Teacher is my Imam!
Died
Nia got up from her seat after greeting her parents. On the fold of the face that he wears neatly, arranged on a shelf that contains the face and the Qur'an. Then Nia rushed to her room to study and do chores.
"Mom.yah..Nia to the room." said Nia.
"yes son, you must learn more diligently. Because soon it will be UN." said Mr. Siddiq with the look of his eyes full of hope.
"yes son!" timpal bu Nurmala stroked Nia's shoulder.
Ah... mom dad.don't show such a face huhuhu. Nia muttered when she saw the faces of her parents.
Nia also walked leaving Siddiq and Nurmala in the prayer room. From the direction of the prayer room two pairs of eyes that have begun to look there are a few small folds observing his daughter until it is lost from the circulation of his vision.
"Well, what.." mother Nurmala bowed down to undo her intention to discuss about the matchmaking of her daughter.
"what's wrong mom? koq did not talk" said Mr. Siddiq gently while looking closely at the wife who had accompanied him for 35 years.
"em.gut yeah, I forgot to say what was hhhh" while smiling at her husband.
"hmm.you know if that, we rest yuk ma'am." stroked the tip of his wife's head and kissed her forehead.
"yes yeah." mom Nurmala nodded.
Inside the room, Nia was busy with her textbooks. He summarized in a small note the lessons that will be tested later, so that it is easy to carry it everywhere. Even though she is traveling, Nia can still learn while studying.
"huufft..why should this be.ah!" muttered Nia slowly.
Nia covered her face with both hands, then crossed her hands on the table and drowned her face. As time went on, Nia fell asleep at her desk.
Nurmala, who was not sleepy, walked into the child's room, but she found Nia asleep on the table.
"His son, I'm sorry mother couldn't do anything about it. But I'm sure with your father's choice, he will definitely be the best for you dear!" he said slowly while stroking his daughter's head.
The next morning, Nia wakes up as usual and does the routine before leaving school. He found no sign of his parents. He knocked on his parents' door, but there was no answer.
Then Nia walked to the kitchen, where she saw Bi Puji was cleaning the chicken that had been cut into pieces.
"bi, see mom and dad? koq I knocked on the door of his room there's no answer?!" occasionally looking around.
"oh.mother same father was leaving very early Non. He said what kind of meeting it was!" reply bi Puji while scratching his non-itchy head.
"emm so yes, koq tumben did not say the same Nia yes bik if you want to leave early in the morning." pursed his lips.
Bi Puji just smiled at Nia, he finally rushed to prepare his breakfast. Nia usually has breakfast only with strawberry jam filling bread and drinks her favorite chocolate milk. He's not used to heavy breakfasts so his body looks ideal.
After finishing breakfast, Nia heats up her matic motorbike that she got on her 17th birthday, not Nia who wants it but her parents initiative to give the gift of the motorbike. So that Nia can go to school when no one can take her to school.
