Love Zainab

Debates

This morning the wind was blowing very hard, dribbling the clouds everywhere it took him away. The blue sky is bright, the sun is still hiding in the dispute.

Zainab is ready to go to school. With hope and enthusiasm, face to face with his students. Although it is perfumed if the character of a child is different. But it did not dampen the resolve of a Zainab. For him to educate not only with theory, but also how to build the character of the child to be better.

Sometimes he slipped the intermezo while learning in class, just so that the children are not bored and bored. Various stories he picked up, ranging from Islamic, humor, full of challenges, true social tips for teenagers. From there they can take examples and lessons. He wanted them to be the next generation who were not only intelligent but also had noble morals.

***

The Teacher Office

"Good morning, Miss Zainab." Suddenly a woman came half running and hugged Zainab.

"Getishalam." The answer.

"I didn't say hello, why did you answer Walaikumsalam." Frown.

"It's up to you, Zai, who after two days of not seeing you, I miss you so much." With a sombre tone.

Sofia likes to dramatize everything.

He's Zainab's best friend. Since working as a teacher at the school, their relationship became a friendship. Although they are two different personalities, but the match always comes in their time together. Actually Sofia is a humorous person, supple easy to get along with anyone. And one more thing, likes to express words with poetic sentences. It's different from the slightly introverted one.

"Do you want to have breakfast with me, or do you want to continue to have poetry like that?" he asked

while taking the container from the bag.

"Wow, the sweet smell of this dish makes my stomach thrash."

Zainab shook her head, looking at her friend's behavior. Indeed his departure for two days made his days in school quiet. But if you're together, Zainab's ears feel hot should listen to Sofia's strange chatter. Then he thought, maybe it was one of his many advantages.

"Can't Sof, he's talking like a normal person."

"Oh Allah Zai, so do you think I'm crazy or crazy?." His lips were stretched forward beyond his nose, when viewed from the side.

"Not that, I mean like I'm talking about that. Sensitive as PMS."

He put the rice in his mouth.

"Oh Zai, this is an innate character from the moment I was born. I'm also surprised, maybe when Mom was pregnant, she craved poetry."

"This is let's eat."

"This is who's cooking? Delicious and delicious."

"Mbak Risa same Mbok Cici who cooks."

While they were having breakfast in the morning, Joseph entered the room. Sofia's eyes widened to see who was coming. Without him noticing the spoon in his hand fell after it came out of his mouth. His mouth was gaping, automatically the food he had bribed splattered on top of his skirt. Zainab who saw the scene before her was shocked.

"Astaghfirullah's. Sofia, what are you doing. Look at your food spilling out of your mouth everywhere." Pull and take a tissue of some strands, then presented to his friend.

Sofia, realizing what had happened to her, changed her eyes to herself. Between half-shame and disgust, she cleansed herself with the tissue she had grabbed from Zainab's hands.

"You're such a disgrace, just for looking at men."

"Like a kindergarten child, eating disheveled so." he added annoyed.

"Sorry Zai. There was a wingless human or angel. O Allah, the Truth of Your creation." Half whispered and grabbed Zainab's bottle.

"I want to meet him first." Walking quickly left Zainab at her desk.

Zainab had no regard for Sofia's departure. He was busy cleaning up the leftovers under the table.

***

Joseph was arranging some books and some files on his desk, preparing today's learning materials, passing on the final learning material.

He looks full of spirit. This was his first experience as a teacher. However, his ability to speak English is very good.

Before his parents' business closed. Yusuf was in charge of introducing rattan-based handicraft products to foreign tourists. I don't know why he switched professions to become a teacher. Because maybe for him, this was the easiest path. He never tried to apply to big offices.

Is he still traumatized by the loss of the Father due to the fire, which caused his business to close.

With confidence, He is very confident that he can deliver learning materials to children well.

Hopefully this is a good first step for him. In order to continue life, looking for rupiah for Mother and sister only wayangnya.

"Ehm, um good morning Mr. Yusuf." Sophia came to Joseph. And standing right in front of him.

Joseph was a little surprised "Oh yeah, good morning too."

"I'm sorry about who you are."

"I'm Sofia Latjuba, uh I mean Sofia Larasati. I'm his cousin's sister because her grandmother was my grandmother's sister."

"Ohhh Yes." Joseph showed a confused face.

"Welcome to this school, sir. May you teach your children well and joyfully."

"Mother Sofia, can you be more polite to Mr. Joseph?." Suddenly the voice was loud with dislike.

Sofia turned to the back of "Her family there is also Bu Dita here, want to get acquainted with Mr. Yusuf.

Dita is a proud man. The parasites are beautiful, the body is high, the skin is pure white, the nose is sharp, and is one of the smart teachers at the school.

Dita does not like Sofia, because she thinks Sofia is too excessive in her attitude and her words tend to be made up. Dita also considers Zainab as a rival, even since Zainab worked at the school, only Zainab is the only teacher who can seize the title as a teacher of achievement that Dita had previously held.

"I'm sorry about Bu Sofia's attitude, Mr. Yusuf. She was indeed a bit strange" Walking aligned her body with Sofia.

"Am I guilty of Mr. Joseph?."

"And I just asked him to get acquainted and just join this school. And why am I being called weird?." The series of questions were raised by Sofia in a spicy tone.

"There's nothing wrong with your words, but your flirtatious attitude usually tempts the male teachers at this school. And now you do it to Mr. Joseph." Reply Dita still with a flat voice but it feels able to stab Sofia's heart.

"Oohh or next time, I will propose to the Headmaster to add the title of Guru Ganjen, which is very worthy of Bu Sofia." Her impression again with lips humbled grin.

"Shut your mouth, Ms. Dita. Don't just judge others."

Seeing the debate of two women before him getting heated, Joseph immediately broke up. Fear if left unchecked. Moreover, it was caused only a trivial matter according to him.

"It's enough, Miss Sofia, Miss Dita." looked at them alternately.

"I don't think it's a big deal that should be debated that way. And soon hours of teaching and learning activities will take place. If only you two could forgive each other's mistakes." Joseph said without pleading with any of them.

The two women spoke only a thousand languages, looking at each other. They admit to themselves that what they are doing is a mistake, and it is not worth it.

In that room, only Zainab saw what happened to them. The other teachers just go in and then come out again, so they don't know what's going on.

Zainab, watching her friend Sofia, makes no effort to defend her. Because he wanted to see if Joseph would defend Dita or Sofia? It turns out that he is not on either side.