Best Teacher And Me
Ladle

The accident hit Kila, even now. Plus, Kila also did not feel that Mama and Papa mourned the accident of the grandmother, because they still prioritize their respective work.

Kila was very routine to come to the hospital. Luckily, Grandma can still be saved from the accident even though there is no news of her recovery. In fact, he also did not come to consciousness since that day, already counted a week.

The hospital where Grandma was treated was not too far from her school and home. It was in the middle of it, so Kila could rush to the hospital from school or from her home. Likewise today, Friday which Kila usually accustomed to linger in school musholla, this time he went straight to the hospital to see the grandmother. Wish there was a miracle to make her grandmother wake up from her sleep.

"Mom, get up, dong, Grandma. I can't live without my grandmother. There was no one but Grandma. Kila alone knows, now. My mom is also getting busy. The usual nemenin Kila, right, also grandma. Grandma don't sleep long, Kila don't want to be alone." Kila's one-way conversation spewed out while gently rubbing the pale grandmother's hand. Seeing and tracing every corner of the grandmother's body made Kila shed tears. The flashback of that time filled his brain. He was also unable to stem his tears that were getting louder and louder.

In the face of trials we sometimes forget to give thanks. We are too caught up in that ordeal. The first time we say it must be innallah, the words of his followers may be an istighfar. But we forget to say hamdallah, but we must be grateful on various occasions even in the face of trials though. Be thankful that you are still given the opportunity to carry out trials that may be a test from God to raise his degree.

Allah will not test a servant beyond the limits of his ability. So by facing these trials and trials, be grateful and rest assured. We can get through it, because we can.

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Monday morning, Kila started her day uninspired. He also did not eat breakfast because breakfast was usually made by his grandmother. Same with lunch and dinner. If Ira and Risa don't remind Kila to eat, maybe she won't. He always bought it when he wanted to eat.

"Now, Kil. Eat the bread first. You haven't had breakfast, have you?" Risa approached Kila's desk and saw the owner was engrossed in daydreaming.

"This too, drink it. You take care of your health, Akil. Don't forget to eat and drink enough water" Ira followed.

"That's a good thing. Thanks, yeah. But you do not have to bother every day buy me the same food to drink. Later your pockets thin tofu. I changed the money, you refused, anyway," Kila said forcing a smile. He tried to behave as he normally would, even though he was holding back the sadness in his heart.

"Kil, you don't have to smile like that. I know, you had to, right? If you want to be sad, if you want to cry, then cry. Don't be forced into it, you're pretending his name." Risa said ketus to Kila. As long as her grandmother was in the hospital, Kila had always behaved like this. This makes Risa always refrain from doing this to Kila, but today Risa can no longer bear the attitude of her best friend this one. He also felt concerned for Kila because he pretended that nothing had happened to make the people around him not worry about him. It was passed sensitized and the taste of this one girl.

"Hus, Ris, you're so tired of Akil. Kasian Akil, you know. Yes, you enjoy it, Akil. The food was spent, yes. Let's take some time to follow Mr. Irsyad's lesson later, hehe." Ira neutralized the atmosphere with a crispy laugh.

Ira pulls Risa's hand back to their table to let Kila enjoy her solitude.

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Irsyad has given all the material that he has to give today. There has been a disturbance that has plagued him since. Kila behind this in every Indonesian lesson often daydream. This time he did not want to reprimand Kila by reprimanding her in front of everyone in the class. He decided to tell Fadli the class leader to meet him in his room during the break. He was also curious about what his students experienced so often daydreaming lately. He wants to be a good homeroom teacher to do all he can to help all his students, including Kila.

Kila's strange attitude really caught Irsyad's attention. How not? The girl was right in front of him, surely he would very clearly see what the girl was doing. So too with now.

"Kil, Mr. Irsyad told me to call you to his room at the break. I told you, yes, the trust. Don't forget to go there. Maybe there's something important" Fadli said. He headed straight to Kila after the lesson time when it was finished and only arrived at the first break.

"Ooh, thank you, Fadli. Yes, I want to go straight there" replied Kila.

Kila no longer wondered why she was called. Because her mind is filled with the grandmother right now.

"Assalamu'alaykum, sir. Fadli said, You call me, what's the matter, yes, sir?" ask Kila when she gets in Irsyad's room.

"True, I called you. You haven't noticed my explanation lately. Even you blatantly daydream, even though you know I am right in front of you. Can you explain?" Said Irsyad trying to express in as flat a tone as possible.

"Ooh, that. Sorry, Mister. I was daydreaming again. It's not that I don't appreciate you, but I also have my own problems. And my mind was filled with it" Kila replied. He looked down and showed a sad look.

Irsyad felt sorry at that moment. His heart was touched and could feel the sadness Kila felt. He also saw Kila's attitude which showed how sad Kila was right now.

"How's your grandma doing?" Irsyad's words distract. Unfortunately, he stepped on a mine. Irsyad's words made Kila immediately shed her tears.

Irsyad was clumsy when he saw Kila crying, especially the teacher's room was very crowded during the break. Luckily Kila was crying without making a sound. He tried to think what was wrong with his words.

"So, why are you like this because of your grandmother?" Irsyad tried to conclude. And Kila nodded in response.

"Grandmother is now in the hospital, sir. My grandmother had not been conscious for more than a week. The accident at that time, I was the cause," said Kila. Tears that he had long resisted spilled without cues became the roar of tears.

Irsyad was so shocked by Kila's confession. But he tried to read the mood. He did not want to ask Kila's intentions because his emotions were not stable. He does not want the person who is crying to tell a story, let Kila vent his sadness first until he feels calm.

After a long time the room was filled with the sound of Kila's sobbing, now the crying had begun to subside. Irsyad thrust a handkerchief of hers at Kila to wipe away the rest of her tears.

"May I ask you something?" ask Irsyad. Kila nodded as she wiped her tears with the handkerchief Irsyad gave her.

"Let me see your grandmother. I also want to accompany you to visit the next hospital. Start later, after school. You drove me to the hospital in my car, yeah. I know you're alone now, your parents are rare too. So, I want to help you as a good homeroom teacher. I don't accept rejection, yes, Kila," Irsyad said. Kila could only nod in agreement.

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