Love Above the Wounds

Love Above the Wounds
New World


That morning Dicky and Fitri looked neat, after breakfast Fitri planned to go to school apparently teaching later.


Dicky is also preparing to go to the hospital, he will first escort Fitri to school.


"You ready to fit? We're leaving now, aren't we?" dicky asked after they finished breakfast.


"Yes!" sahut Fitri's.


Dicky then led Fitri outside, they immediately got into the car, slowly Dicky started driving his car out of his house.


Not long after, they had arrived at a large school building and looked new in the wake, Dicky then parked his car in the school parking lot.


"I'll drive you to Fit, when you're done, you can call me, I'll pick you up!" dicky said as he got out of his car after Fitri.


"Don't Mas, I can go home by myself by taxi or motorcycle, I don't want to interfere with your work!" sergeant Fitri.


"I won't let you go home alone Fit, you should call me when you're done!" Dicky hatch.


"Well, Dicky, but you don't worry about me, I'm not a kid to pick up!" cetus Fitri's.


They then arrived at the school lobby, before going upstairs, to the principal's room, they sat for a moment in the chair in the lobby.


"You just go to Mas hospital, you'll be late, I can go upstairs alone" Fitri said.


"Yes Fit, be careful, if you meet with Mr. Kevin, say hello to him!" said Dicky who immediately stood up from his seat.


"Okay, I'm going straight up!" fitri.


"Just Fit!" Dicky then moved closer to Fitri, then began to kiss him on the forehead.


There was a warm and happy feeling that Fitri felt.


Dicky immediately left the school lobby, Fitri looked at her husband who walked until his back was lost behind the lobby door.


Then Fitri went upstairs to the principal's room.


On the second floor of the school, there was a room that read Headmaster's room, Fitri began to knock on the room.


"Lake in!" I heard a cry from inside the room.


Slowly Fitri opened the door and entered.


A middle-aged man sits at a large table facing a computer.


"Please sit!" greet the headmaster.


"I'm Fitri, get a recommendation from Mr. Kevin to teach at this school!" fitri introduced himself.


"Good Bu Fitri, I'm Mr. Jamal, the principal at this school, because Bu Fitri's recommendation is directly from Mr. Kevin, the power directly received Bu Fitri teaching here without going through the test, and the, welcome to Bina Anak Bangsa school!" Jamal stood up and shook Fitri's hand.


"Thank you, sir, for accepting my teaching here!" fitri was happy.


"While this school only accepts elementary school students, starting from the first grade, also receives a transfer for the upper class, let alone this school is intended for children who drop out of school and are less able, as well as, so don't follow the government curriculum too much!" obviously Mr. Jamal.


"Well Sir!" answer Fitri.


"Bu Fitri teaches in first grade A, because first grade is the most, then in the three classes, Bu Fitri will coordinate with Bu Erna and Bu Sita, later on, they also teach in first grade!" continued Mr. Jamal.


"Yes sir, I'm ready to teach them!" sahut Fitri's.


"Alright Bu Fitri, I will take Bu Fitri to the teacher room, to just get acquainted with all the teachers in this school, after that Bu Fitri can go directly to first grade A!" said Mr. Jamal.


Then they left the room and walked to the teacher's room.


Some teachers were already sitting at their desks.


"Well Bu Fitri, this is Bu Fitri's desk, please!" said Mr. Jamal while pointing at the empty table in the corner of the room.


"Thank you Sir!" fitri.


"Good morning heroes with marks of merit! Introduce, this is Bu Fitri who will teach in the first grade A, hopefully we can all be together to educate this nation, working with heart and sincerity!" greet Mr. Jamal Bijak.


"Hi Bu Fitri, I'm Bu Sita, first-class teacher too!"


"Greetings to Bu Fitri, I am Bu Ria a computer teacher.


"I'm Mr Ricko, English teacher!


"I'm Miss Erna's first grade teacher too!"


"Hi Bu Fitri, I'm Mr. Donny, gym teacher!"


They introduced themselves very kindly.


There is a different world that Fitri feels, he no longer feels alone, now he has many fellow teachers who support and support each other.


"Thank you everyone!" fitri said with a happy face.


Teeeetc ... Teeeeted


The sound of bells sign lessons will begin soon.


The teachers rushed to their classes.


Fitri stepped towards the first classroom A at the end of Selasar.


Slowly Fitri opened the door of the class, the first-class children immediately stood up to give their greetings.


"Ready! Greetings!"


"Good morning, teacher!" greetings children in unison.


"Good morning, kids!" balas Fitri's.


"Mom Fitri!!" suddenly there was a child calling Fitri, Fitri turned his head, a child sitting in the corner smiling towards him.


"Become? You're starting school? I'm glad to see you!" fitri.


"Yes ma'am, now that I'm in school, I said that this school is so I just want to go to school!" answer Dara.


"Well, as an introduction, I'll pass you on one by one!" fitri.


Then Fitri opened the absent book and started calling out the names of his students one by one.


After the introduction, Fitri began teaching them, Fitri was testing the reading skills of these children, because first grade was the most basic class to learn to read.


"Mom will write one sentence on the board, who can read it smoothly?" ask Fitri while writing a simple sentence on the board.


"I'm Mom!" a girl held out her hand.


"Yes, now you go ahead and read it out loud!" titah Fitri's.


The child whose face was beautiful and sweet, who looked the cleanest among them all came forward excitedly.


"I love reading books!" answer the boy.


"Great wow! What's your name, son?" ask Fitri.


"My name is Meira Bu, Meira Alicia!" the boy replied with a smile.


"You're Meira's smart, who taught you how to read this fast?" ask Fitri.


"Mommy and Daddy I'm Mom, Daddy Kevin!" answer meira plain.


"Daddy Kevin? Kevin Setiawan isn't he? The owner of this school!" ask Fitri again.


"Yes Mom, it's my Daddy!" answer Meira.


'It turns out the son of a school owner is also a school here, really humble Mr. Kevin' Inner Fitri.


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