pesen egg, will be abis."

Ziara breathed a heavy breath. Again and again every day her sister's friends always order food or drinks at her mother's stall. But never paid. Because, his brother always refused if his friend wanted to pay.

"Eh again at the meal of Mama's child" said Zula who had just arrived. "The one who was full well ate it," he continued with a happy smile.

"What a thing, Mah. The rice is a little more, not to mention the side dishes already abis. How much did Mama buy chicken? Just two pieces left?" lulu is still not satisfied.

"Yes Mama bought it a lot of kok, maybe already the brother was your brother invited his friends to eat here." Zula replied hesitantly.

Ziara and Nari together were only able to smile because this was not the first time. Her brother prefers to give all his food to his friends without thinking about the condition of his sisters.

"So keep thinking of his friends, his sisters do not have a stomach so naturally Brother Bani does not think of us-we," said Nari disappointed.

"Udah, De. No papa, tomorrow we can buy again," Ziara replied to calm Nari so as not to prolong this problem.

"When will this continue, brother? If we continue to understand that there is a brother Bani increasingly becoming-so! I cape I must give in, must eat the former sis of Bani sak sama kemennya!" lontar Nari had overflowing emotions because her patience was up.

Nari revealed it with teary eyes. He was very tired of all this, living in poverty. Not that he was ungrateful but that he was really tired by now.

"Yes, Mah. Mama should talk to Bani, can't keep gini. If the gini continues to stall Mama bankrupt," exclaimed Lulu added.

"Udah is not papa, the sustenance in front of Bani is also good intentions," Zula replied with a smile.

Ziara hissed disappointed, her mother always defended Bani, her brother.

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