My Beginning and My End

Starting with morning

This morning was so busy. Ani helps her mother finish her housework by glancing at the wall clock. Today he had to go to the javapost office first before teaching at SMK Harapan Putra.

"Mom, Ani direct yes. " Ani said by kissing her mother's hand while confused by her left right bag.

"Loh son, you haven't had breakfast, son, will you bring supplies? " while looking at his son in a hurry.

"Later buk, Ani had to go to the editor's office first to submit an article this week. Keep Ani must go straight to school because Ani there is a morning hours ma'am," replied Ani while wearing her shoes.

"Assalamualaikum ma'am," Ani slightly ran towards her white beat bike.

The streets this morning were crowded as usual. The traffic jam of many populations who have to work, school and do other routines filled the streets.

Even the red lights and police still make the streets jammed.

"Sial can be late," Ani said in her heart as she glanced at her watch.

The ringing of the phone continues to make Ani more panicked.

Ani looked for a way in between the traffic jam. With the struggle turn right left and reprimand people for nyrobot here and there Ani finally reached the front of his office.

Ani ran a little from the parking lot. At the age of 45 he looked tired.

"Assalamualaikum, "Ani opened the office door with a truncated breath.

"Greetings walaikum. Eh bu Ani has come, already awaited Pak Harto in his room, "answered Siti intern who just graduated from college.

Ani went to the 2nd floor of the editor-in-chief room.

Slowly he opened the door and had not had time to say hello he had heard Mr. Harto babble.

"Ani Ani what are these reasons, there is no article for this week. You're not the intention of work anyway, "pak Harto looks angry.

"Sorry sir it's jammed. Here I also finished the article, " while looking for something in her bag Ani prayed in his heart to be forgiven.

Things like this don't happen once or twice.

Ani has often made the mistake of delaying larticles for weekly javapost. Maybe because of his work.

He worked at the javapost and taught at Smk Harapan Putra.

Ani herself was sometimes embarrassed by something like this. But he already loves journalism and already loves teaching students.

"I know you are busy. You have to spend time with journalists and teaching. But when you've accepted all of this you should know how to be responsible for both. "

Mr. Harto sat down on his desk and read the article Ani submitted. Ani still dudk down.

"Again, directly insert it into the printer so that tomorrow it is printed. If the problem of the results of your article I have no doubt at all. You were here even when I wasn't here. Just please don't get too busy. Two days before the article was published it should be on my desk." Mr. Harto gave the article again to tell him to bring it to another part.

"Yes sir forgive me. Then I continued, sir, because you want to go straight to school," said Ani to her boss.

"Yes," replied Mr. Harto briefly.

"Wah very relieved," Ani's inner heart when she was in the parking lot.

He put on his helmet and jacket to school.

At school, he immediately headed for his room. Today there is an exam for 11th grade D kids.

He immediately rushed at his desk preparing a question paper and answers that would later be shared.

A busy day, even breathing, must be rushed.

"Children's association" Ani said to her students.

"Walaikum salam bu Ani. "

Ani is a famous killer teacher among the students. He rarely even smiles while teaching and is always firm with his grades already decided.

"Enter all your books. The one on the table had only a pencil and eraser, " said Ani as she divided the test paper.

"It's only 50 minutes with 50 questions. I hope that's enough for you to do it right. "

The students took a deep breath hearing it.

"That can be collected immediately and remain in the class calmly while waiting for the others to be completed. The rest of the time will be used for direct evaluation. So you can tell how much you're worth and how much you're worth." Ani sat down at the front desk and looked with sharp eyes at each disciple. All the disciples looked only bowing their heads.

2 Hours of Indonesian language training is complete.

"Ah finally 90 minutes passed, "inner Ani.

He checked his schedule turned out to be full today.

after class 11 D he immediately entered the room 11A after that in 11E with the same material that is the test.

The break is over. Ani who was busy just eating a few pieces of bread.

Ani went on to the next class, 11E.

"Live in a minute. After that I have to eat. Not breakfast yet, lunch is also not good to eat. "

Ani made a plan in her heart. With a rumbling stomach, Ani did her job as a teacher without problems.

"Well pale, "one woke Ani who was asleep at the teacher's desk.

"It's time to go home, " continued Erna one of the teachers at SMK Harapan son also as a teacher of Islam. Erna is the younger sister of Ani.

"Yes Er, limp body. It was already at what time this teacher room was empty. " Ani looked around.

"Hour 3pm mbk. I want to anterin go home. Let me call my husband not to pick him up. I'm anterin aja, I also miss ibuk, "said Erna who was worried about her brother's condition.

"Assalamualaikum mother father, " Erna's voice woke up her old mother. He is 68 years old but still looks healthy. Ani who is still unmarried still lives with their mother and father.

Unlike Erna who already has her own household and already has 2 children.

"Who son where my grandson, "welcome his mother with a smile.

"Erna here horrified mbk Ani ibuk. The face was pale at school so Erna didn't bring the kids here. " Erna explained while carrying Ani to test her room.

"Jo that's because you didn't eat this morning son, "his mother stroked Ani's head that was lying on the bed.

Erna went to the kitchen and made some warm tea for her sister.

They are two brothers and always get along well. Their relationship with their parents is very harmonious even though they are aging.

Moreover, their affection for Ani.

Even sometimes Erna feels guilty for marrying first than her brother.

While her parents are worried because at the age of 45 Ani is still not married. Plus the whispers of neighbors who always gossip say old virgins. Usually there is also something like scapegoating to blacken Erna because she married first before her brother.

Seen Ani was fast asleep.

Erna was getting ready to go home.

"We're busy coming home. Tomorrow if Mbk Ani has not healed let Erna allow it to the foundation."

Erna asked for permission to go home because it was night.