SUDDENLY USTADZAH

Choosing a School

An early week at home, after boyong from Pesantren. Aqeela was busy with choosing a school.

Dad gave a recommendation to High School which is close to home. I recommend High School with religious nuances.

Aqeela herself, was still undecided. because the one who made the choice was Aqeela. Father and Mother this time give freedom to Aqeela.

"Mother, Aqeela bole take a look at the schools of choice Aqeela?" Pinta Aqeela this morning after breakfast.

"Where are you going?" Ask Mom back.

Aqeela handed over a piece of paper, a SMA-SMA note that met Aqeela's criteria.

Mother received the paper from Aqeela and read it one by one. Sometimes his forehead creased, as if thinking.

Mom took out the SmartPhone from her pocket. I don't know what he typed. But the paper from Aqeela still remained in his grasp.

Ten minutes passed, but I was still engrossed in her smartphone. Ajeela who was waiting started to fidget. His face was not clear. Monyong sometimes. Sometimes pouting. Sometimes in sweet-manisin. haa haa.

Fifteen minutes... Aqeela is patient..... Pondar mandir Aqeela began to take snacks take a drink many times do not count. Until Ma'am Nur, their domestic assistant looked at the strange behavior of her young lady.

Twenty minutes passed.... And Aqeela was getting impatient...

"Mother... The reading is still a long time?"

"Aqeela." Answer Mom with a look can not be separated from the smartphone.

Aqeela let out a long and regular sigh, then kept silent for a moment. Then back to sound.

"Mother, Aqeela help ya. "pinta Aqeela.

Mother turned her head for a moment to see Aqeela, but a minute later it had returned seriously to the smartphone screen.

"Mother, let's go together. I'm with Ajeela." Rajuk Aqeela's.

Mom nibbled the back sign on her smartphone monitor. Then he was silent to regulate his breathing rhythm.

" Okay, now you change clothes. Mother accompany Ajeela"

"Ready Mother..." Aqeela said with excitement.

Not five minutes Aqeela had returned to the living room and shouted to her mother like a happy little boy to buy candy.

" Yes Maap. mother." Aqeela's voice was cuddling.

" Yuuk, we're leaving. Mbak Nur be careful yes.I live first with Aqeela." said Mother to Mbak Nur.

"Yes, Mom.." Sahut Mbak Nur from the kitchen.

Mother took out her silver Avanza from the cage (haa haa haa..

"Qee. We start from the nearest one..."

Aqeela agreed to her mother's request by lifting her thumb.

The mother who drives just smiles just squirms the behavior of her child who is already a teenager but sometimes works like an SD boy.

Today the mother and Aqeela visited several schools to inquire about the programs of each school.

Starting from the nearest to the farthest.

Along the way, I just shake my head. Seeing the behavior of his daughter's unexpected pattern.

"Mom., it seems Aqeela liked the last High School we went to earlier." Aqeela said after visiting Nusantara High School.

"Why?" Ask Mom

"It's great, the facilities are okay, too." Said Aaeela enthusiastically

"Seriously Qee, but it's far looo..." Mother reminded.

"There's a father like Brio." Oceh Aqeela's.

Mother again banged to hear Aqeela's words.

"Kalo mom is up to you. I want to go to school wherever I support. As long as you can take care of yourself. But until home we talk to your father." Said wise mother.

"Dad again..." Aqeela protest

"Hee.... He is also responsible for his son... Come on, Qee. I want the best for my daughter." Mother calms Ajeela down.

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