
Four years passed.
Mita still faithfully lived her profession as a teacher of Taman Kanak-Kanak.
And today, is the new school year. Where he still had to adjust to the new disciple. Different from the previous students. Who knew him well.
Mita is a nice and fun person. But suddenly jutek if dealing with people who are not in his tribe.
Mita likes little kids. Because he was an only child, had no brothers. So playing with small children can be an entertainment for him.
"For the children," said Mita kindly with a sweet smile.
"For Mother" as soon as the children greeted her.
"Before we learn, may dong Bunda acquaintance first with you."
"May Mother .." The children obey like a choir.
"You can call Mother, Mother Mita. Now Mother calls one by one yes," while opening the absences book that already contains a row of student names.
And Mita began to pass them off one by one. Which is countered by their thumbs up. Finally came the name of one daughter.
"Nara."
There is no lawfulness.
"Nara ..." call Mita again.
Suddenly, in the doorway, there stood a daughter. Nan is cute and pretty. Unfortunately, his face looks pouty. Mita approached him.
"Nara Mikayla?" Mita tried to greet him.
The boy nodded his head, with his pouting face.
Mita also bent her body to align with the height of the girl. Then she smiled her sweetest smile later.
"Coh, I'm pouting. We're going in yuk."
Nara shook her head.
"When Nara came in, she sat on the bench" pointing to an empty bench, "Mother will love Nara a lot of chocolate. After that, Mother will hear all the stories of Nara. Nara wants to tell Mommy, why is Nara pouting?"
Finally, the boy obeyed Mita. And started entering the class and taking a seat on an empty bench.
After completing his students, Mita began her learning which began by singing children's songs that are very familiar in the ears of the children.
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In one corner of the city, in a different place.
A handsome man was seen just coming out of the elevator with an assistant. Walk while receiving phone calls. With quick steps.
"Yes Ma, I'll pick him up." Said the man. Then disconnect the phone immediately.
"On Nara again?" ask the assistant.
"The boy was only four years old. But his oma still insists on putting him in school."
"Maybe he meant Oma, let him have a friend. At his friend's house is only his Oma and his aunty. Poor right?"
Arriving at the parking lot, the assistant's phone suddenly rang.
"Hello ..."
"Now? Yeah, all right."
Tut!
The phone call was cut off.
"Sorry sir, we have a meeting in ten minutes." Said the assistant.
"Well, why so suddenly?"
"Intentionally put forward. Considering your schedule for the month is very busy."
"What about Nara?"
"There's no other way. You must ask Miss Sasha for help."
The man seemed to be breathing heavily many times.
"Yes already. Please just call him. Huh ... Nara's gotta be craving again."
The assistant immediately carried out his master's orders. And started taking his phone. Then immediately contact a woman named Sasha.
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Meanwhile, in Kanak-Kanak Park.
The lesson is over. A girl named Nara was still pouting. And not yet out of his seat. While his other friends have got an invitation from their parents.
Seeing the boy, there was pity in Mita's heart. Mita tried to get to him.
"As promised by Mother." Mita said as she offered the child chocolate bars.
Nara shook her head.
"I said daddy, Nara can't eat chocolate. Her teeth are broken."
"Oh yeah? If it's candy, will it?"
Nara shook her head again.
"Nara's afraid of getting mad at daddy."
"The Daddy's fierce huh? Yes already, later if the daddy comes, let Mother ask permission so that Nara can eat chocolate and candy. How's it?"
Nara shook her head. Now his face is getting sullen.
"Daddy and mommy are busy. They don't have time to go to school. We are busy in the shop. Aunty's busy college. Every day Nara's just the same driver."
Poor thing.
So the inner Mita said.
"Daddy and mommy live in different houses. Nara is sad. Nara can't always be with mommy." Added again.
Oh, the son of a parent's divorce victim.
As soon as Mita's mind again said.
"Yes already. Then Mother accompanied Nara to wait until the driver who picked Nara came. Want huh?"
Finally Nara nodded her head.
Before long, as they stood in front of the gate. A car stopped right in front of them.
From the car, a beautiful woman came down. Fashionable nan with long tanned hair. Come near them.
Suddenly Nara immediately rushed into his arms.
"Mommy ..."
"Dear nara, sorry yes, mommy is late to pick Nara up. Nara's not mad at mommy."
"Mother ... This is Nara's mommy." Nara introduces her mother to Mita.
Mita also showed her smile to welcome the warm greeting of the woman.
"Thank you, I'm going to accompany Nara until someone picks me up." The woman said it was friendly.
"It is my duty as his teacher ..." Mita wanted to know the name of the woman to be more familiar with the disciples parents.
"Sasha's." Said the woman quickly while extending her hand.
Mita received the helping hand with her friendly smile.
"I'm Mita Bu, Nara's homeroom teacher."
"Call me Sasha. Anyway, I'm not that old. Let's just get more familiar." Seloroh Sasha's.
"Ah yes."
"Then I bring Nara home first. Thanks again, yes."
"Da da Mommy, Nara come home first huh?" nara said as she waved her hand.
"Da da Nara's. Tomorrow don't pout anymore huh?"
"Oh yes, if you want to be together, you can." Sasha offered before she could open the car door.
"No, thank you. I've ordered ojol."
"Yes already. Yes first. Let's." Let's."
Mita waved her hand to accompany Nara's departure. His youngest and most beautiful student.
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Sasha did not drive Nara home. He took the boy for a walk. Buy new toys, eat ice cream, and much more.
It was late afternoon that Sasha took him home.
"Nara ..." call Oma as soon as Nara enters her house.
"I'm sorry, Oma can't drop off and pick up Nara at school." Oma said with her face paled.
"Daddy hasn't come home yet, Oma?" ask Nara. Holding Sasha's hand, she walked over to her Oma.
"Have ... Just got to take." Suddenly a heavy voice answered Nara's question from the front.
A handsome, tall-looking man. With a proportional body shape.
He walked over to Nara. Then crouch down in front of Nara.
Instantly, Nara again put on her pouting face. Makes the daddy so anxious and pinches his cheek.
"Daddy's son becomes ugly if it's pouting like this again. We're going to yuk's room, want daddy's cradle?"
Nara nodded her head. Then go up to the top of his daddy's deck. Then they went to his room.
"I'm sorry Sha, Nara always bothers you." Pinta Oma Lidya, Nara's Oma.
"It's okay, Auntie. Nara, I think of her as my own child. From a young age I took care of her. I'm glad she thinks I'm her mother."
"If there were no you, Anjas would have been very troubled to take care of the boy. He relies heavily on Anjas. To the extent that Anjas doesn't have time with you."
"It's okay Auntie. For Anjas, Nara is very important. Nara's already his responsibility."
"Thank you, you are very understanding. Oh yeah, did Anjas propose to you?"
Sasha gasped at Oma Lidya's question. Then lowered his face shyly.
"Definitely not yet, right?" guess Oma Lidya quickly.
"Until when the child himself. He also needs a companion for life." Added again.
Oma Lidya exhaled her coarse breath. Not thinking of his son's way of thinking.
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