Sulastri's Struggle.

Chapter 25

Tri with Mustofa walked together to go to class. But Tri's steps stopped as the children ran to the field to attend the Monday ceremony.

"What's Miss Tri doing, why stop?" Mustofa looked back at Lastri.

"Why is Mr Mus going to class? we will follow the ceremony first" Tri said.

"Astagfirrullah, yes, why did I forget yes," Mr. Mus patted his forehead with his palm while shaking his head. He looked at Tri who had walked first and then accelerated his pace. "Sulastri, you really hypnotized me" Mustofa spoke to himself as he shook his head.

"Mom Tri, who will you go home with?" ask Mustofa after approaching.

"Alone Sir" Tri slowed his pace. This time they walked next to each other.

"What's okay?" search Mustofa, glancing at Tri beside him.

"Well angkot?" answer Tri short.

Mr. Mus cheered in his heart. This is a golden opportunity to be able to take Tri to ride a motorcycle only both. Mr. Mus smiled, had made a plan even though the lesson hours had not yet begun.

Tri who happened to turn his head looked at Mustofa who was smiling to himself. Tri frowned. "Again imagining her boyfriend kali? inner Tri.

"Bu Lastri, later go home together yes" said it also said from Mustofa's lips.

"How about it, Mr. Mus" Tri reasoned well.

"Yes" Mustofa retreated without Lastri knowing raising his hand up then pulling him back. But the murmur of Mus, still heard Tri. The two of them reached the field some of the teachers had already lined up.

Arman seemed to throw a look at Tri and vice versa. But Lastri hastily cast a glance elsewhere.

Mustofa then stood next to Arman. "Sir Arman, I've been acquainted with the new Master, his name is simple Sulastri anyway, but. his face is loh, heeemm" Mustofa chattered.

Arman did not respond. He folded his arms back while watching the students who began to noisy talking about the teacher who had just joined standing between the mother of Dedeh and Sundushah.

"Waah.. if the teacher is beautiful, I feel at home in class" chirped one of the students.

"Gw also dared to shoot, although older than I, it's okay dech" the student next to him said. The atmosphere became crowded and noisy it was not only the teacher, the students also admired his new teacher who was none other than Tri.

"Hopefully calm down" Mr. Arman stood in front of the noisy students. Automatically Arman just faced with the woman he loved.

This time the two were no longer carried away, the flag ceremony immediately began and took place in an orderly manner.

The headmaster gave a speech about how to get his students to improve learning achievement.

"I give one example, in this school, there used to be one of the students. Let's say he comes from a poor family. However, because diligent study and get outstanding good grades. He earned a scholarship to advance this school, with his ability in the academic field. He followed smartly closely up to the national level. And now you join here, and will share his knowledge that he has with you."

She is your new Teacher. Named Sulastri,"

Plok plok plok

"Our Sulastri sir please come forward" said the secretary. Make Tri flabbergasted.

However, with a friendly smile that cash. Tri immediately went forward to hide his nervousness to the teachers of the profession and also to the prospective students.

All eyes were on him, the student who was sleepy from listening to the welcome, was now refreshed.

Arman teary looking at his lover since SMK now looks into the spotlight. For her hard work, her little girl has grown up.

Arman knew, ever since he became his teacher at Junior High. Tri strong woman, although many trials never drop tears. However, when he became his lover often he caught Tri crying.

Arman breathed heavily, his love for Tri, was incredible. Why is it so hard for them to come together? Arman's brain spins back to the past while together, and in the end they part because Arman feels like a cowardly man.

The ceremony was over, Arman walked with the other teachers, his eyes catching Mustofa who always approached Lastri. Even though his heart was not willing. Arman no longer felt the courage to greet the girl who still filled his heart space.

All the teachers enter their respective classes including Tri, he teaches grade 3. A.

"Assynoltom..."

"Goddessalam..."

All the disciples who were men in particular were flabbergasted. The beautiful teacher who was the conversation in the field was now present in front of him.

"Good morning kids..." Tri stood in front of the class.

"Good morning, Master." The children answered enthusiastically.

"Maybe I don't need to introduce myself, surely you already know what my name was when on the ceremonial field earlier." Tri walked beside his disciples, who were sitting in an orderly manner.

"Mother... How beautiful is her name Sulastri?" ask the handsome boy, named Anwar.

"Huuu.." exclaimed the children, who initially became rowdy for protesting Anwar, for naming his idol teacher.

"Kids..please calm down, there's nothing wrong, right? with my name, my name is a gift from my Father Loh" Lastri immediately remembered the story of Mr. Suryo.

"The name Sulastri comes from the Javanese language, which means good night. According to the story of my parents, I was born right at midnight" said Lastri.

After getting acquainted with Tri delivered the material he taught entrepreneurship.

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It was noon, now Tri is still teaching morning, because the campus holiday is still two months later he will start college. And will adjust the schedule to ask for curriculum approval of course.

After congregational prayers at the mosque of the Al Inayah boarding school, Tri rushed to the curb waiting for public transport.

Knowing Tri wants to go home, Arman goes quickly to pursue Lastri, intending to drive home wanting to know where he lives.

Likewise with Mustofa, half-run he headed to the motorcycle parking lot. So much to worry about staying in a hurry. Mustofa hit Arman.

"Astagfirrel... Mr. Mus, walk carefully" said Arman because Arman to stagger.

"Sorry Mr. Arman, I'm in a hurry" chuckled, lastas hurriedly picked up the bike.

While Lastri on the side of the road waiting for public transportation since then always full. His feet were itching from a long stand.

The silver car stopped in front of him. "Good afternoon. Madam Master.." god Adnan gave a reverse smile.

"Sister Adnan" Tri was surprised.

"Hurry up, I came here deliberately to pick up, Miss Master you" Adnan continued to tease. Tri according to immediately entered the car that has been opened the door by the owner. Tri didn't know a pair of eyes were staring at him.

Arman could only dream of driving Tri, he just stared at the car that Adnan was driving slowly because in front of the school the solid road crept. Naturally, this foundation consists of SD, SMP and SMK, SMA.

"Well, Tri ma'am where's Mr Arman? that fast?" Mustofa bit his finger, because his plan failed. While Arman did not chimed Mustofa immediately left the place.

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