Not Husband Scared Wife

Patient

Huuff...

Maya took a deep and long breath. He should calm down. No emotions when facing students who do not have this adab. But that doesn't mean he'll be quiet. Maya drags her feet towards her protege Badsah. His still friendly gaze looked at Badsah who was challenging him.

"Son Badsah... The words you said were not good. As human beings, we have to have good manners. Good and meaningful talk."

Praakk..

Badshah pounded the table firmly. He looks sharply at Maya who is now surprised at the child's disrespectful attitude.

"Not much talk, ma'am."

"Badshah...!"

The loud voice of a man from the doorway made all the occupants of the class stare at the origin of the sound

Mr. Ibrahim

Maya murmured, paying attention to the clinging of Ibrahim who was now approaching her. In fact, Maya was not afraid to face these morally-less students. It's just, he didn't want to be rude to the kid.

"Mrs Maya, I'll continue this lesson." Ibrahim said politely. His face expression was flat. There was no smile created on the handsome teacher's face

"Oowww.. Alright!" Maya glanced at the student, Badsah, who now looked pale. Then cast his gaze towards Ibrahim who was still displaying his flat face. Maya also wondered why Mr. Ibrahim had entered work. Ibrahim is on leave until tomorrow.

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An hour later

Seen Ibrahim and the troubled student Badsah, out of the classroom. Because indeed PJOK tutoring has been completed.

Maya who was sitting with Doni at the picket, noticed with curiosity Ibrahim and Badshah who entered the room WKM 1 or vice head of student section.

"That's Badsah, want in DO." Said Doni with his sour face.

Maya stared fixedly at Doni who spoke. Maya who did not enter in her class Badshah did not know too much about the boy's problems. "In the DO?" ask Maya with confusion.

"Yes, in DO. Because he made a deal. Once again he entered WKM room 1, he had to get out of this school. The problem is a lot. Obviously Doni was seriously staring at Maya.

"Yes my.. Too bad. It'll be a test soon." Maya's law is weak. He threw his eyes towards the WKM space. He also rose from his seat with high curiosity implied on his face.

Graapps..

Doni held his arm.

"Where are you going?" ask Doni.

"To the WKM space."

"Not to interfere, May. You're not in grade 9-6." Doni said, forcing Maya back to sit in her chair. "Do not mind the work of Mr. Ibrahim. His wife will know. You can be blamed."

"What do I have to do with Sarifah's mother?" ask Maya lazy.

"Hey... Beauitiful... You don't realize that Mr. Ibrahim's wife is jealous of you." Answer Doni nyolot.

"Cembruru? what is jealous? I have no relationship with Mr. Ibrahim." Answer Maya lazily.

"Emmm... People can also value the times, if Mr. Ibrahim is interested in you May. You and Mr. Ibrahim are compact."

"Hee.. Don't make up stories. Mr. Ibrahim is compact on all teachers, not just me." Answer Maya quickly. Staring lazily Doni.

"iihi.. Don. Don't make rumors. Already ahhkk.. Lazy talk so." Maya got up from her seat.

Doni stared fixedly at the annoyed Maya who dragged her feet towards the teacher's office. But his steps had to stop when Ibrahim called him. He turned his body towards the origin of the sound.

Ibrahim approached him. "Mrs Maya, sorry Badshah's attitude was " said Ibrahim with a faint smile.

"I'm sorry?" ask Maya with her. Why also the Ibrahim who apologized, but who made the badshah wrong.

"Yes mom. Badsah's attitude was not to take heart, and take it to the meeting forum tomorrow." Abraham said with a heart.

"Oohu.. Yes sir." Maya threw away her sight quickly. He could no longer stand with Ibrahim. Because of Doni's words earlier, who said Ibrahim liked him.

"Thank you Maya. I'm going to class, Inval." Ibrahim smiled sweetly. Add the topic of conversation, so they just keep talking.

"Yes sir." Maya leaves Ibrahim with a confused face.

"Waaah.. Koq is coming? not a week off?" asked Bu Darmi, when he saw Ibrahim enter the office.

Huuff..

"Yes Mom, I'm here. Take care of the Badsah too. There's a call for him. His mother can't come. I must be his guardian." Reply Ali flat. He put his ass in his desk chair.

Ms. Darmi also sat her butt in an empty chair next to Ibrahim. "How is Sarifah doing?" asked Bu Darmi curiously. "I'm sorry, last night wasn't a pecker to your house." Mrs Darmi is Ibrahim's neighbor.

"Yes that's how Mom is. I'm gonna eat a little." Ibrahim was weak.

"Oowww... Thank goodness, may Sarifah recover quickly."

"Amen.. Thanks mom!" Ibrahim replied kindly to Bu Darmi.

"Do you want work, or do you take care of the Badshah here?"

"Don't you mom?"

"If you want to work, Sarifah's hours you handle, it's enough money you can invalannya." Ms. Darmi is serious.

"Oowww.. Alright Ma!" Abraham rose from his seat. He took open the Math package from the wife's desk. And he entered his class Sarifah, replacing his wife's lesson.

The legacy of Mr. Ibrahim. Bu Darmi also approached Bu Ros, who was serious about correcting student assignments. Ms. Darmi sat her butt, in the plastic chair on the right of Ms. Ros. Saw Bu Darmi approaching him. He smiled faintly, at the middle-aged woman, who liked to gossip.

"I can read Ibrahim's heart. Every day he prayed, that his wife might quickly face the power." Ms. Darmi is serious.

Bu Ros, who was surprised by Bu Darmi's words, looked at the middle-aged woman's astonishment. Koq could have the phrase out of his mouth.

"Yes Miss Ros. I'm pretty sure of that!" Ms. Darmi confirmed her words. Because he saw that Bu Rose was displaying a sour facial expression on him.

"Bu Darmi, don't get too involved in other people's affairs. And don't guess the feelings of others. No husband wants to be a widower." Miss Ros replied, she looked at Bu Darmi with her sour face.

Ms. Darmi glanced at Bu Rose with her wry face. Today, he was wrong to invite friends to gossip. The story is not welcome.

"We must support Mr. Ibrahim. To be patient with taking care of his wife. After all, Mrs Sarifah was healthy. He's like now a relic of the accident he's been through." Obviously Bu Ros looked at Bu Darmi who was smiling wryly at him. Ms. Darmi covered her embarrassment with her smile. Because, he got to talk to Miss Rose.

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