Teacher is my Imam!
Finally
Hearing his daughter's words, Siddiq was happy. How lucky and very grateful she has a daughter who is obedient and prioritizes both parents.
I realized I should have been a child, I had to follow all the words of my parents while it was positive and good for me! Nia's mind in her heart
"Yes, now we go home. Your mother must have been waiting for us at home." said Mr. Siddiq.
"yes father, but well." held back his father who was about to leave.
"What's up, son?" ask Mr. Siddiq wonder
"Nia went home by herself well, Nia was carrying a motorbike." looked at her father.
"Astagfirullah, I'm sorry son! sangking hastily because of the arrival of Suhendar mas earlier, the father forgot to invite you along to go to school." staring sadly at his son.
"Yes gapapa koq yah, Nia will follow the father from behind riding his motorcycle.hhhh." replied Nia with a smile.
"Well, let's go home, son." replied Mr. Siddiq.
Nia and Mr. Siddiq rushed out of class and headed for the motor park, after removing the motorbike from the parking lot they left the school to go home.
The House of Nia
Ms. Nurmala was waiting for the arrival of her husband and child, at the dinner table there was a lot of food and delicious. Not usually Nurmala provides a lot of food, but this time there will be a party with a variety of food banquets.
Not long after, Nia and Mr. Siddiq arrived home.
"Assalamualaikum." said Nia and Mr. Siddiq.
"Waalaikumussalam, Nia.ayah.." shook her husband's hand, followed by Nia kissing the back of her mother's hand.
"Well, the smell is very fragrant buk.." said Mr. Siddiq sniffed the fragrant smell of his wife's typical cuisine.
"dad.bisa aja, usually if the mother cook never praise me like this." blushed when hearing the words of her husband.
"hehee.biarpun father rarely praise mother like this, mother's cooking remains number one!" while giving his thumb.
"yes buk.cuisine the best mother." Nia blinked her 1 eye.
"but..." while glancing towards the dining table "tumben mom cook a lot? want a guest or how's the buk?" ask Mr. Siddiq.
"Ah? who really buk? I met Suhendar at school, he said later in the news if you want to have another family meeting." he asked in wonder.
"Oh.that's, that's sofi nelfon mom. He said he wanted to play around here, all with his son, our future daughter-in-law." while smiling at Nia.
Instantly Nia's heart pounded at her mother's words, that today she would meet her future husband. He wondered in his heart, who was he? is it true that Fariz's son o Suhendar is Fariz the very killer's teacher?
Duhh.why should this be so fast! nia's murmured softly which was faintly heard by her mother.
"What's so bad, son?" tanya Bu Nurmala heard Nia's words that did not sound clear.
"ehe.not anything koq buk, it means Nia tired so bukk is tired hehehe.." grinning while scratching her head that does not itch.
"ohh.kirain mom fuck. Yehudah you clean up, right prospective husband and prospective in-laws you want to come here." said Ms. Nurmala.
"eeee! Nia to the room ya buk.yah.." Nia left her father and mother to the room to clean up.
Bu Nurmala and Mr. Siddiq also rushed to prepare for the arrival of the besan candidate and his son-in-law.
The Suhendar House
Bu Sofi awaits the return of her husband and son from the office, because later in the afternoon will go to Mr. Siddiq's house.
"Once papa and Fariz came home, it's 2 o'clock. Soon there will be an appointment with Hendrawan's family This time can not fail again to invite Fariz to meet with his future wife." talk to himself.
While waiting for the return of her son and husband on the balcony of her room, Sofi saw her son's car enter the yard of her very spacious house.
"Alhamdulillah Fariz has come home, stay waiting papa." Bu Sofi left the balcony and came out of his room and went down the stairs.
"Assalamualaikum ma." said Fariz politely and kissed the back of his mother's hand.
"Vaalaikumussalam, Fariz..You are ready, because soon we will go to his house om Hendrawan." said Bu Sofi.
Fariz scrunched his forehead, just until suddenly he was told to get ready again to leave. To Hendrawan's house.
"Emm..What event is mah?" fariz asked, pretending that he actually knew the meaning of his mother's words. But when it comes to the Hendrawan family, Fariz is always evasive.
