Mom's a Beautiful Doctor

I Think, Not Bad

Vira put herself on the bed after finishing Isya prayer. Today her taste is all over her body and her feeling is very tired. His eyes looked at the sky of the room with thoughts floating thinking about the request of the Citra bu.

He did not run out of thought, how can bu Citra ask her to be her ummi Harsya when they just met and became acquainted. I don't know what is in the mind of Citra until she can ask such a thing to her. If only grant Harsya's request to take her to school or accompany her to play and sleep, she might be able to grant it. But to be a connecting mother to Harsya, he could not possibly grant it.

" Ahh, I'd rather sleep than think of things that don't, "vira murmured and recited the prayer and closed her eyes. It didn't take long for her to fall asleep because she was really tired.

At three o'clock in the morning, Vira woke up to perform tahajjud prayer. It was his habit to wake up at that hour. After taking ablution, he held a prayer mat and began to perform prayers.

Tears were shed as he offered prayers to the Khalik. He pleads for shelter and pleads for sincerity in living each destiny of his life.

After he finished praying, he opened the holy book of the Qur'an and began to read it. His melodious voice in chanting the verse of the Qur'an really cools the heart of everyone who hears it.

The sound of the dawn adhan ended his activities of reading the Qur'an. He came out of the room still wearing his face to the small mosque in the house. Since the first day of living here, Vira has told Pak Jaka and Bu Endang to always pray together.

After the morning prayers, Vira rushed ready to go to Harsya's house to fulfill her promise to take the little boy to school.

" Mom in the morning, "greet Vira when she enters the kitchen and sees that she is preparing breakfast.

" Ehh morning, doctor ma'am. When the morning is ready, it is not unusual. The breakfast is still not finished I prepared, "reply bu Endang.

" Yes ma'am, from now on I will leave at this hour because I have to go to one place first. I don't have to hunt, just continue cooking. I have breakfast bread only, but please make warm milk yes ma'am, "bu Endang nodded then turned off the stove and rushed to make warm milk for Vira.

Vira returned to the dining room and pulled up a chair and sat down. He took a piece of bread and applied it with chocolate jam and started eating it. Saying thank you He catapulted when Bu Endang put warm milk in front of him then continue his breakfast.

After breakfast, Vira said goodbye to Bu Endang and Jaka. He had to hurry because he did not want Harsya to be late for school.

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Harsya's smile grew when she saw Vira enter her house. Bu Citra was relieved because Vira kept her promise to deliver Harsya to school this morning because since Harsya had not stopped asking where her ummi, why not also arrived. In fact, Citra's mother was defeated because Harsya continued to cry because Vira had not come.

" Ummi, "squeak Harsya happily while running towards Vira with the bag already on her back.

Vira crouches welcoming Harsya into her arms and gives a kiss on Harsya's forehead.

" Ummi, why has it been so long? Harsya thinks ummi lied to Harsya and does not take Harsya to school, "Vira chuckles at the adorable face of Harsya who is protesting to herself with lips that have advanced five inches. Bite can not, his mind.

" I'm sorry dear because ummi long come, the road was a little jammed. But, ummi can't lie Harsya, it's ummi has promised so it's impossible ummi to deny, " said Vira then kissed the two cheeks of the boy in front of her.

" Ihh geli ummi, "Harsya protest while thrashing and sulking because now the powder on his face is gone.

Vira laughs satisfied already managed to make Harsya sulk. Then, apologize and persuade Harsya not to sulk back.

" It's daytime fearing her Harsya is late. Sir, ma'am, I took Harsya to school, "gut Vira then kissed the back of Mr. Ibrahim's hand and Mr. Citra took turns.

" Beware son and thank you, "said mam Citra really.

" Same ma'am, "reply Vira smiled kindly and held Harsya's little hand and led her to the car followed by Minah, ART as well as the person who helped keep Harsya from the baby.

On the way to school, Harsya's little mouth chattered incessantly. This morning, he felt very happy because he went to school in between by his ummi.

Just traveling for fifteen minutes, the car that Vira drove arrived in front of the kindergarten school gate. He went down first and walked around and opened the door for Harsya. After helping to release the seatbelt, Vira leads Harsya into her class at Minah's bik.

" Assalamualaikum, Harsya, "greet teacher Harsya kindly.

" Waalaikumussalam, the teacher's mother, "reply Harsya, Vira and minah together.

" Well, who's Harsya with today? May the teacher know who drove Harsya?, "ask the teacher was curious because all this time Harsya was always between Minah and Citra.

" Ehh, "mom teacher was surprised to hear Harsya's reply. As she was, Harsya had no mother. Harsya's father may have remarried, but neither she nor the school knew. Understandably, his father Harsya is a cool widower who became the target of young teacher teachers at his school, including himself.

Vira smiled towards the maam teacher Harsya who was currently staring at her with a surprised look.

" Include me Vira emm ummi Harsya, " said Vira introduced herself but a little hesitant when referring to herself as ummi Harsya.

" Ahh yes Miss Vira, I'm Icha her teacher Harsya, "reply Icha clumsy.

Vira crouches down in front of Harsya and tidies Harsya's slightly messy uniform "Dear, study diligently and listen to all Icha ma'am say yes. Don't be naughty and be a good kid. Ummi to work first, baby. Later home from school just like Minah yes, "part of Vira then kissed both cheeks Harsya.

" Yes ummi, Harsya will participate in all ummi speech. But, ummi will soon be home from work. Don't be long home, "pinta Harsya.

Vira smiled and nodded her head. Harsya breaks into her class and joins up with her classmate. Vira notices the interaction between Harsya and her friend's friend. He smiled as he looked at Harsya with a happy face and twinkling eyes answering a friend's question while asking who he was.

" It was ummi Harsya, beautiful right, "it was Harsya's answer that Vira heard when Harsya answered her friend's question.

Vira turned her gaze towards the watch that was on her wrist. It was time for him to go to the hospital.

" Mr Icha, I say yes and I also tipped Harsya during school, "vira said kindly and did not forget the sweet smile on her lips.

" Yes ma'am, sure, " replied Icha ma'am who also displayed her smile despite being a little forced due to her heart being hurt by the fact if the woman in front of her was her mother Harsya.

Vira turned her gaze towards the Minah bik "Bik Minah, I said go to work first. I tipped Harsya yes bik during my work, " said Vira.

" Good mistress, "reply with Minah.

Once again Vira sees Harsya in her classroom before walking towards her car. Before driving forward her car, Vira took a deep breath and then slowly threw away "What I'm doing is right. What won't be a problem because I claimed to be his ummi Harsya in front of his teacher. But, if I told the truth to her teacher Harsya earlier, surely Harsya would be very sad and ashamed as all her friends, ".

For a moment, Vira's smile rises as she recalls the interaction between herself and Harsya from home to school.

" Ummie.. I think, not bad, "his mumbling chuckles then starts running his car towards the hospital.

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