
Naira walked down the school corridor to her class. This morning he seemed so excited to remember the incident at home with Rifky earlier.
With a smile that never fades from her beautiful lips, Naira is gentle with everyone she meets and not forgetting to smile kindly.
Ever since she lived with Rifky, Naira's attitude has changed drastically. Starting from how to dress, how to talk and rebuke to others.
Indeed, no matter how hard one's heart is, the best way to educate is with gentleness.
"Assalamualaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh, Children!" greet a teacher who has just entered Naira's classroom. More precisely Bu Siti-guardian of their class.
"Waalaikumusam warahmatullahi wabarakatuh, ma'am," they answered in unison.
After a long time in class and talking to his students. Bu Siti made certain announcements to her students.
"Kids, next week you're gonna have a graduation exam. So, I hope you learn diligently, in order to get the best grades," said Bu Siti told her students.
Everyone listened carefully to the class. Ms. Siti was the kind of person who was wise and meek, making all the disciples comfortable to make and obey what she commanded.
Not felt, so long as they occupied class XII, they will finally carry out the graduation exam as well. It means staying a while for them to be together. Everyone will miss each other when they part.
****
Rifky was fiddling with his laptop and various office activities approached him.
Geck! Geck! Geck!
"Lake in!" rifky's orders let someone in.
"Excuse me, Sir. I want to hand over these files to Mr. Signature" Ayu said, staring at Rifky.
"Yes, put it there!" timpal Rifky is still focusing on his laptop screen.
'Huh! No intention of seeing me?' muttered Ayu inwardly, then placed the files beside Rifky.
'It's married, but it still looks poet. Ah, how I'm not crazy about you, honey. But I don't want to take away your wife's happiness said Ayu, then left Rifky.
Ayu does want Rifky for her, but she is a woman with a conscience. He didn't want to destroy the household that Rifky had built. Let ...he succumbed to everything despite having to scratch the wound.
****
Naira was currently sitting in her usual place waiting. It's been 15 minutes, but Rifky never saw the trunk of his nose.
"Where's Mas Rifky, anyway?" naira muttered.
"Mr ...!" Rifky came suddenly and startled her.
"Haha, have you been waiting a long time, huh?" rifky asked with a laugh.
"From now!" timpal Naira looked at her husband.
"Loh, how's that face, anyway?" Rifky's frown slightly shriveled looking at Naira's expression.
"Not to bother. What kind of hanging people?" naira said and blushed her lips five centi.
"Yes, sorry ...." Rifky snatched Naira's lips at a glance, then stroked the head of his wife.
"Yeah, home!" take Rifky guiding Naira's hand to the car and open the car door for his wife.
"Mas, next week I start the exam, you know," Naira told Rifky with a smile on her lips.
"The test? Then you should focus on learning, dong?" ask Rifky while driving.
"Well, let's get good grades" answered Naira innocently while playing the tip of her hijab.
"Yes, that means. Let's graduate school fast." Rifky smiled broadly.
"Would I graduate quickly?" Naira looked at Rifky who was focused on driving.
"Yes, dong. Let's ...." Rifky nodded and smiled again, causing Naira to be confused.
"Well what?" naira asked raising her eyebrows.
"No papa, you'll know" replied Rifky, then caught a glimpse of his wife.
"Oh." Naira turned around and looked back.
'Basic plain boy!' inner Rifky screamed.
Would he, if he asked Naira for her rights later? Will Naira not refuse? Or crying? Huh! It's hard to marry a high school boy, you'd think he's still learning, playing and playing!
Rifky exhaled slowly, a glimpse of a smile rising back as he looked at Naira who was sitting beside him.
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TBC.