'Antaqil Fisabilillah
Part 6 ~ New Student#1

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The sun began to rise from the east. The neighboring chickens had started crowing, the birds were beginning to chirp merrily here and there, and cute beautiful cute butterflies were flying in the city until they settled among the blooming flowers. The typical cool breeze of the morning has started to blow quietly.

Everyone welcomed this morning cheerfully. Except. yep this girl. The girl was still at home in her soft king-size mattress. Clad in a blanket with a picture of doraemon, making him add lazy to wake up.

Kringg...

(There's a bike.a tricycle..~)

[Author: Samantha.., hehe.. It was not the sound of a bicycle, but the sound of an alarm. Sorry🙏🙏. Okay, continue.]

The yellow round object with the shape of himawari (sunflower) vibrates loudly to wake the spoiled master who does not want to come out of his dream.

" hoamm..5 minutes to go, momy jam~ still dantukk nihh.." heavy voice sleepy out of his mouth that.

Momy. Well it's the nickname of Zahra for her alarm.

But the clock did not listen to him. Just keep shaking. After shaking, Zahra turned it off again, then went back to sleep. Just keep it that way. Don't be surprised, this is the 25th time... Every day slalu like this~ even up to 45 times. Good job! (Don't copy it.)

" Athaghfirullah's... It is so hard to build!? Come..think..pikirr.gimana how??!." he said with a little annoyed pacing thinking about his way with a little serious.

" Aah!! Mama has an idea.. H.ha.ha. Get ready, boy!!" said his mother Zahra laughing evilly (slowly) flashed an idea in his mind. One way..

" I'm sorry mommy son." Last word

" Aaaa.ada rats.. Help me!! In my son's mattress there is itu!! Aaaa..please!! Ihh..what is that?? Whats? Cockroaches too..Euww..jijikk.many of them!!!" Shouts Mama panic! Really panick!! With his expression and movements as if 100% reality. And it's just.....THE ACTING!

" May.." mama's inner hope, with her occasional eyes glancing at Zahra.

Hearing her mother screaming that there were disgusted animals in her bed, Zahra opened her eyes and jumped out of her bed.

" Huwaaa.where is mah..where is the rat and the cockroach?? Bite me gaa mah!? Ihh..jijiknya.." shouted Zahra shocked aka panic that had been flooded with sweat.

" Hahhaa.." Mama's laugh was slow.

When her mother laughed, she was silent. He asked a thousand questions because he felt strange.

" Mahh??!!"

" Hmm.."

" Mommy why are you laughing?"

" It's not why-napa ko. Ahhhhhhhhhhh.."

" Ihh.mama laughs at the suffering of others. Or don't don.......... "

" liying?! Yes, mama lied, why is there a problem, hmm?"

" Ihhh..uh kann.mama evil!!! Tau his son is afraid of animals!! "

" Ralat Zah, good mama's intentions ko.noh just look, what time is it?"

" The top is still 5 o'clock more mah.."

" Let's eat it.."

" What the hell.." even though Zahra was reluctant to look, he was still curious. Look towards the wall clock.

[06.30]

" What!!??? U.. It's that hour again..." His eyes widened in shock, as he looked at the number of the antique clock.

" You know now.." My mom smiled winning

" Shower. Take a shower, ehh or don't you? Come on, take a shower to make it smell good. Keep changing clothes wearing black skirt batik. A breakfast? Breakfast, breakfast yes, how later. What's important is taking a shower first." Arrange Zahra's plan focus & serious no matter the mother.

Intention to open the bathroom door, no so, see his mother is still here. Backward..backward~.

" Yes, my mom is still here"

" Do you think? Mom wants to go down first. Don't take long to shower, mop with clothes, then just down, breakfast. Bye~"

" Okay mama~ bye also "

" must be craving.. Well, it's also a good reminder again~" Zahra's inner..

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[Skips]

At Schools.

Zahra POVs

Today, this minute, this very second I am sitting in the middle of a noisy creature upstairs. Noisy. Well, very noisy. Every day is like this. In fact, my class is close to the teacher's room and the principal! The principal is also a killer pake bangett. His teachers also mostly keterindangnya Pa Kepsek. Dozens, hundreds, thousands, millions of times our classes were lectured, still we, uh errat, they were my classmates too.

If there was a miracle~

I sing, yeah, hehe. I don't like noisy classes. Want tuh, class peaceful, serene, calm, uh the same yes, yes the point is not noisy, except at rest.

From that lyric cut, I wish I hadn't gotten into that class. Nah! Nah!

But, I pulled my words just now. Wanna move? No, no, gamau. Okay, now I'm changing my mind. Well even though the first general champion of the class was noisy, but my class was different from the others. So different. Ask her again, why did I change my mind.

" STOP!!" It was me with hands that patted each other. That is, confiding about my class is END.

" Why the hell, Ra, clap everyone's hands?"

" Pope.." ketusku

O yes I want to talk again about in my class.

Second minute I breathe~

Yes, I do, but that's not what I want to say. I sat sweetly with a smile. Let my friends be noisier, what matters is that I am a good child, not rich. I sit on a wooden chair, from the time I have until now High School, still just sit a wooden chair continues. The bosen? Ga tasty? Yes indeed, hyks. But I keep smiling even though deep down I am sad. You see, the chair is soft. Huwaaa.aku kangen same chair at home.that is very soft. Patience Zahra.. Patience.

Oh yeah, I forgot to say, that I wasn't bad luck. Alhamdullah....

I mean, sitting down means waiting for someone. Shit! Positive thingking yes, I no longer wait for it (she/fool). I'm waiting for the teacher to come to our class. Miss Aisyah. That's the name of the math teacher we're waiting for. Not the lesson awaited, but the person. Teacher dream. It was beautiful, well, yes.the photo was that dream. One more thing, he's our walikelas!

Tap.tap..

The sound of the shoes led to our class. His voice made our class instantly quiet rich no occupants. I'm starting to calm down. Who else if not Ice Ma'am. But, strangely why his voice is rich there are 2 people huh?

Kriett.....

The sound of our classroom doors opening. Again the wooden door. Simultaneously, the sound of greeting came out from his mouth. And we heard it all.

" Assalamualaikum." said the beautiful teacher.

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Seriate.....