Om I Love You's

The Extra Part 1

Twelve Years Later

A new girl opened her eyes, she turned to the clock on her wall, the clock on the wall showed seven o'clock less than a quarter. He was so shocked, and immediately rushed into the bathroom. But not for a shower. If you are late to school, as usual he will wear the third style, namely face washing, toothbrush, and wear a lot of perfume so as not to smell. It was the most effective way, but, according to him.

After putting on his uniform, he immediately rushed downstairs. At the dining table there are Opa, Oma, Papih, Mamih and also Zidan. His sweetest and nerd sister.

"Good morning everyone!" greet Aisha. A very beautiful, yet super-difficult girl.

"Morning?" Mamihnya. As usual, his mother would give him a lecture first.

"Sorry, Mum! Aisha was late, her nagging continued after school," said Aisha, hurriedly kissing Mamih, Papih, Opa and Omanya cheeks. Not forgetting that he ruffled his sister's hair, making Zidan frown.

Aisha is just a whimper.

"Well, everybody, Aish goes to school first" said Aisha.

"Horms, hard built! Though Mamih has often said that after the dawn prayer do not immediately sleep, this child is very difficult if you say Mamihnya," upset Zee.

"Already, Son. His name is still small" defended Opanya.

"Gosh, Pa. Aisha is a teenager, not a child anymore! He was seventeen years old, "he explained.

"No, Aisha has grown into a teenage girl, but, her behavior is like a child," said Papa.

"Yes, too, Pa. Not for Aisha to be a beautiful teenage girl" said Omanya.

"It's dong, honey! Do not be angry, you will get old soon" said her husband.

"Where not to be angry, pih! Aisha made Mamih sprain only," said Zee.

"Yes, Already, Papih went straight to the office," said her husband while kissing Zee's forehead.

"Zidan's coming, Pih," pinta Zidan. "Mih, Zidan went to school first," said Zidan to Mamihnya, Opa and Omanya.

"Be careful, honey! Mamih will come home later to pick up," said Zee.

"Okey, Mih." Both of Zee's favorite men finally leave. Now Zee and her two in-laws live at home. Papa and Mama who are getting older, now only move at home. Unlike the old days, who were still nimble and agile. Now his days, they spent with his son-in-law and grandson.

Zee has not taught on campus for a long time, accompanying her two in-laws at home. Zee could not bear to leave them alone in a house this big, moreover they were already too old. Papa Aaron was also often sickly and in and out of the Hospital.

Aisha went straight to school in her shoes. Her papih had warned her to go to school not to use roller skates, but Aisha who is super recalcitrant never mind anyone's words. According to Aisha, wearing roller skates will be faster to get to school, compared to cars. Because most likely, using a car will be stuck in traffic and others.

Within ten minutes, Aisha arrived at the School. And the school gate will be closed by Mr. Rusli, the school guard. With her slender body, Aisha was able to enter the narrow gate that the door was about to close.

"Aisha?" furious Mr. Rusli. Because as usual, Aisha will come suddenly to make Mr. Rusli shocked. Aisha simply chuckles, and her two fingers will form a symbol of peace, which means apology. Mr. Rusli just shook his head, dizzy if you have to argue with the boy.

Aisha puts her roller skates in the locker, and replaces them with school shoes. He immediately rushed over, running around the hallways towards his class, twelfth grade. The clock shows at seven o'clock, he has to hurry because today is a Math teacher's lesson. The famous super fierce and super resolute.

At the door, he saw the teacher walking towards his class. He rushes to get into his class, but his seat is occupied by someone he does not know, of course Aisha is angry.

"Hey, this is my seat! Would you please find another place?" tell Aisha to the boy. The boy did not flinch, he just sat still and there was no response.

"Ish, please dong move! This is my seat," he said.

"Aisha, she's a new kid" said Clara, Aisha's best friend.

"Aisha's? What the hell are you doing? Why just stand there?" ask the Mathematics Teacher.

"Eh, Sorry, Sir. But, my seat, is occupied by this refrigerator man!" the upset.

"You can sit somewhere else! Now, find a new seat, and sit down. Because the lesson is about to begin!" emphatic Mathematics Teacher.

"Ish, you bitch," he said. But, at all times the boy did not budge. Finally Aisha sat on the very back bench with a sour face.

The math teacher told the new kid to introduce himself in front of the class. Turns out his name is James, he's a transfer student from Garuda School. A school famous for its super arrogant students.

Lunchtime

At home, Zee doesn't stop nagging. Seeing Aisha's room was like a broken ship. Not even just like a ship breaking, like a ship that runs out in a bomb with superhuman strength. Alan, who had just come home from work for lunch, saw his wife nagging, he laughed. The reason, Zee's lips advanced about five centi. Makes her husband laugh.

"Darling?" her husband's friendly call. Although they are not young couples anymore, they always look very romantic and always friendly.

"Hem," replied Zee, while picking up Aisha's messy belongings. "New weeds coming home?"

"Yes, Honey! Don't fuss, darling. It will be old," said Alan.

"Ck, man,"

"How about we go on vacation at the end of the month?" alan asked his wife.

"Where are you on vacation, pih?" ask Zee.

"Where are you?" ask husband.

"To Bali?"

"Have you, Pih!" answer Zee.

"To Malaysia?"

"Have you ever been." Zee shook his head.

"Where's ya?" Alan seemed to think.

"To Singapore" said Zee suddenly. "Not too far away, and still within reach," he said.

"But, what about the kids, do they agree?" ask Alan. "We almost every vacation must be there, Mih. It's the eighth time we've been there" said Alan Manyun.

"Yes, it's okay, besides ngirit we also have to teach our children to live frugally," Zee replied.

"Ish, this Mamih. If you want to save money, we vacation to the islands of a thousand only," said Alan.

"Oh, that's good, too! Close and thrifty," said Zee, full of emphasis.

"Ish, Mamih, talking to Mamih is not fun. Better Papih just ask Aisha and Zidan where the holidays are going!" alan said, as he passed away going out.

"White, wait! He said he'd help me clean up Aisha's stuff?" asked Zee, but Alan who was hunting away finally he himself had to tidy it up. The rest he left to ART.

to be continued...