Miss To Move Diary

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"Hm." My mother still does her job.

"I love you, I love you. I'm so dear." I looked at my face, a face that had begun to wrinkle.

"Well, Yevn accepted his teaching offer."

Mama stopped her activities. Looked at me and smiled sweetly. A smile that left me unable to guess my mother's opinion after hearing my decision.

I saw my mother's face getting more beautiful. I know my mother was very happy with my decision. But there was one thing that was held back from behind that smile. Whahuh?

"You're happy, because this is your father's dream." My mom looks at me clingy.

"You know, son, this mommy loves you so much, dad? don't you ask. Unfortunately, nothing less like mama." I hugged my mother's arm.

"About yesterday's offer, we really wanted you to be a teacher. Especially dad. You already know the reason. But the decision remains in your hands. Mom and Dad support whatever your decision is. So don't think about us."

My mother hugged me, it felt so comfortable, warm and full of affection. This is the most comfortable place I'll find nowhere else, a mother's embrace.

"Now, go take a bath, you'll get this all ready, your father's coming down in a minute."

I nodded, then left Mamah towards the room.

My parents wanted me to be a teacher, especially my father. Father also hopes his children continue to maintain the school foundation that has been built decades ago. The foundation built with his efforts.

Fighting for teacher teachers who previously stopped from teaching at other schools, because of the remote location, minimal salary. Fighting for the fate of children who drop out of school because it has no cost. My father wants his son to continue his struggle.

Not only there, at home also the father receives students to teach for all circles. My father's students are very much. When I was in elementary school, I helped teach. After teaching I open tutoring, I teach adek adek who has difficulty learning, my friend also.

Since SD I have always been a class champion, the number 1 is always written in the report card ranking.

I always see my mom and dad smile. I'm motivated by that.

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At the dinner table there was only me, father, mother and brother. My sister doesn't live with us anymore. Only once to go home. She became a teacher in another city, living with her foster sister.

Everyone was busy with their dinner plates. I took the opportunity to look at them one by one while continuing to enjoy my breakfast.

After breakfast, I looked at my father, then I looked at my mother who was looking at me. Mom smiled and nodded. I face my face to my father again.

"Dad, did you love Yevn?"

Ah, that stupid question is always the beginning of my sentence. My mother giggled at my question. My brother laughed too.

"Yes, honey, I love all of your kids."

I drank the water that my mother had poured into the glass.

" Yes, Yevn accepted his teaching offer."

"hmm...really?" dad looks happy.

I'm nodding. From the corner of my eye, I saw my brother looking at me, but I ignored him.

"Do you have to, son?" Dad looked at me, from his face I knew he was trying to guess, and waiting for my answer.

"No dad, Yevn wasn't forced. Yevn thinks it's wrong for Yevn to try, all you experience, Yevn can also learn to talk in front of the crowd again."

Under the table Vhen's brother's hand grabbed my hand and held it tightly.