MA LECTURER BEAUTIFUL

SEASON THREE Part: 142 (Office from campus)

Mrs Ratih then entered the house and found her husband who was carrying a package package. He immediately asked.

"What's that, Pa?" ask Mrs Ratih to Gavin.

"This, Ma. Raka gets a gift, but doesn't know from whom." replied Gavin.

"Just open it, Pa. Let's know what it is?" said Mrs Ratih.

Then Gavin opened the package. It turned out to be a laptop.

"Well, laptop,! Raka likes it. But, Raka still did not need this. Kan Raka is still in elementary school." said Raka innocently.

"Well, you need this, son?" answer Gavin.

Raka was still busy observing the laptop he was now holding.

"But who's it from, Pa?" ask Mrs Ratih.

"If Bibi had said it, she said that this was a woman wearing a hijab" replied Gavin softly for fear of hearing Raka.

"Does he love you, Pa?" ask Mrs Ratih.

"Maybe, too, Ma. But, I don't know the truth yet." replied Gavin.

Finally they entered the room, Raka was still in the middle room with Mr. Indra. The grandfather and grandson then joked until it was not felt until the Maghrib.

In the evening, Ratih and Gavin chatted in front, while Raka after learning must have gone to sleep. Gavin and Bu Ratih did get used to learning to take a break.

Finally Gavin and Bu Ratih decided to sleep too. Tonight was so cold that the AC in Bu Ratih's room was not turned on. Mrs Ratih slept with her husband Gavin. It does not feel like their household has been running for more than a decade.

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This morning Ms. Ratih to campus was escorted by Gavin, because she would come home to stop by the supermarket to buy something.

Arriving at the campus, Mrs Ratih as usual she went straight into the Lecturer's room. But, before entering the room, suddenly someone called out to him.

"Master Train,!" dita from far away.

Immediately Bu Ratih stopped and turned to the source of the voice. Dita ran while carrying the crackers promised to Bu Ratih.

"Mom, these are the crackers for Bi Ratih.!" aeru Dita while giving the crackers.

"Woow, thanks Dita," replied Mrs Ratih.

"Sorry, Mom. If only we can clean the crackers to Batih Bu." he said.

"Well, why only crackers. It's a lot, too, Dit. It just so happens that your child likes to eat with crackers" said Mrs Ratih.

"Yes, Mom. Now back to me, huh?" said Dita.

"Yes, please. Again I thank you very much, Dit?" said Mrs Ratih.

Dita just nodded while leaving behind Bu Ratih who was still standing in front of the door. When in the room, Mrs Ratih observed the crackers carefully.

"I think it's delicious, I'll try it" he said slowly.

Bu Ratih opened the crackers. Then try to taste it one piece. A few seconds later Bu Ratih's eyes rounded.

"It's very savory. Worth promoting this. I will help Dita to promote her crackers." said Mrs Ratih in her heart.

Shortly after, he pulled out his phone. He scrolls to find the name of his sister-in-law who has a cathering business. Brother Irene.

["Hallo, Sister Irene. I'm just telling you, like Cathering Brother needs cracker support, I have stuff"]

["Oh yes, Ta. It takes that much. Where did you get it from?"]

["My student there's a cracker effort. I want to help market it."]

["Wow, that's good. Okay, we'll talk about it again. This is me again checking orders made to the government office."]

["Okey, Brother. Oh, yeah!"]

When the entrance hours ngajar Bu Ratih taught as usual. He got back on schedule in the first hour. After the clock was shown at eleven o'clock in the afternoon, he ended giving his lecture material and then returned to his room.

Shortly afterwards, Mr. Anwar entered to call Mr. Ratih.

"Sorry, Mrs Ratih. Mr. Dean calls you into his room." said Mr. Anwar.

"Good, Sir. I'll be there soon." replied Mrs Ratih.

Then Bu Ratih came out to follow Mr. Anwar. After that they separated, because Mr. Anwar entered his room again, while Mr. Ratih went to the Dean's room.

"Oh, noon, Mrs Ratih. Please sit.!" tell Mr. Dean.

"Thank you Sir..," replied Mrs Ratih.

"Look, Mom. To improve the quality and quality of Lecturers, the Campus assigned one of the Lecturers on this campus to continue S3 in Jogja. And of the Lecturers in our campus, you are the one chosen to represent him." explained Mr. Dean.

"What, Sir. Is not wrong to choose, there are still many other Lecturers more deserving of this opportunity." replied Bu Ratih surprised.

"The campus has considered everything, and it was Mrs Ratih who deserved this opportunity. You do not have to answer now, Mr. Ratih can negotiate it first with the family." explained Mr. Dean.

Madam Ratih could not answer anything. He was faced with two difficult choices. Honest in her heart she was very happy to get this opportunity, but one side she had to face the family, now she is a mother.

"alright, Sir. I will negotiate first with my family." replied Mrs Ratih.

"Alright, Mom. Now Bu Ratih can return to the room Bu Ratih again." said Mr. Dean while greeting Mr. Ratih.

Mrs Ratih walked down the corridor to her room. In his heart he was very happy, because it was in accordance with his dreams from long ago. He will study as high as possible while there is an opportunity, even if the opportunity is obtained after he is old, he will do it.

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In a different place, an office is not so big. There is only one floor. The office is engaged in Garment, here it only serves as an office only. The production is outside the city.

"Pak Sardi, what about the delivery of batik to Kalimantan?" ask a woman who serves as the leader.

"It's all ready, Miss Kasih.!" replied Mr. Sardi.

It turns out that woman is love. He is now the head of that office. His company engaged in Garment is producing batik weaving typical Kediri. He passed on his grandfather's legacy long ago.

After almost eight years running, finally the business is growing and able to produce various sheets of batik weaving ikat. About two years ago Kasih moved again to Jakarta and set up an office for this business.

Most of its production is still in the city of Kediri, while in Jakarta it is as an office and a place to double check only. Love is assisted by Mr. Manto who faithfully helps from his efforts below.

Once a month Kasih commute Jakarta-Kediri to check the goods. He is now sitting in his seat as usual. Then he opened his phone. A photo of the boy on his phone.

"Raka, you've grown up now, I'm proud of you, son. Even though I never met you, but Mother's prayer is always there for you" said Love.

As he had dreamed of long ago, Kasih is now a successful businessman. All thanks to his work and his team. His mother is also now just at home as an ordinary housewife, no longer selling packaged rice left in stalls. Her sister is now in college for the first semester. He studied management.

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In the afternoon when he came home from work, as usual he was escorted by a driver to go back to his office and home.

"Sir Isman, please take me to the supermarket, I want to buy Mom fruit" said Kasih as the driver.

"Okay, ma'am." replied Mr. Isman.

Mr. Isman drove his car down the highway. He drove his car at standard speed. Love is busy with her cell phone. When approaching the supermarket, Kasih's car almost collided with another car that had just come out of the supermarket.

"Ciiiiiiittt.,!!" The sound of the brakes was so clearly heard.

"What's up, sir?" tanya Kasih's.

"Sorry, Mom. I didn't know that there was a car that just came out of the supermarket" replied Mr. Isman terrified.

"But the car is okay, right?" tanya Kasih's.

"No, Ma. But, the guy's out, ma'am." said Mr. Isman.

"Try Mr. Isman down for a bit. Just wanted to say something." said Kasih.

"Okay, Mom.!" answer Mr. Isman.

Mr. Isman opened the car door to approach the owner of the car he wanted to hit earlier. Love is still watching from inside the car. If something unwanted happens, he is ready to come out.

When the owner of the car approached Mr. Isman, Kasih was surprised because he recognized the man who was now dealing with the driver.

"Mas Gavin,!" it was screaming from inside the car.

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