THE ABOVE THE CLOUD(ABC)

15. ....But I should...

Today, Sera's first day of school.

Muta moved her schedule that morning to an hour later despite her busy schedule, however, she could not miss her daughter's first day of school.

Joe was rearranging and coordinating the schedule at the office, so Wana, who used to be in line for breakfast for her boss at this hour, sat in the steering wheel, driving the car to the destination.

School name PAUD Sun And Shine. What kind of name is that? Why not just join together as SunShine? Wana grumbled indistinctly in her heart.

Wana waits in the car while her boss comes out, holding Sera to school.

Sera had seen many children in the area around her rented school every morning. They usually wear white-red clothes. Her father said she was going to start school today but put her on a regular play shirt. Sera had no doubts about what her father said. His confusion did not shut down his enthusiasm.

Pre-TK is not like Kindergarten in general that must enter following the round of the new learning year. Pre-TK can be entered freely and at any time, because the initial goal is to introduce children to the wider social environment. Before they entered the TK.

Most of his activities are playing, playing, and playing.

A teacher greeted Reksa who came together with Sera as soon as she finished chatting with one of the guardians.

The teacher was like a recent university graduate, her eyes were brilliantly round, her lips pale red, her face without make-up and her hair in a low tie. The teacher was wearing a yellow apron with a sun pattern in the middle.

“Halo, you must be Mr Mutual, right? Nice to meet you.” The teacher lowered his head and reviewed the smile before turning to Sera who was staring curiously.

“Hai, My name is Irna.” Teacher Irna half-squatted down, instantly her speech style changed as she faced Sera. “Whose name?”

Sera clasped Reksa's hand tightly, while one of her hands again gripped the shirt in front of her. His eyes showed nervousness, even so he still replied.

“... I, I Sela.”

“Oh, hi, Sela.”

Sera shook her head and repeated. “Not Sela but Sella.” ‘Sela’ in the end sounds like a little bit on his tongue swivel.

Teacher Irna understood immediately. “Halo Sera's. What age is Sera?”

Sera pulled three fingers smoothly. Muta taught him to replace the ring finger with a thumb, now he has no trouble folding and shows the count of three. Teacher Irna immediately rounded her eyes and exclaimed in admiration. “Sera three years turns out!”

“Sera today school loh.” think of children who cry in class every day, Teacher Irna like seeing Sera as a new light.

Sera nodded without fear.

“Sera school alone, can not be accompanied by his Papa.” said Guru Irna again, slowly. Make sure every word is delivered. His hand also moved gesturing, with a fickle expression, Muta who was initially worried about Sera immediately gave a deep evaluation: Not bad.

Sera who heard that frowned. “Papa go home?”

The accused were outright in denial. “Papa working.”

Sera's face looked sad but the little girl understood that work was not something that could be left behind.

“Sera school later many friends, you know.” Guru Irna continues to entertain and make the school an interesting place in the eyes of Sera. “We can sing together, eat later, the food is good, there are fairy tales as well. Sera knows the Kancil?”

Sera nodded. Last night his father told me about the Kancil.

“Yes, there are many stories of the Kancil, the Crocodile, the Rabbit, the Turtle..”.

Sera's eyes immediately sparkled. He had never heard of the story of the Rabbit and the Turtle!

The father and son walked in hand in hand into the building. Mutuals can't get into class. He, standing with the other parents in the hallway stared at the window in frustration.

Sera walked nervously, she did not want to let go of her bag; teacher Irna did not insist and only gave her a seat not far from her position.

Some of the crying children were separated and handled by a separate teacher in another corner. He was taken to fly, carried and presented with toys. Muta glanced at Sera who was paying serious attention without the slightest fuss.

Yup. His daughter is the best. Muta's face showed a pride that could not be hidden.

One of the middle-aged women had just escorted her granddaughter into PraTK staring from behind the window in annoyance. Seeing her crying and unstoppable grandson despite the teachers taking turns comforting, the woman snorted and was about to enter the classroom to scold the teacher.

But the corner of his eyes caught the figure of Reksa standing beside him. Hands folded, chin raised, eyes squinting and a cynical curved mouth. A simple mutual asked to be hit with that face.

His eyes glanced at the children who were now sitting in a circle and singing at the guidance of Teacher Irna, then glanced at another corner where the child was still crying. Muta snorted without being held back, then shook his head before throwing a gaze once more at Grandma and shaking her head again.

The woman was immediately annoyed to see him. He decided to wait for a while, if it was still not finished, he would bring his granddaughter home!

Mutuals roll their eyes in the heart. There was no way he would let his daughter's first day of school go awry. Just see if anyone messes up, he'll get in the way, whatever it is!

Just then, Wana who came with a carry bag containing new blankets, pillows, and dolls, saw her Boss quarrel in silence with an old woman.

“...” Wana can't say anything. He immediately handed her the bag and returned to the car.

Muta waited thirty minutes, until she saw Sera mingling well with a friend her age. The average baby entering PreTK aged 1-3 years. Sera is placed in the age class of 3-3.5 years, with children who almost want to enter Kindergarten.

The largest one was almost 4 years old, looking different from the rest of the children. Mutuals can see how good this PraTK is from the movements of older toddlers in keeping the younger ones.

Maybe because some children already know the concept of brothers and sisters in their homes. That could also be one reason.

Muta gave a bag containing blankets and others for Sera to take a nap later on Guru Irna.

Actually the school has prepared a blanket, but Reksa does not want Sera to wear it.

Muta waited five minutes, waiting for Sera to glance at the window so she could say goodbye. If Reksa suddenly left and his daughter cried sadly, how?

But ten minutes passed, Sera did not glance at all, leaving a dark aura on Muta's face. He finally gave up after receiving a call from Joe who asked for the umpteenth time when to get to the office. .

Even until he sat in the car and exited the school gate, Sera was not aware of his disappearance at all.

Hmph! Is school so good, so much better than a father?!

Down in the parking lot of his office, Reksa immediately gave the mandate.

“I want a burger without cheese and without onions, with extra ketchup and double meat, large size salted fries, Matcha flavored cream soes and coffee milk Cafe C.” output

Wana, who had originally taken notes seriously, stopped when she heard that. Staring at the back of Reksa who was walking to the elevator, Wana seemed to want to crumble the tablet in her hand.

Burger and potatoes can be bought on the opposite side, Soes Krim matcha commonly eaten by his boss is located two blocks from here, close to PraTK!! And Coffee Milk Cafe C's.. Wana opened a search engine because this was the first time she heard the name of this cafe.

Cafe Cafes is just a small cafe located at the end of the city center. Upon seeing her location opposite the Soes cake shop, Wana grabbed her hair in her heart. Is this coffee special?! Even the average rating is only 4!

Wana closed her eyes, recited deeply about the salary and bonuses she received last month, then remembered the coming month, before driving away with burning eyes. He would buy coffee at Cafe Cafes as well to know how good this milk coffee was!

If it wasn't good, Wana was 100% sure her boss was just looking for trouble with her!

When Wana returned forty-five minutes later, Reksa was munching on bread from the pastry shop across from the office that Joe had bought for sure. His eyes stared straight at the computer.

Wana went forward and placed a still warm Mutual order, but Mutual did not glance and only gave a short ‘hmm’ reply.

Wana wants to destroy something!

But she recalls her unpaid apartment installments, her monthly bills, and the dress she wants to buy next month…

Wana held her expression and lowered her head before moving out of the room.

“I have a meeting tonight, you ready my suit from now.”

“...Sir.” is usually Joe who does it when it comes to important meetings. What if he puts a shirt instead of a shirt? (of course, this is impossible).

Muta glanced from the corner of his eyes lazily without making a sound.

“I understand.” Wana nodded and as she walked out of the Mutual room, she immediately ran to Joe to cry on his shoulder–er, no, he pulled out his notebook and immediately took down his Boss subscription boutique.

Fortunately Joe had prepared the first gift and suit used that time. Wana just needs to check it out.

“Pak, why the hell, I so much follow Pak Reksa?” asked Wana indirectly, telling the difference between her work and the previous one. Usually he prepares his boss's lunch menu, helps with this and that, so Reksa's errand, then helps out with the secretariat.

“Oh, our company will do a big operation.” said Joe who in his eyelids already looks black-black visible. “You could say your job as a new assistant really started.”

Hearing the word ‘baru started’, his sadness and distress that day vanished instantly. Wana then realized that checking the gifts, choosing a suit, to help take care of her mysterious daughter Reksa had become a sign that she would rise in office and no longer a trainee!! This is important work anyway! Don't you?!

“You are very agile but strangely a bit slow about this.” said Joe half comforting half reprimanding.

Wana paid no heed to him and immediately rushed to continue her work.

Joe put on a grin looking at the happy looking Wana, before moving in to answer the ringing phone, he let out a tired sigh.

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