TRIPLE Z (Zafir, Zafran, Zafira )

That Beautiful Teacher, Who?

Aqeela and Pak Jamal are already in the middle of the Nusantara High School Exkul trainer.

"Fathers, Mothers and Brothers we present for the continued coordination of excrement activities." Jamal sir opened the meeting.

"As we scheduled last week, this week we should fix with the new proker."

"I'll be absent per exculp."

"Pramuka, Paskib, PMR, Theater, Choir, Basketball, Volly, Futsal and Football, tennis, badminton, journalist, KIR, Robotics, Nature Lovers, Dancing, Silat Pencak, Islamic Spirituality, etc, Catholic Christian Spirituality, Hindu Spirituality, Buda Spirituality and Photography.." Each trainer called his field raised a hand.

"According to the brothers to attract each exkul what should we do?" Ask Mr. Jamal.

"We're doing an Ekskul show. So each excrement can show its peculiarities. After that the children can choose the excrement of interest." Speech coach exkul Theater.

"What about the others is there a suggestion?" Ask Mr. Jamal.

"I agree with Big Brother Rio's proposal earlier." The Futsal Exculus Coach.

"I'm bole adding a little?" Ajeela raised her hand.

"Boules."

"In addition to the performance of abilities it would be nice to show the performance of each exkul. How's it?"

"Well, I totally agree with that." Another comment.

"I agree too."

"Anything is right."

"Okay.. for about when can it be done?"

"Next week. Friday, after Friday prayers."

"Why Friday? I tend to fit school hours. Because the kids can't go home. If after Friday I'm not sure."

"Thursday, first hour. How's it?"

"Ready Sir."

"That means yes, next thursday."

"Ready.'

"My broker please collect."

"Well, after the show of ability I will give them a question." Jamal ended his meeting.

"I'll wait for H."

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Implementation of the Work of Each Exkul event went smoothly. Mr. Jamal assisted OSIS.

The day after the activity, Aqeela and Pak Jamal still with the help of OSIS circulated the export questionnaire.

Within an hour, all OSIS administrators deployed by the school had gathered in the BK room.

"Okay now, we arrange according to the exkul they are interested in. Separate the 10th and 11th grades!" Aqeela.

"Yes, Mom.." Reno answered one of the managers of OSIS.

"Sir, will you eat?" Tanya Aqeela to Pak Jamal, on the sidelines of his assistance with OSIS.

"No." Answer Mr. Jamal.

"Sure, the foster father-in-law doesn't want to eat? Ntar I thought the son of a foster mother who is ungodly loo." Goda Aqeela's.

The OSIS child who was there chuckled, but was slightly detained because he felt awkward with the presence of Aqeela.

"Yes, I ordered a super-lummer loo chicken pizza. Really don't want to?" Aqeela lured Mr. Jamal with her favorite food.

"Tiger. Wanna. The size of a jumbo!" Jamal finally tempted.

"It's a direct pizza, yes. I said cassava must have been sneered. Ah, my foster father-in-law is indeed matre." Ledek Aqeela's.

"Babies jerky. That's how you become an Ustdzah. Ckckck.... criteria where to try?" Reply Mr. Jamal.

"Siih's father-in-law, never miss this beautiful daughter-in-law tausiyah." Cerocos Aqeela ordering pizza online via delivery app.

"Our iced coffee, Tu Mantu..." Mr. Jamal said tightening the call of the ghost to Aqeela.

"Berres the adoptive father-in-law. You guys want some pizza?" Ask Aqeela to the children of OSIS.

"You're..great cake, ma'am." Reply Eca who looks the most puffed up among all her friends.

"Huui. if the food is directly on." Ledek Pipit the head of OSIS.

"Biarin mumpung gratisan. When else do we work on bonus pizza." Reply to Eca.

"Husst. watch out for Mr. Jamal loo. You are reported to Mr. Saipul loo.." Sela Mario with worry.

Aqeela and Mr. Jamal also chuckled at it.

"Are you scared of Jamal?" Aqeela cried after clicking the message button.

"Banget, Mom.."

"Well, you're bad..I'll only be at your age never afraid of Mr. Jamal." Goda Aqeela's.

"Indeed, Mr. Jamal was not jutek gini?"

"Jutek really wear."

"Continue?"

"Yes mother is still more afraid of God." Said Aqeela while holding back a laugh.

"Yes.ibu. How to prank us."

"Sadistic mother."

"Emang Elo wants a Pit?"

"Relight."

"Don't the kids tell me that's Mom?" Mario follow kepo.

"What story is there?"

"That's ma'am, said my friend dark angel."

"Opszz.. " Pak Jamal who was sipping water immediately vomited the contents..

"That's my nickname for this obscure boy." Mumbled Mr. Jamal in the heart.

"Qee. My patent, you use.Pay .." Tempted Mr. Jamal.

"Pay what? I don't have any debt."

"Dark angel."

"Ooh. take it easy. pay him a big size pizza pan.

"Heah..." The son of OSIS chuckled again.

"Mom, this is already selese."

"Okay. If you've helped me make the list on exel." Aqeela said while inviting one of the OSIS managers to use a BK computer.

"You know, we do it here over time, huh. What if we do it in the commouter lab?" Said Mr. Jamal.

"Hmm. You can, sir." Aqeela.

"It's so I let Mr. Roni first."

"Okay."

Mr. Jamal's out for a while, see Mr. Roni.

After getting permission from Mr. Roni, the responsibility of the Computer Lab. Mr. Jamal immediately returned and took the OSIS board involved to the computer lab.

"You can stay?" Ask Mr. Jamal.

"Yes, sir."

"It's okay, save on your flasdisk. Let me be the one who prints." Tell Mr. Jamal.

"Sir Jamal, who was the beautiful teacher?" Someone suddenly nodded.

"Yes, it's pretty good, it's friendly." Others chimed in.

"What do you say? Nice and friendly?" Repeat Mr. Jamal.

"Well where?" Connect Mr. Jamal.

"That's her mesenij us pizza. Where there's trying to be another teacher like that."

"You know yourself. Let's know how seremnya like a boy. Hii..." Mr. Jamal shuddered. Get out of the computer lab.

It only took fifteen minutes, the OSIS manager had returned to the BK room. Along with the pizza Aqeela order came.

"Yuuk, eat it first." Take Aqeela to the manager of OSIS.

"Make it, Mom."

"Mom, what is this beautiful teacher called? Haven't we met yesterday?" A curious person asked Aqeela.

"I'll introduce myself. Eat first." Answer Aqeela.

Chequek.

The sound of someone opening a door. The entire occupants of the BK room turned to the source of the sound.

"Ustadz Zaynal!" Excite all those at runag BK.

"Qee, cheat you yeah. When it comes to eating, I never tell you." Ustadz Zainal commented.

"Lha's wrong on her own don't help me."

"I'll help you with the do'a." Answer Ustdz Zainal.

"Sir Desta can also be so doang."

"You mah, keep the boy."

"Well what, we already have three children still said boy. I made money Triluyanan is still said to be a boy. Then they're baby dong?" Celeste Aqeela.

"Not they're still embryos."

"Ustadz.ok embryos are not zygotes at all to be satisfied." An OSIS manager with glasses.

"Well, they're better at that."

"Well aah.which is important where Ustadz rations."

"Tuuh the ration Ustadz Zainal." Show Aqeela to Mr. Jamal's desk.

Instead of taking the cardboard, Ustadz Zainal instead sat next to Mr. Jamal who focused on his pizza.

"Ustadz, this is my ration. It's got Ustadz." Mr. Jamal blocked the hand of Ustadz Zainal who took one piece of his pizza.

"Sir, the baby's grandpa again nyidam has Mr. Jamal." Ustadz Zainal stroked his belly which began to distend due to age.

"How many months, Ustadz?" Aqeela asked deliberately because she knew Ustdadz Zainal was only joking from earlier.

"Six months 7 weeks 5 days 3 hours 8 minutes 10 seconds."

"Busyeet dah Ustadz is the age of the womb or again counting the time?" One of the other children of OSIS.

"His teacher is not his student equally unclear." Mumbled Mr. Jamal remained focused on his pizza.