Best Teacher And Me
Ta'aruf's

Sunday is sun day, “Sunday”. True, the new time shows at seven but the sun is so stinging. Kila has no habit like people in general if it arrives Sunday will go for jogging. Kila is a lazy woman to exercise and eat a lot but still have a proportional body. She's lucky.

Kila already told her grandmother that her homeroom teacher was coming today. Grandma didn't suspect a thing about it.

There are many snacks prepared for guests. But even Kila ate it.

“Kila, you don't spend the snacks, dong. If we run out, we don't have any more stock for your homeroom teacher. If you eat remember anyone wants to eat too,” scold grandma to Kila. While Kila still stuffed the snack into his mouth.

“Iya, Mother. This is the last one, kok,” reply Kila after finishing her food in the mouth.

“You're ready to take a shower first. Wear a nice and polite dress. The smell of sweat you know, Kil,” said grandma while sniffing to Kila's body.

“Ih, grandma, who stinks, anyway? Sports never, how do you want a memory? Grandma sometimes likes to exaggerate, deh,” replied Kila mamanyunkan lips.

“Ya already, you shower there!” grandma's word.

“Iya, yes, grandma bring,” taunted Kila as she walked to her room.

“You, yes,,.” Grandma wanted to nag Kila, but the boy had already entered her room. Grandma undoes her intentions.

“Humph, nyebelin grandson,” granny nagging alone.

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Irsyad has driven his car to our house from eight o'clock. Looks like he'll be arriving sooner than the time he told Kila last night. Not because Irsyad was excited to meet Kila, but because Irsyad knew that Kila's house was far enough and he did not want to be late from the clock. Turns out, traffic was slow and smooth. Finally Irsyad until thirty minutes before the hour.

“Assalamu’alaikum,” Irsyad says hello while knocking on the door. A moment passed, the door was opened by the grandmother who was confused as to who this man was.

“Wa’alaikumussalam. Sorry, who are you, son?” said grandma.

“Sorry to interrupt the time, Mom. I am Irsyad Maulana who will make a visit to the home of the students. Today I will make my first visit to the home of my student Afifah Syakila. It's faster than the promised hour, but can we just start the meeting, ma'am? His student's guardian mother, right?” irsyad said, explaining. The new grandmother admitted that the homeroom teacher Kila had come, immediately allowing Irsyad to enter.

“Inter, yes, Son. I call him Kilanya first. Nak Irsyad please enjoy the snack,” said grandma offers.

“Good, Mom. Thank you so much for being served food. No need to bother, Ma'am,” replied Irsyad politely.

“After all you are a guest. It is the duty of the host to glorify the guest. Yes already, I stayed a while to Kila's room,” reply grandma. He then went to Kila's room. It looks like Kila is busy reading a book, very diligent the child.

“Kila, your homeroom teacher has arrived. You make a drink, gih,” said the grandmother who had been on the doorstep of Kila's room.

“Hah??? Not wrong, is it, Grandma? Why is it faster than the hours specified? Yes already, grandma miss wait Kila yes, to Mr. Irsyad.” Kila rushed straight to the kitchen. He remembered that Irsyad told him to treat Irsyad with bitter tea. Kila quickly made that drink.

Kila smiled slightly as she was about to deliver the tea to Irsyad. “Why bitter tea? Like people are old, Kila's inner” that equates Irsyad with his grandmother, both like bitter tea.

Kila was already in the living room, where Irsyad was welcome to sit by his grandmother. Then he greeted Irsyad as a form of courtesy to his homeroom class, even though he was not in the school environment.

Grandma slightly chuckled at the sight. “Like a couple husband and wife,” inner grandmother. Grandma can berbatin like that because Kila also once told “luia” who turned out to be her homeroom teacher. An insulting coincidence could be visited by the man that his granddaughter admired. Unfortunately, Irsyad's arrival agenda is not to ask for blessing but a homeroom visit to the student guardian only.

Bitter tea has arrived, Irsyad sip the tea first as a form of politeness. He then began a conversation with his grandmother.

“Iya, but I'm just her grandmother. My mom and dad are out of town. I usually take care of Kila,” replied grandma relaxed.

“Then, the frequency of Mother's closeness is greater than that of her mom and dad?” ask Irsyad again. Grandma then responded by nodding her head.

“Alright, I will convey the meaning of my arrival. I am the homeroom teacher of her class, IPS 1. My visit here would like to know my students how they behave at home. Know the characteristics of students at home that affect their character in school. This visit took less than an hour. Do Mom and Kila not mind?” irsyad said the intent.

“Of course, who would mind? Just start, son. What do you want to know from me about Kila?” grandma's response approves.

“How is Kila at home? The way she treated her parents and mother as her grandmother?” Irsyad asked the first question.

“Kila's attitude to me is very spoiled. Kila always told me everything that happened to her. Including when he is happy, sad, or angry with someone. If this is an organized child, in his hobby home read a book. His son is attentive and attentive. Kila likes to make me bitter tea as a form of attention. Incidentally, you also like bitter tea turns out, Son Irsyad. Rarely do young people like bitter tea,” said the grandmother responding to Irsyad's question with intermeso behind her. Grandma who discussed bitter tea was also sipping bitter tea that had been prepared by her grandson.

“Mom could have. I happen to not like too much of anything too sweet. Bitter tea can also keep my healthy lifestyle,” Irsyad responded.

“Like to keep eating patterns, huh? Her body is good. Love sports also means?” ask grandma again. This topic is a bit off the original goal, but Irsyad is not disturbed.

“If for sports thank God I routinely do it. And I usually gym at home every afternoon,” said Irsyad responded politely.

“Wah, it deserves a good body, field and ideal so. It's different with Kila. Kila is a hobby of one meal. All the food went into his mouth. He likes sweet food. He also does not exercise. It seems, I never saw him exercising,” said the grandmother comparing Irsyad with her granddaughter.

Irsyad slightly chuckled at the grandmother's revelation. He did not expect any of his students who like to eat and lazy to exercise can maintain his weight which is arguably ideal.

“Ih, grandma. Why unload Kila's disgrace, anyway?” Kila hooked up, she was embarrassed grandma told it to Irsyad.

“Nak Irsyad how old is it?” Random questions were asked again by Grandma.

“I'm twenty-four years old, Mom,” Irsyad replied.

“Ooh, you and Kila are only eight years old. Kila is sixteen years old.” Grandma again made a comparison. And Irsyad just nodded in response.

“In addition to being a teacher at Kila school, what are your activities?”

“I became a lecturer at one of the private campuses in the evening class. I run my side business in Muslim and Muslim fashion. I also run a boarding house owned by my parents. On my day off I took the time to go to an orphanage to donate what I had. Sometimes I also work with family.”

“Masyaa Allah, already established, educated, sholeh again. You're not married?” Irsyad shook his head with a smile that was also engraved.

“As a whole is ready to get married. Probably too young to get married at twenty-four, huh?” Grandma had directed the subject everywhere. Kila felt bad about the question of the grandmother who came from the ceplos.

“Nek, everyone also has privacy. Not good to know, same Mr. Irsyadnya.” Kila cut their conversation.

“It's okay, I don't mind with it,” responded Irsyad.

“Lha this why the agenda is ta’aruf, anyway?” kila said slowly. Apparently Grandma and Irsyad still heard the slow remark.

“Indeed the agenda ta’aruf,” replied grandma and Irsyad together. But between the two expressed a different purpose, as well as Kila.