My husband is a Cold Teacher

My husband is a Cold Teacher
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I'm still waiting for you without a word of fatigue.


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Salsa POV's


An hour ago Mr. Mario drove me home and an hour ago I was always crying. Look at the divorce papers. This is not what I want.


Cry broke. Look at the two letters in turn. All right, if this is the best. I'll try sincerely. Not bringing it up again.


If we are friends, we will get back together. I rubbed my crystal liquid. Then, pull myself in the corner of the room. Snuggled.


“Hiks .. I'm sincere. I'll be steadfast,” my isak. I will obey the wishes of Mr. Mario.


***


06:00


I'm wearing my uniform. Putting hijab. Then, take my white sling bag.


“Spirit Salsa!” I encouraged myself. Smiling brightly. I should be fine. Yeah, at least let me toughen up outside.


I approached both of my parents. Eat in silence. Not wanting to bring up yesterday's problems. Let time answer.


I'll be successful! Another year to graduate from High School. That way, I will start to organize my life that has fallen apart.


And, I'll find a life that can be my antidote. Although I know the antidote is so far away. This wound is like a snake.


“Ma, Pa, Salsa said goodbye to school first. Assalamualaikum.” I took the hands of both my parents.


“Wa’alaikumsalam,” replied mama and papa.


***


At my new school, I made friends. Name, Aisyah. She's a pretty girl wearing a hijab like me. Lucky to be in class with him.


Only Ayesha and I were wearing the hijab. Others not. Most of my school is Christian. Although there is also Islam does not wear hijab.


I like the atmosphere here. Although different, but respect each other. Really apply the meaning of the single bhineka ika.


“We buy bread just like drinks. I'm not a laper,” my proposal to Aisyah.


“Bby. I'm not hungry either.”


We both went to the cafeteria and bought bread. I paid for it and waited for the change. At least here, I don't need to get maki and bullyian abuse.


I miss my best friends Sakina and Afiah. Usually Afiah will whine at the break to the cafeteria and Sakina will display her judes face when Afiah starts to suck.


“Why are you, Sa? I don't want to interfere in your personal affairs, but your face has been so moody ever since you got in here. Don't you like this school?” ask Aisyah.


“Not liked. I just have a lot of problems. Trying to forget and think like everything is okay. Pretending to be happy is hard,” lirihku.


I opened my bread when I arrived at the class. Eat it and try to give a little boost in me to be aware of my promise to Mr. Mario.


“Whatever your problem and no matter how hard you are, always pray to Him. Every problem there will be a way out,” Asiyah's advice.


“Thank you,”. He's an understanding friend.


Aisyah diverted the conversation. I'm just happy because I'm trying to forget the memories that started spinning like movie tapes in my brain.


***


“Today we are completely separated. I just miss you,” I look out the window.


He's lost like an earth sink. No word on him. I don't know, after he gave me a letter that destroyed everything, he left.


Does he remember me? Did she keep her heart for me or is she now married to another woman?


“Assalamualaikum, Sa.” I turned my head when I heard the voices of Afiah and Sakina.


I immediately hugged both of them. It's like a longing. “Sit first. Wait a minute, yes, I'm going to the kitchen first,” my goodbye leaves them both. I made some juice and brought some cake.


“You guys are not notified to come here.” Sakina smiled faintly.


“I miss my best friend. What's up, Sa?”


“I'm fine,” I said giving my smile.


“I asked you your heart.” Sakina touched my shoulder. “Is she okay?” tanyanya back.


My eyes are heating up. Just the pans I gave you. Unable to say about the news of a heart that has broken into pieces.


“What Hot Daddy didn't tell you?” ask Afiah.


I shook my head. My eyes were staring at my wedding photo in the room. The man who was staring so coldly at the camera and I was no less cold looking at the lens at that moment.


I got up and took the letter in my drawer. Last letter from my husband. Yes, this letter is what makes me sincere and steadfast. Trying hard despite the storm.


For My Wild Boy's Wife.


Salsas


[Honey, happy ciee called dear, ‘kan? I'm a real PITY for you, Sa. Almost every night I couldn't sleep. The shadow of you always comes to haunt me. My life has been grey since I parted with you.


I didn't know breaking down the egos of our two families was so hard. Until, their threat makes me unable to wiggle. You know, honey. A few months after they separated us, I always looked at you from afar. Dare not come close because I'm afraid of losing you.


Compared to losing you, I'm willing to torture my miss. Sa, don't cry anymore. I wrote this letter for you. I invite you to commit to guarding our hearts.


This may be the destiny we have to go through. Gravel in our household. We can definitely get through all this.


For that cherish as ever. I miss my eyes. Missing the light in you. I can't watch you cry. I'm saying goodbye, Sa. Someday I'll come back and take you away. Don't cry anymore my wild wife.]


From your Husband


Mario Fahreza's.


Every time I read a letter from him I feel sad. “She wrote this letter to me, and I'm sure, someday she will come. If, I wouldn't be tired waiting for him,”.


Sakina and Afiah hold you tight. They are saddened by what befell your household.


Mario, you know, I'm almost graduating. Tomorrow, I will face UNBK. I hope, after all. We're rearranging our hungan.


Struggling together ruins the egos of both our parents. And, listen to my whisper, I'm still holding on and waiting for you. Everyone will think of me as crazy because of the piece of paper you gave me, I am trusting and faithful.


My mom's divorce papers will never be signed. I'm still your wife and I hope that when your parents give us divorce papers, you don't sign them.


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Who gets prank when you think of Mr. Mario's letter of divorce? 😌