That Woman

hey one

on a beautiful morning accompanied by dew adds to the beautiful atmosphere of the horizon, birds seem to chirp welcome the arrival of the sound of chicken kokokan.

on the other hand, a woman is struggling with her kitchen utensils, she plans to cook fried rice for her beloved husband and child.

shrewd hands began to slice the onion like a good chef, as if he was competing in cooking.

turning on the stove and putting his non-stick pan, he waited for the pan to get a little hot, if it was a little hot he added cooking oil to the pan.

he put the onion he had sliced thinly, while waiting for the onion he sauteed so half-cooked he took the herbs on the table and the rice that had been prepared.

the chef's hand continues to move agilely stirring and flavoring the fried rice that he is cooking, time has passed his homemade fried rice is ready to be served.

fragrant fragrant cuisine herself has been smelled into the nose of her husband, it seems the husband can not bear to devour the cooking of his wife.

as now, her husband had been standing behind the wife about to hug but was unplugged due to the instrumentation of the wife who had realized that her husband had been standing behind her since.

"do not hug, smell," mita interruptions to the husband who is putting on a pouty face.

"why can't you," upset tomi as mita's husband.

mita just shook her head at her husband's childish behavior, she passed from the kitchen to their only daughter's room to wake up to be ready to go to school.

"desi, wake up son, you're not going to school today?" mita asked her son while banging on the door of her daughter's room.

"school ma'am, it's awake" desi replied, confirming to her mother that she had woken up from her deep sleep.

"oh, yauda if that's ready to be ready to go downstairs, breakfast," his mother ended.

"hmm," replied Desi who was still closing her sleepy eyes.

mita is a housewife, she has a daughter named desi and the husband named tomi, the husband who works as a doctor makes mita could not bear to see her husband work alone, he said, he intends to apply to become a teacher at one of the high schools in their city today.

already half an hour desi has not come down from his room, but this is the first day he entered high school, could be late later if slow kayak gini.

mita went from the dining table to catch up with her daughter, if only her daughter had not woken up.

"desi, come down baby, let's have breakfast later, you know" called his mother from below.

"yes mother, this is also finished," replied Desi as she was about to descend from the stairs.

"you don't like ngaret, right the first day of school, if it's too late?, will be punished with your father," upset his mother to desi who impressed cuek.

"iyaa, chatty mother,"reply desi while dodging from her mother behind her father.

"this child is awesome!!" said his mother while pulling the hand of desi who managed to escape from him.

the atmosphere of eating times seems shrouded in annoyance, more precisely by the mita herself who is still upset with the desi that ngeyel kalo arguablyin.

half an hour passed from the family dinner tomi, now desi will be delivered by his father to school, do not forget to say goodbye first to his beloved mother desi.

"mom, desi depart first," said desi while holding his right hand sign he was asking money to the mother. "hehe.." continued desi with a grin.

"your base is yes, if there is a desire aja a6," said his mother accompanied by a movement of his finger at the end of the sentence.

"what is mom?" asked Desi who did not understand what the meaning of her mother's movement was.

"basic, it's cool that means it's just not know," replied mita was upset, she thought her son was slang turns nolep, ch ch.

"oh, where's the money?" answer desi and go straight to the point to his question, understandably need money, so his mind is only to money.

"ask the father, the mother does not hold the money," said his mother indifferently, out of annoyance.

"ih, mom, if you say ga ad from earlier, dad desi late!!," annoyed Desi because he felt lied while stomping his feet towards the father's car.

desi's father just shook his head while clucking. "You're fast in, you're gonna be late, you're gonna be wrong, dad,"

because the homework is done, Desi and her husband also have gone to school now is the time to go to where she wants to apply for work as a teacher.

but before leaving he must clean the body first, from waking up just washing his face, to preparing breakfast husband and child, cleaning the house so he could not take a shower first.

finally finished also show shower shower I inner Mita happy.

while preparing her formal clothes she ordered a taxi online because she could not drive a car, after all she did not have a car, only her husband who had the moving object.

while humming his small hands shrewdly move the hair dryer object that is often called the hairdryer to the sidelines of his hair.

it's been an hour mita set up her appearance and only now she is finished with her face in front of the mirror of her room, being a woman is very difficult turns out, she said, having to sit for hours in front of a mirror just to polish your face.

and do not forget that 20 minutes taxi booked mita earlier, parked in front of his house, what a sacrifice that must be shaken the thumb of the mamang taxi, which gave up boredom gnawing at him.

mita rushed to the taxi car waiting for her since then while occasionally rethinking whether there was any goods left behind, it was felt that she did not immediately enter the taxi after locking the door of her house.

"oh, sorry sir, not long have you been waiting for me?" sorry Mita, afraid that the taxi father was upset because he waited a long time.

"gapapa, just wait a minute, only 20..," understand mamang taxi but immediately cut by mita.

"second?" cut off mita

"minute," replied the taxi mamang irritated but flipped upside down with a smile on his face.

on the way there are not many stale bases that come out of the mouth of the mamang, it seems they both have their own world, yes can be called the same intropert.

arriving in front of the school gate mita directly down

"sir, I have paid via the application earlier," said mita from outside.

"yes ma'am, thank you," replied the friendly mamang, after checking his cellphone contained payment notifications from mita.

"mas, please open the gate, I want to go in," pinta mita told security guards the same age as her.

the security guard, who had just seen Mita's face, felt strange and had never seen her, asked her before opening the gate for her.

"sorry, what is the need for you to come here?" asked the friendly security guard.

"oh, introduce me mita, want to apply to be a teacher here," replied mita no less friendly.

"well, please enter mbak.." welcome by the security guard while remembering the name of the woman.

"mita mas," continued mita.

"oh yes, mita, please" said the security guard while opening the gate to mita.

now Mita is walking down the classroom hallway to the room to hand over the mita application file.

on the way to the room the whole class boomed as he walked, many whispering whispers about him whether the new student was at their school.

mita felt like flying, seemed to be praised by many people, it turns out she still looks young and beautiful even though she was 32 years old.

uhh. Proud inner Mita screaming in joy.

at the end of the hall mita saw a board with the inscription of the room, I think he had arrived in front of the room and immediately entered not forgetting to say hello.

everyone thought the student moved and invited him to talk.

"eh new student?, transfer yes" asked a red lipstick girl teacher.

"sorry, but I'm not a new student ma'am" replied the friendly mita.

"loh, not a new student, guardian?" ask the teacher again and hope the answer is correct.

"i would like to apply to be a teacher, not a student guardian"

reply mita half-heartedly. "for the space that's in the direction of her mom?," asked mita.

"oh, want to apply to be a teacher anyway, said from earlier, the room was there mbak," replied the teacher with a little joke.

"yes, thank you ma'am" said the final mita.

mita headed to the room that was appointed by the lip teacher's mother, sorry not for insulting but the fact is like that, so sorry if you guys are the best hehe.

after arriving in front of the room, we knock on the door hoping that the inside hears and invites himself to enter.

from inside the room came out a teacher who is believed to be the head of it.

"who, who" asked the chief.

"good morning ma'am, introduce me mita who wants to apply to be a teacher here ma'am," said Mita and Directly introduced herself and the intention of her arrival here.

"oh who yesterday contacted me, came in" said the head was friendly and invited mita to enter his room.

"please sit down mbak mita," said the head was friendly.

"well, thank you ma'am," thank you Mita did not hesitate.

"it so happens that you come today, you immediately taught me yes," pleased the head mother to mita.

"but ma'am, this file I haven't checked yet" I said.

"gaperlu, who in a WhatsApp message yesterday is enough," replied the head mother briefly.

"but, ma'am?" replied mita feeling uneasy.

"do it but but, put it in there your file, we go straight to class phase 1," concluded the head without any objection.

mita who has no choice but to obey the orders from the head was just come along, it's up to her to take where, uh she said to the class phase 1, yes phase one.

on the way mita was silent only the mother of the head of the mother beti, Mita knew her name after the mother beti introduced herself on the road, yesterday why Mita does not know his name when it has replied to a WhatsApp message because mita thought it was WhatsApp school so it should know the name.

Bu beti continues to chatter and mita is just a mangosteen or just say `ya bu'

it's been half the journey of the beti bu saying that they have reached phase 1.

they entered along with mita was behind bu beti, as bu beti again explained about adab to teacher Mita just looked at all the students with her sweet smile, hers, being a teacher should be friendly.

"good child, now the lady will introduce herself before you,"

say bu beti to her students after finishing giving instructions about adab to the teacher.

"bu wita, please," orders bu beti to wita.

"well, hello everyone, introduce your mother's name, mommy's mom here teaches English subjects, hopefully mom and you guys can be familiar, thanks " mita introduced herself as their new English teacher.

"okay, I want to go to the office first, here the lady who will teach you, don't be rowdy!," said the mother beti

after the mother left the class, all male students began to show her playboy fangs, the intention of the willa who initially wanted to start teaching was even dejected by the behavior of playboy students in the class.

"mother, I'm really beautiful" said the student with the stature of a thug.

"can you, if you know I have a husband, want you to compete with my husband?" served by Mita, after all this is the first day, gapapa is an exclamation but other times Mita will act decisively.

"i want to" said the man sitting at the corner table with a flat face.