Best Teacher And Me
Back Home

Irsyad has been waiting for this day. He could finally go back home. Previously he had booked tickets in advance because he did not want to run out, because he came home at the end of the year. He didn't want to make such a small mistake back then. This moment of return means a lot to Irsyad.

News of Irsyad's return is only known by Citra and Erwin. He told both of them when he wanted to tell them about his graduation. There was a little debate because Irsyad did not ask the family to come see Irsyad graduation, but for anyone graduation is something that means a lot.

"Bun, Irsyad's gone. It will arrive in fifteen hours. Irsyad asked to be given a favorite sponge, yes. Make a lot, Bun. If you can invite Kila also to make the ball together. If you make your own mother, Irsyad is afraid that you are overwhelmed." Irsyad sent a chat message when he was at the airport. He immediately saved his phone because the flight schedule was close.

"Dad, Irsyad has already left he said," Citra told Erwin. They relax for a while in the morning. Copy together, before soon Erwin will leave because he has a schedule.

"Well, thank God if that's the case, Bun. Finally the boy remembered coming home as well, hahaha," Erwin replied with a laugh.

"Yes, Dad. I'm tired of him being Bang Toyyib who does not go home. Hahahaha," greet Citra with laughter as well.

"Hus, Mommy. Can't do that. Irsyad is our son too. Some of us already know and understand why Irsyad does not go home, right? We are also compact to support whatever Irsyad decides," Erwin recalled and their laughter stopped.

"Dad, this is first. Mother right, just welcome," Citra defense.

"That's a big-haired thing, Bun? Poetry is like having experience in the language, like Irsyad. Haha."

"Hahahaha, I can."

Shortly after, Erwin left for his agenda. Then, Citra intends to contact Kila to help her make a cake. But, Citra did not have time to hold her phone, Kila had come first.

Kila's arrival was either like a mere coincidence or some sort of connection to Irsyad? The reason, Irsyad just mentioned that Kila was included, shortly after that Kila came. But it's better that way. The image so no need to reveal that Irsyad will go home today. Let Kila wonder why she was asked to help make a lot of cakes when it was not Sunday. And let Irsyad's return be a surprise.

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"Mother, it looks like we should call Irsyad, deh. You see, lately Kila rarely come here too, right? So, Kila wants a video call Kak Irsyad together with the mother as well, so that's it," said Kila. Farhan has been home since. After performing the Ashar prayer, Citra and Kila sat back in the living room.

"I don't think so, Deh, Kila. Mommy is tired of making as much cake as before. Tomorrow, yes. You're coming at the same hour tomorrow, right? Or, come faster. Tomorrow we call Irsyad early in the morning, so it'll be the same time he rests there."

"Ooh, is that it, Bun? Yeah, well, if that's it."

"Yes, Kila. You come early, yes, tomorrow."

"okay, Bun. This is Kila coming home, yes, if so? Kila has been here for a long time. Mommy also said she was tired again, so it was better for Kila to go home and let you rest."

"Ma shaa Allah, mother's daughter-in-law is very understanding, he said. Here's your head, want to wipe first. Mother gems, deh."

The gently rubbing image of Kila's head shoots long enough and Kila was very fond of it, reminding her of the presence of grandmother who usually did the same to Kila.

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It was ten in the evening, Irsyad had already reached home fifteen minutes ago. The drama of children and parents had occurred, where Citra and Erwin had released the longing that culminated in hugging Irsyad very tightly. At that time Irsyad no contact to ask for an invitation, he had just arrived at the door of the house. And the arrival of Irsyad was very surprising both. Tears could not be contained anymore in the arms of the three of them.

Now Irsyad was given a sponge that has been made Citra and Kila earlier while resting in the family room, watching a television show that is actually a watch in the form of news. After a long time of not meeting, finally the three of them can regroup as a whole family, if now minus Kila if counted.

"Mother, why does this sponge taste so much better? Irsyad can't stop eating it" said Irsyad praising the food he ate. Irsyad really likes this sponge made by his mother. In fact, from childhood this sponge has never dropped from the predicate of his favorite food Irsyad.

"Your tongue, Shad. Usually, if you have not eaten a certain food for a long time, one meal tastes better. The originals are ordinary, really. That's the old recipe you've always used since you were a kid. So, it never seems to change. If you want to eat, no papa, really. There are many more things," Citra replied while eating the sponge as well.

They continued to eat the sponge again. Occasionally downing a drink that has also been provided by Citra.

TOK TOK TOK

When the door was heard three times, Irsyad saw his father and his mother were seriously listening to the news. Seeing that, Irsyad proposed to open it.

"Irsyad opened it, Bun," said Irsyad. He went straight to the front door of his house. He had not yet opened the door, the voice of a woman who slightly raised her voice. Though he could wait to reveal his needs when the door was opened to make it clearer, Irsyad thought.

"Mother, sorry to interrupt the night. Kila had chat and tried to call mom, but did not lift mother. Kila came straight here. Sorry to interrupt the night once a night, Bun. But, this mother is very important. Mommy has a sanitary pad?" ask Kila quickly. He had done this before, and the one that opened the door was always Citra. Therefore, he did not hesitate to say it first with a little loud, so that it immediately conveyed its meaning to Citra. Because for him, pads are a very important thing for now.

The door opened as Kila said her last sentence, "there's a sanitary pad, isn't there?" And there Kila did not know what to express, because the one who opened the door was Irsyad, who heard the slightly sensitive speech earlier also Irsyad.

"Sir Irsyad?"

"Crazy?"

They mentioned the names of the people they met together.

"Isn't Irsyad home yet?"

"You're here at night?"

Again, the next sentence is called simultaneously by both.

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