Mother's Diary
Second sheet
Monday is the most wanted day to pass, especially for school children who have to undergo the ceremony, standing in the middle of a hot field, especially for school children, but that doesn't apply to Azzahra Jannah who is part of the PMR child standing at the very back, they stand in shady areas to secure friends who might faint.
"Bec....Ra...that's X2 grade kid who passed out!" calls from Dido, another PMR member, alerted Zahra to her daydream
"Ok let me take it to the UKS!" zahra answered while entering the X2 class line to help the students who had started fainting, and then swept it to the UKS.
"Lumayan can teach in the UKS"
After laying the students in bed, Zahra decided to make a warm tea for the schoolgirl so that her body felt refreshed when she realized from the tomb.
"I hope I can read her second diary, I'm really curious about who the real father is"
The first lesson bell will start already, Zahra decided to go back to class after making sure everything was safe, if he left.
Zahra also began learning with enthusiasm and enthusiasm, because he really wants his ideals will be realized.
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tet..tets.
The final lesson bell has rung, all students scattered to leave the class.
"Zahra, don't go straight home well, we gather first to discuss about the smart race meticulously for the city level" said Dendi, who will be his partner in a smart race this time.
"Would it be today, Den?"
"Yes, Mr. Revelation is waiting for us for guidance for the race"
" Alright" listlessly.
While busy with careful intelligent guidance, Zahra's phone reads.
"I'm sorry I let you pick up the phone from your mother first, sir, afraid it's important" he said
After getting permission, Zahra chose to leave the room so that it could be more pleasant to call with her mother.
"Waalaikumsalam son, are you still at school?"
"Yes bun, there is still something to discuss with teacher bun"
"Later mother pick up yah.kamu continue the discussion first...Assalamualaikum"
"Well mother I wait, Waalaikumsalam mother"
After I finished the guidance, I went straight to the school gate because I was sure that my mother was waiting for me, what else is now 17:00.
"Assalamualaikum mother, sorry I got out long ago huh?" ask Zahra by showing her guilty face while entering the car.
"Don't go ko dear, we just go home yu, mother has been shopping to cook for dinner" by stroking Zahra's head.
Arriving at home and cleaning up and carrying out obligations, when the mother was busy cooking I chose to go to the mother's room to photograph the second sheet of the mother's diary, because I could not read it immediately afraid of being discovered by the mother.
At night before going to bed I decided to read the second sheet of my mother's diary I had photographed on my phone.
*Surabaya, April 19, 20xx
Dear diary
Today is my second day to write my story.
Today is a very tired day, in addition to the cafe visitors are very crowded but my heart is also tired.
At lunchtime I saw her beloved coming to the cafe where I was working with a woman I didn't know.
They look very close, making this chest tight and tears as I realize it flows by itself.
Missing, sad, disappointed that I felt, even though he had failed me, but this love was still his, I was grateful that he was not aware of my existence.
When I came home I chose to check myself and it turned out that Allah SWT gave me a gift by putting a child in my womb.
I am so grateful for those who will be my life goals in the future, at least now I know that I will not be alone again.
I am tired and happy on the same day*.
