My husband is my teacher
Not going to school

07:30 in the morning.

School bells usually ring at this hour.

Teng... Nong...

Long life school bell, just said it rang.

Kodir school security guard, pacing in front of the gate, wryly looking right left, he hesitantly wanted to close the gate.

"Where is the boy? Is he late again?." Kodir sighed holding the fence, hesitating again wanting to close, looking once again at the road, how do you know it exists, "Huh, does he not get tired of slowing down? Confused also me with the way this child thought." the coder entered sitting in the front seat of the post, "Hem.. Wait a minute to see if he's coming."

15 Minutes later.

After a long wait.

"Based on this boy really did not come." Kodir stood up from his seat, he did not want to wait any longer, closed the school gate.

Heh. It's free to wait for Latika, how long until she goes home from school and Latika still won't come to school.

Latika lay weak in bed, her condition worsened, let alone refusing to talk was hard, her head felt heavy. Her body was hot sweating started shivering. Seeing the deteriorating state of Latika Bik Ipah called the Doctor home.

Lapse of 30 minutes Latika in the doctor's examination, after the doctor gave a prescription drug to Bik Ipah.

Latika did not listen very well to their conversation, her mind still lingering yesterday's events that never disappeared, continuously haunting her mind, it was difficult for her to classify everything that happened, in addition to the events of dawn earlier, it was difficult for her to explain, add to the burden of his mind. Because of the thought he kept until he fell ill.

While at school, a close friend of Latika looking for him, in the 11th grade A.

Hadi approached Salasiah at his desk, "Hoy! You seen Latika?"

"Cieee.. Cieee.. Tumben find Latika." Salasiah teases Hadi.

Yes, rarely also Hadi looking for people usually he is the laziest looking for or asking news of someone, so Salasiah teases him.

"Cieee.. Cieee.. What is this Latika looking for?" said Nana who sat behind Salasiah, teasing Hadi.

"I'm serious about this don't mess around." Hadi's face was serious, he didn't want to joke anymore.

Nana banged, "Don't know, from the way we couldn't hear from her."

"Yes too." Hadi can't believe it, put on the face of his judges.

Hana who was sitting next to Nana corrected Nana's words, convinced Hadi, "That's Betullah, from last night we did not meet him, his fb was inactive, his number alone could not be contacted, he said, so we don't know how he is."

Hadi was a little worried about Latika, knocking into Salasiah, "Where, huh he?"

"Ciee.. Worry, what's going on?." Salasiah.

One of the students passed by, patting Hadi on the shoulder, telling him, "So Laila's mother came."

Hadi glanced at the student who was running to sit in his seat, answering Salasiah's question, "Kepo!" quickly he left the table Salasiah returned to his seat.

"Sick, kot," Nana replied in a small voice as she opened the bag on her desk picking up the textbook, glancing at Mother Laila who walked in with her fierce look stared sharply sweeping across the face of the class occupants.

"Allah.. At least he's late again" Salasiah said slowly in front.

Hana and Nana nodded their heads assiduously, 'Yes no yes, Latika is often late' they thought.

Bu Laila was already standing in front, Hadi stood up from his seat, preparing.

***

In the principal's room. Afriadi stood in front of the window, looking at the view of the school from there, he received a call, "... I leave it all to you ..."

Geck.. Geck.. Geck..

His office door is knocked.

"... If there's anything else call me back." Afriadi ended the call.

"Who?" asked Afriadi.

"Kamarudin, sir," Kamarudin said.

"Come in." Afriadi let Kamarudin in, he sat back in his chair.

Kamarudin came in close to Afriadi, "Sorry sir is disturbing."

"It's okay." Afriadi looked at Kamarudin, "What business are you here for?" asked Afriadi with a serious face.

"Anu, P-pak." Kamarudin was nervous, "Have you heard the viral news i-"

Afriadi cut in, "I've heard."

"Oh, so how, sir?" asked Kamarudin to make Afriadi not understand, "How is it?." Afriadi asked back, frowning his forehead.

"Yes, i-it's." Kamarudin gulped too nervously, "Meet."

Afriadi kept looking at him seriously.

Inner Kamarudin was not strong with Afriadi's gaze, "Don't look at me like that, sir. Well, my heart's not strong."

Kamarudin smiled bitterly, bowing his head, "We need to talk about this, because the teachers who did not enter the teaching gathered in the meeting room to discuss the matter, so I came here to call you, Father, we're not good for a meeting like Dad. You know"

Not to mention Kamarudin finished with his words, Afriadi had already climbed up from his seat, tidying up a bit of his suit.

"Eh?" Kamarudin was aghast, raising his head to see Afriadi who was already standing tidying up his suit.

"Have you finished talking?" tanya Afriadi finished with her suit, putting on her cold face, Kamarudin nodded.

Afriadi stepped away from his office, followed Kamarudin from behind. Kamarudin felt unable to be next to Afriadi.