Best Teacher And Me
Guarding the Heart

Kila's birthday has passed, but still very much he felt the surprise of Irsyad. Every before going to bed he always imagined the sound of Irsyad produced by the box object called the cellphone. The thing that narrows the distance between her and Irsyad. Just a birthday greeting, but Kila is so difficult to consider it as an ordinary thing.

Kila who daydreamed when he heard the phrase Irsyad, made aware with Deheman Irsyad.

"It was, yes, Kila. We can't linger talking like this. It is not good if something unwanted happens. Assalamu'alaykum."

That's the closure of Irsyad. He didn't call for long, just said happy birthday and hung up. Then Kila, only with that irony sentence did she fall more and more in love with the man.

He seems a little late today because he thinks about it all the time. Kila hurriedly came out of his boarding house and immediately ran to the intersection of the complex to search for angkot.

"Hi, Kila. Going late, huh? Together with me, same direction as my campus." Farhan came when Kila was still halfway from the intersection of the complex. He offered a ride as well out of pity seeing Kila running around in such a hurry.

"No need, brother, later Kak Farhan come too late" said Kila refused to hesitate.

"will not. I went to class today. This is also to campus because it wants to gather for joint tasks. Let's go up, don't hesitate," said Farhan assured.

"I-iya, Brother. Thank you very much for the ride, sister," said Kila then ride slowly to Farhan motorbike.

"Okay, you don't forget the handle. We're gonna speed, huh."

"It's a handle, brother."

"Ooh, okay. Prepare your heart, yes."

Farhan could already guess, what Kila would hold was not Farhan's waist or clothes. But still he said, because the usual when driving with a motorbike, the passenger's grip is on the rider's waist, right? Kila even holds the iron end of the motor that he sits on as a handle. He could even put some distance at a time like this.

"Where is eleventh grade, good?" farhan said a little pleasantry. They are close to the school.

"Alhamdulilah, Brother. It might not be as difficult as IPA class," Kila replied.

"Okay, Kila. The spirit learns it. Send greetings to people who know me. Gih, in. Before being kicked out because it was too late" said Farhan when he was at the bus stop in front of the school. Kila who asked to be delivered to here alone, for fear that there will be people who see Kila ushered by former ketos and cause slander.

"okay, sis. Thanks very much. Jazakallahu khair," said Kila then ran to school.

Fortunately, Farhan was like a savior. Kila doesn't know why she's almost late today.

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Learning from last night's mistakes, today Kila won't be too late. He also did not sleep after dawn prayers. He also cut back on staying up late because he studied premarital books. Today he went quickly to school on foot. Not bad, on foot he did not spend the money and counted the morning spot as well.

"Hi, Kila. Hurry up at this hour to go to school. Scared of being late last night, huh? hahaa." Farhan's baritone voice greeted Kila who was enjoying her journey to school.

"E-e, Brother Farhan. Assalamu'alaykum first, sis," replied Kila.

"Wa'alaykumussalam, China. Hehe. Come on up, and go to college too. Today I entered the morning class" Farhan replied as well as offering.

"Sister, thank you so much for your help all this time. I don't want to trouble you anymore. This section as well as morning exercise as well," reject Kila with courtesy.

"Sorry, Brother. I don't want any strange gossip if any student sees me and knows that the former ketos gave me the cane. So, it's better not to, sister," said Kila refused more firmly.

Farhan sighed lazily. Then looked at Kila, while Kila immediately lowered her head to avoid. Kila felt, maybe Farhan really liked Kila. Last night, Farhan saved Kila from being late. But enough for last night. Don't be sustainable. He must also take care of Irsyad. Because, Farhan has the same nature as Irsyad, Kila does not want to consider Farhan as his successor Irsyad.

"Well, if you refuse. I intend to do you good. Yes, I went first, yes. Assalamu'alaykum's chat. Be careful on the road, Kila," said Farhan.

After answering Farhan's greeting, Kila continued on her way. He walked away thinking about the book he would read next. If it is true that he will get married right after graduating high school, then he must have enough knowledge about marriage.

"Duh, what the fuck, I. I'm gonna have an even semester exam soon. I'd better cut back on reading those prenuptial books. I have to focus on the material that will be tested later. I must admit that in this eleventh grade, materials are indeed very difficult. I can't let my guard down at all" Kila said to herself inwardly.

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The semester exam finally arrived. The final exam before was said to be worthy of the status of being a twelfth grade. The early weeks are indeed a burdensome test, because the lessons tested first are quite difficult. But, Alhamdulillah, Kila went through two weeks of exams smoothly.

"Crazy, how were your parents? can you take your report, right? If you can't, let your mother get it," Citra said. Kila is at his house right now. Remember, this Sunday has become his obligation to visit Citra's house.

"Father, Bun. Kila called. Then, he said mom is equally papa, someone wants to be talked about as well mother. Maybe want to know his family Mr. Irsyad too," replied Kila casually.

"That means complete, your mom and dad are coming? Well, good that way. Same with candidates besan. Hahaha," Citra replied as she chuckled.

"What's the candidate besan, Bun?" Farhan's voice that came suddenly stopped Citra's laughter.

"Farhan's? You coming? Tumben," Citra asked as she prepared a drink for Farhan.

"Oh my goodness, Bun. Can't if Farhan comes? Wih, it smells good, nih. Mother cooks cake, huh? Farhan for dong, too, Bun. Kan, Irsyad no longer exists. So, Farhan can take his share Brother Irsyad."

"Yes, yeah. You wait in the family room. If you come to the kitchen later the kitchen is more messy because of you," Citra orders.

"Yes, yes."

Kila laughed a bit watching Citra and Farhan. Citra leaves Kila briefly to give Farhan a drink.

"Here, please drink. Wait a minute, yeah. The cake is ripe."

"Yes, Bun. Oya, Bunin. Farhan is here today. Farhan's mother's father is no longer home, staying at aunt's house. If here, right, can all go to the mosque with Erwin's father. All of you, there's someone who wants Farhan to ask mother."

"Yes, can. What do you want to ask your mother?"

"Ask about Kila and Irsyad. But then, when Kila's home."

Citra confirms Farhan's request, then returns to the kitchen. What would Farhan ask? Why Kila and Irsyad? Then, why wait for Kila to come home to ask her?

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