Sulastri's Struggle.

Chapter 29

Tri tried to sleep with difficulty finally sleeping as well. The next day, before dawn Tri had woken up continued to cut the materials he had made the pattern yesterday afternoon. When the employees come, they just need to sew.

"Take her tea Nduk" Santi's mom who was making breakfast made tea for her daughter.

"Later Tri make it yourself Ma'am" he said. Tri does not want to trouble his mother and depends on others, while being able to do it himself.

"It's okay to Nduk" Santi replied softly.

"Thank you Ma'am" Lastri again stretched a light blue cloth to make a Muslim dress. He got an order to make a schoolgirl's mama-mom dress uniform.

Until getting some patterns, hearing the dawn adhan Tri postponed it first. Praying at dawn with family. Mr. Suryo as the priest.

Until five o'clock in the morning Tri shower first before his three sisters will scramble the bathroom. 15 minutes Tri shower, sure enough. Chess is waiting in front of the bathroom.

"You're the morning lecture Tour?" asked Tri while rubbing his feet on the mat in front of the bathroom.

"Get in at eight" replied Chess short while hastily entering the bathroom, apparently the tall and handsome Tri-like man, already kebellet.

Tri simply smiled then returned to the dressing room after choosing a top shirt and a long skirt. The average dress he made himself. Once tidy, Tri cleansed the face with a cleanser wearing a thin powder, covered the head with a veil, then had breakfast together. That's the routine of Tri every morning.

Ponco and Sapto leave together, they scratch their bikes. Bicycles that have been a long time since they brought from the village first.

Tri also immediately set off on public transportation this time he departed with Chess because they were one way. "Said Ponco, Arman taught one school with Ms Tri huh?" Chess ensures.

"Yes, it's funny Tour, everywhere we meet," Tri smiled. And not out of Chess's sight.

"Bak still loves him?" chess Search.

Tri shook his head slowly, I don't know what he meant.

"I remind Mbak, don't get hurt again, Ms. Tri beautiful really, can get a man who is much more everything than Arman," Chess apparently secretly sensitive what happened. Making Tri flabbergasted, looking at his sister quickly. But not answering anything.

No feeling of transportation until in front of the school. "Tur, Mbak go down first yes," he said while standing, then looking down worried to the plunge of the roof of the transportation.

"Be careful Ma'am" Chess message.

"Yes Tour, you too," Tri stepped foot onto the ground, while the shuttles went back slowly. Tri is still looking at the transportation in Chess college ride further from this school.

Tri walked leisurely the children had already come to greet him with pleasure. "Good morning ma'am," said the children, shaking Tri's hands in turn.

"Good morning," Tri smiled kindly. But his smile suddenly disappeared when he saw from a distance, a fierce-looking woman, who had just descended from a small car with a red heart walking downhill towards the teacher's room.

"Bella" Tri said with a gaping mouth, and was heard by the children.

"Mother knows her?" tanya Najwa is a 3rd year student.

"Yes, he used to be my upperclassman, back in college. Does he teach here?" Tri looked at his three students in front of him in turn.

"Betul Bu, if I hear. Bu Bella, Mr. Adnan's fiancee owns this foundation," explained Najwa. Tri nodded. Tri knew it long ago.

"He was during the teaching here, his name has been changed Bu, not Bella anymore" Reyhan continued the conversation.

"Oh, have you changed your name? Who?" Tri asked seriously.

"Mak Lampir Ma'am. Haha..." Jony replied while bitterly following Reyhan and Najwa.

"Hus! You can't do that" Tri stopped their laughter.

"Wait Tri"

Before reaching the destination, Tri's steps again stopped when his name was vaguely called. He rolled his eyeballs, the figure of a man who always overshadowed his life the way approached. Getting close to it until it's right in front of him. The two looked at each other silently unable to say.

"Tris"

"Sir"

The two greeted each other.

"Father first, who spoke" Tri said. In his heart he hopes, Arman will explain that his marriage to Kinar will not be done. And Tri's prayer has been hoping that Sulis ma'am will turn out to be well granted by God.

"You were" Arman just wished Tri would explain why he left without telling. Even though without being explained, Arman knew the reason, surely because of Sulis.

Both are silent.

"I think, a little more school hours, sir, I first," Tri turned to go to the teacher's room.

"Wait Tri" just a few steps Arman called him. Tri stopped but did not look.

"Have you heard? that Dina and Bayu are getting married?" ask Arman. Getting Tri back in the body.

"Dina and Mas Bayu are getting married? When?" asked Lastri smiling happily. So happy, without Tri realizing it holding Arman's palm.

Arman looked down at Lastri's ring finger was still tucked in the application ring that he slipped four years ago. Laughing at Arman's lips. Arman believes there is still a glimmer of hope to be able to have his little girl.

"Sorry, I'm too happy that Dina and Mas Bayu are getting married," Tri pulled her hand quickly.

"There's still two weeks left, and we'll leave together, yes" Arman enthusiastically.

"I wasn't invited" Tri reasoned.

"Invited, the invitation is still at Dimas' house. Yes yes, I'll pick you up, "forcibly Arman.

"I don't promise Mr. Arman, how about it," Tri ended the conversation, then passed this time completely leaving Arman.

"Assynoltom..."

Waalaikumsalam.." It appears that all the teachers have gathered only Arman and Bella who do not exist. Tri then sat down on a chair beside Sundusyah.

Mustofa seemed to get a diamond when he looked at the girl he just knew two days, apparently, Mustofa fell in love at first sight.

Before the bell rang the teacher prepared books according to their respective fields of study for today's teaching materials.

"Assynoltom..." Arman finally came in. All the teachers answered Arman greetings, the single female teacher felt at home looking at the handsome teacher.

"Tri, if you can subdue this one Master, even though you are the most beautiful, and the youngest I would bet," said Rosidah.

Tri who was taking the book out of the bag looked at Rosidah the fat teacher just smiled not chiming in.

"Wait a moment, if the slang, Arman will definitely shoot me," Sundusyah said.

Mrs Dedeh the oldest teacher just smiled at the silly chatter of her friends.