Sulastri's Struggle.
Chapter 44
Bella stared at Lastri's departure in anger. Today he has no mood to teach. He just feels good to sit in the teacher's room while scraping the corner of the thumb nail once kissed him.
"Mom Bella, I'm sorry, the kids in your class are so rowdy" the captain from outside saw Bella relaxing, warning.
"Just tell me, my schedule to the picket Master Sir, I'm not in the mood to teach, because of Lastri," he was not very professional.
"Can't be so, Miss Bella, all the teachers here, no one is idle" the secretary explained, then sat down at her desk toiled with duties.
"Lazy sir, after all if I'm teaching children no one respects my rights as a Teacher!" say it with a sharp tone.
"Bu Bella, being a Teacher, don't just want to be heard by your students, but you also have to listen to their difficulties" said the diplomatic secretary.
"Ah hard yes, talk to the teachers here, no one can understand" Bella murmured.
Bella immediately packed no longer care with the captain who was looking at her did not understand.
"I'm sorry to go home, sir" Bella rushed out of the teacher's room, without waiting for the director's answer.
He threw a bag, then ran his car out of school.
10 Minutes later, Bella arrives at the two-story house, which is a large yard.
Tin. tiiinnn..."
The sound of a horn sounded deafening security guard, who was on duty inside the fence. The sturdy man rushed to open the fence.
The marun red masda car immediately entered the courtyard of the house.
"Good day, Non" said the security guard as he closed the fence again.
"His Mama Fatimah is there?" Bella asked without looking at the other person. He put the car keys in the bag.
"There's Non" the security guard answered briefly.
Bella walks while getting rid of her veil that she was wearing originally. He was actually lazy to wear the veil. However, the requirements of teaching at the cottage Al INNAYAH must be dressed as such.
"Good day, Ma," said Bella. He called Aunt Fatimah indeed with the name Mama.
"Waalaikumsalam.." said Mama Fatimah who was helping aunty arrange lunch.
"Heheh, forget Ma," Bella's excuse. Though mama Fatimah often advises her future daughter-in-law, if entering the house must say hello so as not to bring with her subtle creatures.
"Well, are you not teaching? How come you're home?" ask aunt.
"There's no Ma's clock" Bella lied. Without being told, Bella took a glass, pressed the dispenser gulped it down while standing up. Makes aunt Fatimah shake weakly.
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While on the second floor. Adnan stretched both hands, checking the campus financial statements sent by his men since the morning made it sore.
If the Al Inayah boarding school is managed by Bella. At the campus where the lastri lecture had been handed over to Adnan.
"Kruk.. krukuk.. krukuukk.." Adnan's stomach rang loudly indeed it was time to ask to be filled. He turned off the computer and then moved usually at this hour his mother had prepared lunch.
Adnan pushed the door handle then exited. But just a few steps up the stairs. Adnan is eye-catching. The reason is, people who do not like to talk to their mother at the dinner table.
Adnan returned to the room and locked her from the inside. His hunger was gone immediately.
Adnan laid his body on the bed. "Huh! why did the monster have to come here anyway? Just disturb!" his gerrick.
A few minutes later Adnan's room door was knocked.
"Den... lunch is ready.." it turns out aunt called.
Adnan covered his ears with a pillow, better he pretended to sleep. Adnan was really lazy to meet Isabella.
I had to go back downstairs empty-handed. "Mrs Den Adnan is apparently sleeping" he said.
"Yes already Bi, let it be, maybe He is too tired," aunt Fatimah replied casually.
"Let Bella wake up, Ma," Bella wants to get out of her seat.
"No need Bella, just let us wait for Papa for a moment, Adnan let me eat later," mama Fatimah reasoned. He did not let Bella into his son's room which was clearly not his muhrim.
"Where's adnan?" ask Papa Rachmad who just came out of the study.
"He's resting Pa, let it go" concluded Fatimah. At the dinner table looks silent, only the clangs of spoons are heard. Finish eating papa Rachmad and Bella chatting in the living room.
"Bella, how the school is progressing, why don't you ever report to us" Papa Rochmad looked serious.
"There's nothing to worry about, Pa, but I want to propose, what if there are teachers who don't obey the school rules, we just fire immediately" Bella said casually.
"That's disobedience, what do you think Bella's like?" papa Rachmad wants to know from Bella's own mouth, not to believe it, with her son's reports of Bella's sometimes inhuman performance towards both teachers and students.
"Well, for example, there is a Master who overstepped the authority of the foundation, pretentiously helping Students under the pretext of being less able," said Bella, who was meant; Tri.
"Papa Rochmat knows that, as a consequence, parents must abide by school rules. If every parent is unable to pay then there is a teacher who helps, can be stubborn, and follow along to ask for help." Bella.
"Well, it should be our job to help them Bella, isn't the funding that should be, for high achieving children there are still many. We allocate it for them" replied papa Rachmad wisely.
"Saying Papa Bella, we should be ashamed of the kind teacher, not just dismiss him" Mama Fatimah who just came out of the kitchen added.
Bella turned her head towards Mama Fatimah not believing she would speak like that.
Everyone then fell silent. "Bella, if I entrust the foundation to you.But that doesn't mean you can easily dismiss the teacher and expel the student," papa Rachmad stared at Bella in disbelief at Bella's unsatisfactory answer.
"But Pa," cut Bella.
"Bella, Papa founded that foundation, not just for the money. But the goal is for humanity, to help others, and also for the field of worship, so we beg you not to misunderstand." said papa Rachmad.
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While in a different place, it was late afternoon, Arman went home to teach with his lover.
"Where are we going, man?" Lastri stared at the street but Arman's car wasn't in his direction.
"Later you also know, once dong we walk Tri, do not work continuously, long your head can be bald before its time. Ahahaha.." - Arman.
Lastri turned to Arman who was focusing on driving. "Yes, rich people can talk so, because it never feels how, it feels stomach aches from hunger," Tri spoke seriously.
"Russia..." Arman feels guilty for making jokes that have offended Tri.
"If only one hungry stomach can be tied with a stagen to feel full, but if it concerns children who are young. Where can they think, they know there must be food at that time," Lastri immediately remembered the younger brothers when starving first.
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