My Husband's Wedding

Rivalries

The bell has rung. Nayla rushes to return to the office to pick up books and meet with the principal.

"Mas, sir, I'm ahead. This is my first day of teaching, so I would like to first ask for a list of the students I will teach to the principal's mother. That's why I'm saying goodbye. Assalamualaikum"

"Waalaikumsalam" replied Zidan and Amar together.

Zidan walked next to the man he had just met. The peci he uses and the smile that always expands on his face, making Zidan feel afraid that the charisma and good looks he has will be rivaled.

"Emh, how long have you been teaching here?" asked Zidan who immediately made Amar look at his side.

"I've been teaching here for a long time. I worked here the day before Nayla's mom dropped out of this school"

"Oh so. So you've only met Nayla twice?"

"Yes, sir, I have only met Bu Nayla twice. Once was the day I went to this school and drove him home, and for the second time today. Maybe so on, now I can meet with Bu Nayla"

Zidan stared intently at Amar who looked as comfortable as his own smile.

"Why are you smiling? is there something funny?!" said Zidan ketus.

"Emh, I'm just remembering the incident first, where when Bu Nayla will take me home, she herself was exchanged with Bu Asti after the dzuhur prayer"

"Why do you remember the past. I'm telling you, don't you ever think about Nayla let alone imagine something that doesn't!"

"Astagfirullah sir, I only remember the funny events of Bu Nayla. After all, I was just a friend with him. Besides, I'm sorry to ask, is my father Bu Nayla?"

Zidan is confused looking for the right answer, to say that he is his future wife.

"He is my future wife"

"Oh new wife candidate anyway. Kirain's father was her husband Bu Nayla. Then In Shay Allah I will also be the future priest Bu Nayla" Amar replied with a laugh.

"Don't you dare take Nayla from me! She'll definitely marry me and you'll be her only guest"

"I won't take Miss Nayla from you. If he is my soul mate, God will bring him closer to me. It's my time to teach, I say goodbye. Wassalamualaikum"

Amar passed away leaving Zidan who was closing in explosive anger.

"Girishal"

*******

Dikantor Nayla is tidying up his book that will be used to teach the children who are his responsibility now. Until Asti came and helped Nayla tidy up her book on the table.

"Beautiful Bu Nayla, let me help you"

"Thank you, Ma Asti"

Before long the principal's mother came to Nayla and Asti who were entering a book that Nayla would bring to her classroom.

"Bu Nayla, this is your first meeting with a child. I hope you can patiently teach them and be able to educate children for the better. In addition to intelligence, good morals must also be taught to the child"

"Yes mom's good. In Allah I will teach a lesson seriously and will educate children to be children who are sholeh and sholeh"

"Yes ma'am, this is a list of the names of the students in the class that I will teach later. If there's anything you want to say or ask please"

"Imagined mom. Later after I teach if there are things I want to ask then I will come to the head mother. Thank you very much ma'am"

A smile was engraved on Nayla's beautiful face. Asti who saw Nayla can only praise and admire the beauty and intelligence that Nayla has. In addition to the intelligence and knowledge that Nayla has, the attitude and manners that Nayla can make her the center of attention and magnetize people in this school in her first heart.

"Nay, by the way, you use skincare or what treatment? how can your face be so pure white?" ask Asti to know.

"Bu Asti, later yes I will answer and will explain to my mother what products and what treatments. Now that I'm hunting it's time for me to go to class. I will go to my mother later on to rest. Excuse me first, Wassalamualaikum"

"Waalaikumsalam" Asti replied in annoyance.

Nayla rushed to the classroom. It seems that the headmaster's mother is talking to the children and talking about her becoming a teacher in this class.

"Children, it's Nayla's mother has come. Please Ms. Nayla come in and introduce yourself"

"Asik ma'am the teacher is beautiful!"

Nayla who was embarrassed to hear the child yells praising him could only smile. While the headmaster's mother can only shake her head to see the behavior of the child in front of her.

"Assalamualaikum son of a son"

"Girishal"

"Include mother's name is Ms. Nayla Saraswati. Just call Ms. Nayla.Now I will teach in this class and accompany you to study and play. I hope you guys are happy with the lesson I gave you later. If anyone wants to ask please"

All the children started smiling towards Nayla. They were very happy because at this time their class was taught by a good teacher like Nayla.

"My mom wants to ask mom " shouted one of the kids.

"Well, what son?"

"I want to ask. Do you have a baby like my mom who just had a baby at home?"

Nayla smiled at the question of the child in front of her.

"Mom didn't have a baby. Maybe if you have a baby later, I'll bring her here and play and learn with you "

The school principal's mother who was afraid to hear the more privacy plain questions for Nayla immediately switched the child's conversation.

"Already, already. Now is the time to study, so now you can start studying with Ms. Nayla, and you can ask only about the material that Ms. Nayla is explaining. If you ask something that has nothing to do with the lesson, then you should not ask anything else. Understood?"

"Eyeah ma'am" cried the child in unison.

As time passed, Nayla began to pass on her students and conduct effective learning for children. There is no commotion or mischief that children do.

Until three hours passed, now Nayla has finished teaching children in second grade. And when Nayla returned to the office because the children had come home because of the rules at this school, for first and second graders they only studied until 10:00 . Another case with Asti who was seen eating in the office room, he taught children in fourth grade and currently he is resting. Nayla came and started walking towards her desk.

"Bu Nayla how did he learn? not effective walking ? " ask Asti at Nayla who is walking in front of her.

"Alhamdulillah ma'am. Good and kind children"

"Thankful that's it. Oh yes, there is a man in front who is waiting for mom. He's sitting in the same park as Mr. Amar"

Nayla scrunched her forehead. He was able to guess that the man was Zidan.

"Creally ma'am? "

"Yes mom. By the way, is she Miss Nayla?"

"He's my friend. Yes, if so, I'm sorry ma'am"

"Eh wait wait wait! so he's just Mom's friend? then you can know me. I want to be friends with him too. Gratitude can be more than friends"

Nayla's eyes were perfectly rounded when she heard the words of Asti who casually wanted to get to know Zidan. Nayla's heart was hot when she heard that there were other women who wanted to be close to Zidan.

"Yes, I'll introduce you later. I'm pampering. Wassalamualaikum" answered Nayla with a forced smile.

Asti was his friend when he used to teach at this school. However, Asti often makes Nayla shake her head when she sees her behavior that often changes partners and talks about the ugliness of others.

*******

At home, Zidan is currently talking to Amar who always chimed in Zidan's words that have been ignited emotionally with his words.

"I warn you, never intend to approach Nayla let alone dream of being her husband!" said Zidan full of emphasis.

"As long as Bu Nayla doesn't have a husband I'll try to get to know her more. There is no prohibition from his parents or from Bu Nayla as the person concerned"

"You are right! you know that I'm her future husband and still want to snatch her away from me!"

"I'm sorry sir. As long as there is no curved yellow janur with a paper that says Bu Nayla and father, I will continue to pray and strive to approach him. Besides, what if Bu Nayla is really my soul mate? can you prevent the power of God?"

Zidan's emotions have peaked. From then on he held back his emotions by clenching his hands and dancing his breath, now he started to get up and started to leave Amar.