Mr. Mas Lecturer R

chapter three

"Assalamu'alaikum mother...!"

"Your beautiful son is home!"

"DELAY."

The screams of the only girl made the whole house tremble. Indeed that is the habit of Nissa, coming home always brings excitement.

From the direction of the kitchen, came the woman with the abaya outfit complete with her instant hijab to welcome the arrival of her daughter with her ear.

"lisa! you are so good, Ndo, don't be like a child. Go home screaming. Ndak be polite you know," nagged Irma — Mother of Nissa.

Nissa grimaced with pain and pain in her ears. As a result of the Mother's jewel is quite tight. "Sorry bun. His sister, if I go home no one's welcome."

"You don't welcome all of you not sambit use a knife want mbak?" chirps Elsi— son of his uncle Nissa who lives in one house with him.

Indeed, his house was quite crowded. There's Uncle, aunt, Sulfi, Elsi, Zidan, Irma, Panji and him. There is one house with two levels. The house is not too big and luxurious, but the most important thing is the harmony created.

"Your cup. Wants to not hem! Oh, Si." Nissa approached Elsi after shaking hands with her mother. "Page you know," protested Nissa when she saw Elsi who was reluctant to kiss her hand.

"Emmoh! Smelly hands," he said, who immediately got a pinch from Nissa. "Akkhc! sick you mbak, play cubit-cubit anyway."

"You are, ngor! Where there are smelly hands. The fragrant man who smelled incense gini really," he did not accept it while kissing his own hands. "Huh! it smells like wine, your ears have a problem not being able to smell properly."

Elsi sighed tiredly, "which makes the sense of smell the nose mbak. Not ears! he often skips school time."

"Disapparently! take you."

"I what anyway? People leave every day. OSIS must be diligent mbak, especially Elsi was ranked one in the school. It's highly unlikely that Elsi often skips around."

"Well! yah! Yesin let's be spry, difficult debate is equally leaky." Nissa grumbled as she climbed the stairs, "Elsi, grab a drink! a snack, mager down again!"

"Ndon't want to!" reply Elsi no less yelling.

"Your jailer's value won't be lacking later."

"Yes-yes!"

****

"Rizaldy!"

"Yes Ma."

"Sit down!"

Rizal said, sitting on the left seat of his mother. He was already wary in his heart, even though he should still look cool. "Can you?"

"What's Ma?"

"Wife candidate."

The man pretended to be shocked by cupping his face looked frustrated. "Astaghfirullahhallazim, I forgot Ma. It was busy at the office, not to miss."

"Yahh boonggggg..."

"Goru Ma. I haven't thought about marriage either."

"Astaghfirullah Rizal's! you are of age, son. Gamau time anyway, marriage is the noblest worship you know... you gamau?"

"Mulia if in her sincere practice, right Ma? and it's ready, while Rizal hasn't."

"Wait ready, when will Zal be ready." Rere now looks tired, as well as holding back upset with his youngest child. "If you keep going. You want to? fulfilling your Papa's vow?"

"What?"

"Stupid?!!"

"Akkhc! which is really dad'. You must be lying, right?"

Panji shook his head, while trying to calm his daughter who was shouting and chattering so noisily in his opinion. "Udah Ndo's. I'll talk to you first."

"Feelings have been talking about daritadi."

"Seriously speaking Ndo."

Nissa nodded innocently, "so if that person was joking, right? wouldn't you? huh uh? Time yes Well, today there is still a matchmaking so. really kolot Yah."

Panji stroked his daughter's back gently, after which he signaled for her to sit. That's the manners he tried to teach, if there are parents who want to talk seriously or just talk ordinary. Better watch. Be polite and act right.

"You're a good boy. Huge, father's only son. What do parents want?" Panji hopes anxiously start this conversation, "all parents want the best for their children. I can't boong, if you're growing up. I'm getting scared."

Nissa stared back at the warm gaze of the father with her innocent gaze, still trying to digest her father's words. "Fear why?"

"The older the child grows, the older the age of the parents. So—"

"Well, can't you take care of Nissa anymore?" tanyanya cut off the conversation, "yeah Yah. I am a grown man, can also take care of myself."

"Ngapain is so like gini," he continued to have a bad feeling and feeling.

"Wait for Ndo, you're not done talking yet." Panji said so gently, never saying rudely to his daughter. Even if he is angry, it's just that on some occasions he may have to firmly become a father to the only child he loves so much. ''The name of life is death. Everyone knows the plan above. So you want Ndo? Nurutin requests Dad before later dad waf—"

"DAD!" jolt Nissa with teary eyes, "father is still healthy gini really. That's it keeps talking... Why the hell anyway? From the time of Nissa High School, my father has really fucked Nissa. Don't you love Nissa? Do you feel the burden of Nissa? Nissa is wayward from childhood until now, often makes me embarrassed. Nissa apologized dad...! But I don't know how to hate Nissa either."

The defense is also broken. The tears that he endured were no longer contained. The girl was already roaring in tears, after saying those words that stifled her niche.

"Nissa didn't want to get married. Nissa hasn't graduated hiks college...! Nissa is also still comfortable as an apprentice teacher at Casanova. Nissa is not ready to have a husband, if her husband is fierce how? hix... huuuwaaa. huh hyks."

The girl cried bitterly, her tears glistened.she was not ready at all if she had to be asked to marry.the age is still 22 years.it is still very easy if you have to build a household. without guidance and experience, it is very difficult.

"Gamauuu...! Nissa's not ready yet, what if Nissa's evil husband has to do? if he is not strong with Nissa's behavior and behavior, hiks.... how does he jerk?"

"Gamauu! gamauuu is far from the mother's father hiks..."

"Dad can't! this cannot happen, motheraaa..... Nissa gamauuu in soul mate!"

"Nissa promises will change better, but if you have to gini."