The Lost Half of the Heart

SHYH 4 | Wrong Direction

The morning mentor greeted me. Little by little the dark sky began to disappear. A golden glow of light illuminated the universe, signaling that the day had changed. The chirping of birds was mutually unpretentious on a shady tree beside the house.

Morning is a very busy time for everyone, where they want to start their own activities. However, not with Rayan looking relaxed, even though this was the first day she started teaching. It made her mother continue to babble so that Rayan immediately prepared.

"Ray, finish your breakfast! Look at what time it is!" his mother said impatiently, for the time was almost seven o'clock in the morning.

Rayan just sighed. From earlier his mother was too busy telling him to immediately prepare so as not to be late.

"Yes, Ma," relaxed answer.

"Rather than you worrying about Rayan, mending you prepare equipment for me. Tie, bag the same shoes I have not seen," said Agung with a face that was upset.

"Oh my goodness! Usually prepared by themselves. You old baby!" gerutu Nuri who then passed left the dining table to prepare the equipment of her husband who also wanted to be pampered like Brayan.

After his mother died, Brayan immediately cleaned his used plate. Since childhood his mother has taught all family members after eating dishes must be taken to the dishwasher so as not to be scattered on the dining table.

"Just get ready, Pa." Brayan leaves his father who still enjoys his breakfast.

"OKAY. Good luck with your first day of teaching fun."

Not long after Brayan also came out of the room while carrying a backpack. One hand carrying a helmet while greeting his mother who was preparing provisions for him.

"Ma, Rayan is not a kindergarten boy anymore who has to bring back," he protested when he found out if the provisions were for him.

"Udah just follow! My mom cooked a lot. I am sure no one will eat. You know for yourself 'would it be that papa came home late in the afternoon and Briyan didn't necessarily go home or not because he had to prepare the project."

Can not refuse, finally the provision went directly into the backpack owned by Brayan.

"If you have a motor, don't speed! Remember, you're not married!" message her mother when Brayan has put a helmet on her head.

"Yes, my dear Mama. Rayan will be careful. Then Rayan left first. Assalamualaikum."

"Wa'alaikumsalam."

In accordance with his mother's message, Brayan just riding his motorcycle slowly. The distance he traveled was also not too far away, so he did not need to go fast to hunt for time.

For the first time in 4 years, Brayan can ride his favorite motorcycle again. His longing had been healed as he could wander the streets first before heading to his teaching place.

"It's like a new road." Brayan muttered inwardly while looking at his left right which felt unfamiliar to him.

"Yesterday, I don't think it's going this way." Now Brayan chose to stop his motorcycle on the side of the road and open the helmet that covers his head.

He was watching the streets carefully. Four years passed making many changes around the road, so he could not recognize the road clearly. And when his eyes caught an object of direction, he immediately frowned. It turns out that he is in the wrong direction right now.

Brayan should not have taken the path to the left, but I don't know what was in his mind so he took the path.

"Astaghfirullahaladzim ... could be wrong way," he grumbled with a long breath. "Eh wait .. If not mistaken this way to the house Fisya, deh! Well ... why also I go this way, should I turn right not turn left." Brayan monologues while blaming himself.

At the sight of the watch that was coiled around his wrist, Brayan could only sigh in weight. Because this time has shown at 08.00 am. Brayan should have reached the cottage, but because he was wrong way he had to be late to the cottage.

"Astaghfirullah, what am I really thinking!" Brayan re-fitted his helmet and then continued the stalled journey.

Unable to go slowly anymore, he ignored his mother's message. At high speed, Brayan cut through the slightly congested streets hoping to get to his destination soon, as he was already too late. However, Brayan suddenly had to brake suddenly when a car stopped suddenly in front of him in order to bring someone down. Luckily, Brayan did not kiss the butt of the car in front of him.

Despite having been separated for four years, Brayan was unable to recognize him. However, as Brayan is currently hunting for time, he chooses to continue his journey.

"Is that really Fisya? And ... is that man her future husband? Then is there no chance for me to fight for it?"

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With a mind full of question marks, finally the motor driven by Brayan has arrived at the destination. There was no anxiety when he arrived late on his first day of teaching.

The building is divided into two parts. South building and north building. Where the north building is owned by male students, while the south building is a building owned by female students.

The school is based on boarding school, where all students are required to live in dormitories. In addition to getting formal lessons, all students also get additional lessons for religious sciences.

Because at this time what is needed is a sports teacher, then Brayan only resignedly accepted his position as a sports teacher. Although in his heart Rayan really wants to be a teacher of physics.

"Pak Rayan, may you feel at home to teach here yes," said one of the teachers, when Brayan finished introducing himself to the teachers in the office.

"Yes, Mom. Hopefully I'll settle down."

In the office room there were still some old teachers, where they were Brayan teachers when he was a student. The teachers were very salute for the achievements achieved by Brayan, considering that Brayan was one of the students who often made trouble. However, who would have thought, now Brayan grew up to be a very proud person.

Since Brayan was currently teaching the South building, it was certain that his student was female. Unlike other schools that will be hysterical when they see a handsome teacher enter the classroom, they only welcome new teachers without any cheers or jokes thrown at the new teacher.

"It's great to join your school. Hopefully in the future we can work together for the progress of this school," said Brayan after introducing himself.

"Yes, it looks like I can't linger here. You know for yourself that I also have to work," said the handsome man who had delivered Nafisya to his boutique.

With a sweet smile on her lips Nafisya replied, "Yes. It's okay, Mum. Fisya knows."

That instant also Alqan's phone rang. Seeing who called, instead of directly answering but Alqan immediately put his phone back in his pocket.

"Lho, why don't you get picked up, Mas?" ask Nafisya astonished.

"Ah, this is from an office friend," replied Alqan a little nervously.

"Yes, you go to the office. Thanks, I want to take me."

Alqan could only thinly pull the corners of his lips and leave the boutique owned by Nafisya. After arriving outside, Alqan immediately answered his cellphone which had continued to vibrate.

"Yes, I know. I'll be there soon!" The answer came out of Alqan's lips.

Alqan's car immediately left the boutique and drove at high speed to get to the next destination.

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