SO TEACHER FOR THE WIFE-TO-BE

Prologues

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A girl who had just come down after climbing the school fence, seemed to be looking around. Her lips move muttering words, “Aman.” Swiping both palms to clean the dust that sticks there. He took the backpack he dropped to the ground. The lesson is not finished yet but, he has gone home first.

Anila Dayita, not the first time the girl skipped school, even almost every day she did it. Not only did he skip school, he was always late for school. Especially if you meet on Monday the morning carrying out the flag ceremony. Sometimes, Master finds him late or skipping, but Anila is never caught even though she is always punished.

“Anila is already outside the gate, sir. Nanggung, drugs, happy teaching.” That's what he said when a teacher found him out of school. Teachers always threatened to call their parents to school. Anila was not afraid, her parents were crazy at work. Even a little time with Anila. At least with the teacher calling them, Anila's parents can come to her. Although it should be scolded, maybe both parents pay more attention to it. However, rather than scolding Anila. They apologized to the school and went back to work.

The girl smiled happily as she jumped up and down happily leaving the school area.

“Nil!” call a male student. Anila stopped her steps and ran. Seen, Erlangga friend truant Anila approached him with a breath of boredom. A name that sounded handsome, but instantly changed when the girl called out to him.

“Ela, cements. It's just tired.”

The man arrived before Anila with his hands holding each other's knees. Pause for a while just Erlangga inhaling air, until he straightened and pulled Anila's forehead.

“Ela ndasmu, my name even so pretty. Call me Angga like everyone else call me.” Anila did not reply, the girl was busy rubbing her slightly throbbing forehead.

It's nothing, Ela's name is funny. Moreover, the name is a copy of Mama Angga himself, Ana. Ana wants a daughter, but the bully is even a boy. Even so, Ana remains grateful and loves Angga. But he called her by the name of a woman, making her son always mocked her if indeed the mother was still not grateful.

“Kok lo cepet sampe, Nile? Though earlier with.”

“Gue passed front,” Anila replied which made Angga gawk to hear it.

“Lo crazy, really brave. Caught mampus.” Angga said no confidence.

“Things that only boys think about. Anila can do it,” said Anila proudly.

“Kuy is looking for food, hungry nih.” Angga embraced Anila's shoulder, enjoying her precious truancy time.

Without the two teenagers realizing, not far from their place. A man noticed the two in the car.

“Hallo!” The man taped the phone to the ear after the person he was calling answered his phone.

“I saw both of your disciples were on the path of independence. Be firm, lest they repeat the same thing.” The person across the street had not answered but, the man had already hung up.

...***...

Anila arrived home at 14:00 WIB. The girl opened the door of the house that was not locked. Upon entering the house, the girl was shocked when she found her parents sitting on the sofa. They usually come home late at night.

“Ka-you're already pu—” Before the girl finishes her sentence. Ardi, the father interrupted him.

“What is Father talking about?” The girl began to fear hearing Ardi's soft but piercing voice.

“You're tired of school!?” Ardi's voice began to rise. The man's chest went up and down, Anila just silently lowered her head. The girl almost cried when her father scolded her for the first time.

“If you are bored say! Papa is ready to ask the school to get you out.”Anila struggled with her mind. Ardi was so angry with her. Because he missed school. But who gave it to him? The girl didn't feel like a teacher or anyone saw her skipping except Angga.

The man sat himself on the sofa, his hands massaging the temple. “At least you appreciate us tired of working to support you, Nil.”

“Usually you guys don't pay attention to it either. Why now scold Anil?”

“You are only concerned with the work of the Princess herself. Why now suddenly care?” Anila's tears slowly came down. Ardi was about to speak again, but his wife stopped him. Almira wanted to hear what her daughter said.

“You always come home late at night and go back to work tomorrow morning. We're together maybe at breakfast, that's not long. The rest work, work, and work. Didn't you just have one day with Anil without having to think about work?” Silence, no words were thrown after that. Anil smiled cynically, he walked into his room in a hurry.

Arriving in the room, without warning Anila slammed her body into the bed with a prone position, and wet her bed with tears. A cell phone call woke him up. He saw it from his friend Angga, or what he used to call Ela.

“Sok-sokan lo Nil truant use climbing front fence. Maybe that's why we got caught.” A message sent by Angga.

Anila didn't care about it anymore. It turns out that the friend also experienced the impact. He is not alone, “Sgrateful deh, meaning I am not scolded myself.” The girl smiled, forgetting her cries for a moment. Why ribet? Happiness is simple. Crying out? Smiling is the cure. If it's not working, at least pretend, then they think you're okay.

...***...

Anila rubbed her wet hair with a thud. The girl just finished her shower. He grabbed his hair dryer to dry his hair, with his body still wrapped in a kimono towel.

The girl was now ready with her dress, now suddenly her stomach rang. Though he just ate when truant with Angga. Anila opened the door of the room, but she closed it again and left a slight gap for peeking.

In the living room, his parents were talking to a man.

“Live to the point only.”

“I'm here intending to propose to your Princess.” Anila rounded her eyes. Nah! This is impossible, maybe someone proposed to him when he was still in the 11th grade High School.

“But our Princess is still in school, Sir,” Almira replied.

“I will be waiting for him.”

“Ta-but he's still class 11.”

“Yes, I'll be waiting for him. Not a long time for your Princesses to come out.” Almira gawked, why was the man so pushy. He also seems adrift not so far from his age with Almira. Meanwhile, Ardi was silent, the man was thinking about something.

“Good, I agree. I won't let go of my daughter to another man.”