Love Zainab

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"Zainab, wait for me." Shouted Sofia half-running after Zainab.

"Why didn't you come to defend me."

"Wasn't Joseph there." Continuing to walk towards her class without noticing Sofia was beside her.

"Even he didn't defend me."

"And Mr. Joseph also did not defend Dita, did he.?"

"You're always arguing with Dita. Though the period of the day I often remind you, but you do not heed and even repeat it again. Of course I'm lazy to defend you." Without waiting for Sofia's answer, Zainab passes into her class.

"Why are you so mean to me, Zai, I'm your best friend. Sofia muttered softly.

As Zainab entered her classroom and when she reached the entrance, Zainab was flabbergasted. How not, Joseph was in his class. He leaned against Zainab's desk, looking up at her happy face and occasionally laughing with the children.

The children fell silent as they began to notice Zainab standing at the entrance of the classroom.

"Sorry Mr. Yusuf, are you in the wrong class?"

"It's my classroom and in the first hour it's my subject. Isn't your lesson in the second hour?"

"Or did Mr. Joseph misread today's schedule?." Questions were asked of Joseph with sharp eyes.

"Sorry Miss Zai." That's Zainab's familiar greeting at that school. And Joseph followed him, of course He knew the call of the children.

"I was in the wrong class, but as I was about to get out, the children held him back. They asked me to introduce myself. So please forgive me and the kids." Joseph explained the reason.

"That's exactly what Mr. Joseph said, Mom. We're the guilty ones." Indra the class leader justifies Yusuf's reasoning.

"Alright, I forgive you Mr. Joseph and mother also forgive you children. But, I don't want this to happen again. Zainab's warning is flown.

" Yes, ma'am."Answer the children simultaneously.

"Sorry Mr. Yusuf, maybe the kids in the next class have been waiting for you too long." Smoothen Zainab out.

Joseph packed his books which he put on the table. And as he was about to step out of the classroom, he paused beside Zainab for a moment.

"Please, don't be so fierce with the children. I don't know, no, what they've been stirring about you to me." Half whispered. And Joseph had glanced at Zainab's face, wanting to see the change in expression there. With a smile, he left the class.

Zainab looked after Joseph. It seems difficult to digest. Several times he tried to understand, but the same money that made his face feel hot and red.

She was so proud and brave to me. Not even a day of teaching here, he has told me fiercely. They are able to take the hearts and attention of children. And what the children had told him. I may have been scraping information about what happened before when I was not in class.

Ohh that's impossible. How humiliating. Or he wants to make a feud with me. But what was the reason until he had such bad intentions. Zainab murmured in the heart. His mind followed to the no-no.

"Bu Zai, I'm really bengong there. We're all ready to learn."

The voice broke Zainab's daydreams, establishing and gathering her sanity as before.

"I'm sorry, Mother, children. Let's continue our lessons.

Zainab was momentarily astonished, seeing all the children following her instructions. There were some students who did not follow his orders. Then He thought again about what Joseph had given them. Unfeeling by him, his lips expanded perfectly.

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The hour of rest has arrived. The kids are out of class. Some go to the Canteen, to the Library, play basketball on the court or just sit around chatting about the latest news in the social media universe. Like a gossip account, always update every time.

Joseph came out of the teacher's room. He stood leaning against the pendopo, watching a game of basketball on the court. A boisterous sound was also heard from the other side off the field, the children shouting the word victory as the ball made it into the ring.

"Sir Joseph." patted Joseph on the shoulder slowly.

Joseph looked over and was a little interested."Ooh Mr. Karim."

"It's like enjoying watching kids play basketball."

"Saturation remover sir. Bored of having to be inside."

When we are talking. Zaynab passed before them with a stack of books that He had set before him.

"Bu Zai, where are you going?." Two questions at once Mr. Karim gave.

"I'm from the Library and want to go back to the teacher's office." He answered without taking his eyes off Mr. Karim. He did not notice the existence of Joseph.

"Yes, please, ma'am." Zainab passed by and still ignored Joseph who had been watching her. There may still be feelings between embarrassment, resentment and unpleasantness.

When he was about to open his voice, Mr. Karim saw Yusuf's lips smiling. And start to think there's something that can't be interpreted.

"Bu Zainab is besides beautiful, a good Muslimah, sholeha, smart and nice when invited to chat. Yes, although it can turn fierce at any time, so remember my wife if again angry when she was alive first." He said recalling the past events, a fleeting sweet smile flashed across his face.

"And one more thing, she's single and deserves to be a dream wife." Mr. Karim nudged Yusuf's arm with a seductive smile.

"I haven't thought about getting married. I still have responsibilities for my mother and sister." Terang Yusuf's.

Although he was deep in his heart, he also wanted to have a wife. However, the responsibility to bear his life is still felt strange. Especially to support people's daughters.

After the death of his Father, Joseph was still unable to think about other things, including the business of asking a woman. Her mother and sister are the main things in her life right now.

"One day will surely come, it will not happen anytime soon." Mr. Karim patted Yusuf's shoulder in encouragement.

Suddenly Maya and Sofia come together with her other friends. They came to Joseph to ask him to take a picture.

"Sir Karim please take a picture of us with Mr. Yusuf." Sinta handed over her cell phone, without asking Joseph for permission, seeking approval.

Mr. Karim was confused to see the behavior of the girls. And look toward Joseph. Yusuf nodded his head slowly, then Mr. Karim took the phone to comply with their request with little force.

"What a great picture, sir." they shouted.

But before the picture was taken, Joseph gave the requirement that they not touch it. The kids agreed too.

They pose as they please. Except for Joseph who was just standing, like not moving because it was flanked by them from the right and also the left. It was just a smile that he let go, so that the children would feel happy.

Teachers who passed there did not escape the invitation of children to take pictures together, Sofia who was stuck there was no fun. When else do you think.

I do not know how many pictures have been taken by Mr. Karim. The kids were happy when they saw the photo. Arelah thanked them, they started to disperse

Zainab who was looking from a distance, only had a flat expression. Even his heart opened a conversation with itself, giving Joseph bad grades. It's only right to be on his blacklist.

Zainab's hands felt like they were being dragged. It turned out to be true, Sofia had already tugged her hand towards Yusuf and Pal Karim.

"Come on Zainab, take a picture with Mr. Yusuf." Bring Sofia.

"No, no, you're just." Folding both hands while glancing sharply at Joseph, implying that it was a look of dislike.

Or something to do with what happened this morning. Might as well. Could be.

Because he continued to feel forced, Zainab finally could only be silent resigned. Mr. Karim who watched, just chuckled amusedly.

Especially when going to take a picture, already prepared even Zainab spread her legs one step a little distance with Joseph. Honestly he felt uncomfortable and strange near Joseph, his heart pounding as if he wanted to be dislodged. He said he was very upset with her. His name is also heart, it is not understood what he wants or maybe this is the right signal. But Zainab has not been able to deliver it.

Sofia who was also annoyed to see her best friend like that. I have done the same movement several times. So, since then there has been no picture taken by Mr. Karim.

Because intermittently "Wait for Mr. Karim." Hold Sofia waving her hand.

"Zainab, why are you staying away. The pictures will be ugly." I don't know how many times the word otu came out of Sofia's mouth.

Again with Joseph, He knew this was not easy for him either. Moreover, seeing Zainab acting strange like that, nothing but keeping herself untouched, even though the distance between He and Zainab was 30cm. While between He and Sofia, if they move, their skin can touch.

"I want to be photographed at this distance." Tawar Zaynab.

"Okay, than we don't take pictures. This is probably the best pose of your entire life." Sofia said with annoyance.

Finally, their photo was captured by Mr. Karim. Sofia could only smile wryly while staring at Sofia's face.

Zainab who saw Sofia's gaze, hurriedly took a thousand steps into the teacher's room. And then Sofia from behind followed him.

Yusuf and Mr. Karim chuckled at the sight of the two companions, as if they were their own students.

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