My husband is my teacher
Missing or Loneliness

"Hem, thank God it doesn't hurt anymore."

Latika moved her legs.

"No pain Deck?"

Latika shook her head when Afriadi asked.

"Don't move a lot first, it will hurt more," said Afriadi approached sitting on the edge of the bed, he was neatly prepared to go to teach.

"Em," muttered Latika. Afriadi.

Afriadi rubbed Latika's head, "Abang today didn't come home late right?"

"Why are you starting to miss?"

"Idih, spiciness. Adek just the fact that Brother came home late Adek no friends." Latika puffed her cheeks making Afriadi unable to pinch her cheeks.

"Just like it's a miss" said Afriadi.

"Gak Bang, loneliness is different from longing" argued Latika.

"The Same Deck."

"Not Bang."

"Certainly? Adek feel lonely why waiting for Abang to come home there is Bik Ipah, Sari, Samsul, and Mang Juneb Adek not lonely. But why is Adek waiting for Brother if not miss."

"They are busy. Brother doesn't know. Do you have to go to college too, take a literature major." Latika lowered her head to hide her reddened face, said Afriadi.

"Adek is ashamed to admit that Adek misses," Afriadi's tease makes Latika misbehave, "Yes Adek is right, Adek is lonely. He will return home as usual if he can hurry."

Afriadi rubbed Latika's head, "Abang left first yes, Adek help do'a at home so that Abang's work smoothly, given ease."

Latika nodded, she saw Afriadi leave by holding her office bag out of the room. Latika sighed.

Suddenly there was the sound of footsteps approaching Latika raised her head to look at the door, she saw Afriadi appear again approaching her.

Without further admonition it...

Cup...

Kissing Latika's forehead.

"Almost forget, be good at home baby" he said, leaving.

Latika's face flushed her heart beat ei, "Hurry home bang, Adek wait."

***

"Sam how's your mom doing?" ask where Juneb is to Samsul sitting next to him in front of the post see the neighbors are busy leaving for work.

"Thank God be healthy" replied Samsul, "Mother I have moved from the old contract to the new contract because in the old rent is prone to crime, many neighbors have become victims. Worried about my mother, she was moved. I also rarely go home and now because the house is pretty close I can go back to see mom."

"Oh, it's so vulnerable. Good thing you moved your mother from there. Hear the news recently that many are victims... Somehow the thief can escape the rampage of time. It's been surrounded the thief can still escape..." Mang Juneb excitedly told the new information he got from his friend about the thief who roamed around the village housing. And it just so happened that Samsul and his mother lived there, "Say the thief was using black magic and..."

Tet tet...

Afriadi's car horn reads interrupting Mang Juneb and Samsul's conversation, asking to open the fence he wants to pass.

Samsul stood up to open the fence.

"How old are you now?" asked Mang Juneb looked serious.

Samsul calculated the age with his finger, not forgetting his mouth also count, "Em, about 24 years."

Mang Juneb nodded, "Yet young again."

Samsul just smiled back sitting near Mang Juneb. He moved away a little uncomfortable. Mang Juneb looked different from the one before, he silently looked at Samsul seriously.

Samsul just swallowed his saliva, tense.

"Sam, do you like Sari?" ask where Juneb is back.

Samsul is silent, he is also confused by his feelings for Sari he loves her or just likes her.

Samsul opened his mouth, "I was also confused by how I felt about him. Don't worry, if I like it I won't screw him."

"Feeling like someone every day will grow, what else often meet. If you like him, can you wait for him to finish college? Reach goals?"

"I am also able," answered Samsul steadily, his smile line raised, "Instead of helping him achieve his goals, I want to."

Mang Juneb smiled to look at the sky through the clouds that set out around the world.

***

"Neng Sari, what happened on campus?" samsul asked a little scream so that Sari who was behind him heard what he was talking about.

"Pay money in and all!" shouted Sari.

It's very difficult to talk while riding a motorcycle, using screaming.

Samsul had already picked Sari up from campus, now they were on the road again with this blistering day. Heat stings the scalp wrapped in helms, what else does not use a behem beh like a mature brain.

What else is stuck, testing patience properly. Thankfully, today was not stuck.

Along the way Samsul talked to Sari, it was true what Mang Juneb said. As time goes on, one's feelings will change. At this time Samsul no and Sari unconscious but there will be a time when they realize.

"Samsul to the market first yes, Bik Ipah nitip goods to buy," said Sari.

Samsul just took a nudge towards the people's market not far from there.

***

"Hem," muttered Afriadi sitting on his throne, paying more attention to the details of the job application letter someone submitted.

Afriadi glanced at the glance of the person sitting opposite him with a big smile mixed with anxiety and then again glanced at the job application to become an economics teacher.

"Why are you looking for a job now? Why not from before? You have long graduated from college," asked Afriadi to keep paying attention to the sheet.

"E, that. I didn't want to work, my papa's company went bankrupt and he got sick, so all my family's burdens were borne. So I have to find a job for my daily needs and medical expenses" replied the job applicant.

Afriadi glanced at the person for a moment, putting the job application letter on the table, "Gita, your academic grades are good. I'd like to ask. You're young and good grades, why not apply for a job with the company?"

Gita the name of the woman who applied for a job, she smirked, "I want to be a teacher, if so the teacher can share knowledge, he said, teaching science continues to include jihad again can be a reward and charity if the knowledge we teach is taught back by them in the crowd. Besides, if I work in the office maybe I can't take care of the family, if I become a teacher at noon already home so I can take care of the house and family..."

"Allah, all right then. You got accepted to work here as an economics teacher. Tomorrow it can enter work, later the schedule can be arranged," said Afriadi salute with Gita.

"Thank you, sir." Gita smiled widely, very happy, "I'm sorry sir."

Afriadi. Gita got up from her chair walking out, Afriadi shook her head continuing her work.