The Arabic Teacher

Preparation

After school, Vita asks Lala to accompany her to a cake shop. So eager to get to the place and sort out small cakes. Vita is willing to hold his hunger, save his allowance for a few days to be able to buy a birthday cake for his favorite ustadz.

"Which one would you choose, Vit?"

"The smallest, my money is only 50 stews."

Lala went to the cashier asking him to get the smallest cake, but unfortunately, the price of the cake in the store was 70 thousand for the smallest size.

"Where dong, La, I only have 50 thousand," replied Vita with a sad face.

His desire to give the ustadz a surprise seems to be destroyed instantly. Even to collect fifty thousand money he was willing to hold the hunger to be able to set aside the pocket money given by his mother.

Lala was silent for a moment..

"Lo wait here, Vit! Where's the money here!" Lala asked for 50 thousands of money from Vita's hand and immediately headed for the cashier.

I don't know what style Lala used until the cashier Mbak-Mbak want to give him the smallest cake in the store by paying fifty thousand.

Vita did not blink to see his best friend carrying the cake he chose. How could Lala get that cake with 50 grand?

"Yuk's home!" Said Lala walking first through Vita.

Arriving on the bike, Vita asked about the cake.

"Well, what's the cashier, La?"

"Nothing's wrong."

"kok could..

"It's important you can give ustadz Dafi a surprise, right? Don't think about how I persuaded the cashier's mom." Vita resigned and chose not to continue the sentence.

"Thanks La, you are my best friend."

If not thanks to Lala, it seems unlikely I can bring home the cake as a surprise for ustadz. Ustadz wait for me!

Lala was staying at Vita's house, because tonight they planned to go to Dafi's ustadz house to surprise her. A few days ago, they had followed ustadz Dafi when they wanted to go home. With the intention of wanting to find out the existence of the house of his heart.

What do you say, Ms. Rahma did not give her son permission to go out at night, especially going to the man's house. Vita locked herself in the room, she cried feeling frustrated with her efforts did not go smoothly.

"It is wrong, La, if I go to the house of Ustadz Dafi? Our only intention is to give her a surprise on her birthday."

"I don't think so, Vit. But the parents' views are clearly different."

The sound of knocking on the door rang out, Lala opened the door to see Vita not getting out of her bed.

"Withy.."

"Dad.." Vita got out of bed hugging her father while crying.

"Try to understand your mother dok, it is not good for women to visit a man's house in the middle of the mallem."

"But we have no intention of making macems Well, just want to give ustadz Dafi a surprise, is that wrong?"

"The intention is not wrong, wrong is the time."

"Om, Vita has been working hard to make this surprise for ustadz Dafi. Buy a cake from pocket money, he's not a snack for days, Om at school. Tuh Om Rahmat can see his body reduced like this." Mr. Rahma just saw his son's body from top to bottom. Wkwkwkw ngibulin parent once in a while.

Lala is still struggling in the wrong situation. If you're not even more ngizinin dad, watch out I hit you using coconut shells.

Mr. Grace sighed and then said, "Yes, but I have a condition. You can go to the house of Ustadz Dafi on condition that there end the morning prayers and Father will take you!"

"But Dad immediately returned after we got to the house of ustadz Dafi?" Mr. Grace nodded.

"Yes. But Mother.."

"Your mother's gonna be Dad's business."

⁇ ️TBC️