My Teacher
The MT part 46

"Assalamu'alaikum." cried Endi as soon as he got home. The man just came home from a meeting. The clock had already shown at four in the afternoon, while Nessa had just gotten to half an hour ago.

"Wa'alaikumsalam" answered Nessa who was in the kitchen immediately approached her husband after he washed her hands.

"Just come home, Mom?" nessa asked as she extended her hand.

"Hummm, yes. The meeting's just over."

"You want tea?" nessa Tawal. Since Endi does not like coffee, so he offers tea.

"Can."

"Yes, if so clean up first in the room."

"Thank you, Deck." Endi moved to kiss his wife's forehead briefly and then the man went straight upstairs.

After making a warm tea, Nessa went straight upstairs. While waiting for Endi, she prepared a change of clothes for her husband. Yes, that's how it is, the routine he has done while being the wife of an Endi.

The creaking sound of the bathroom door signifies that Endi has finished bathing. The man came out using only a towel that protected half of his body. Nessa who saw him only turned her face embarrassed, even though she had seen the chest of the field of the man, but, it still feels the same that is embarrassed.

"Where are you going with Vella?" tanya Endi opened the conversation while she put on her clothes.

"Regular, sightseeing. Uh yeah, Mom, somebody wants Nessa to ask. It will be night." Nessa took the man's old towel and put it in the basket where the clothes were dirty.

"What do you want to ask, hm?" tanya Endi followed in his wife's footsteps.

"There is, but, later that night." answered Nessa turning her body.

Endi just nodded according. Because for him, basically, his wife wants to talk.

"Went down, the tea will be cold."

The two walked in the position of Endi embracing Nessa's shoulder using her right hand.

Arriving below, Nessa immediately served the warm tea in front of her husband.

"What was the meeting about?"

Endi sipped his tea. His tiredness alternated with a warm feeling in his heart when treated like that by his wife. It feels very happy, I don't know to the point that Endi is confused how to express that happiness. Gratified. Yes of course.

"Schools want tutoring for class 12 because they have entered semester 2. Still negotiating that." replied Endi. Yes, the meeting was about 12th grade students who have now entered the 2nd semester. It is certain that the school will take the right steps to teach 12th grade students. Extracurriculars were also dismissed specifically grade 12 because they will focus on the exam that is getting closer before the eyes.

It feels like a dream. It felt like they had just set foot in his school, but, now, they were about to leave that school. Many memories will be stored neatly in the memory of their brains and will be told to their generation whether it is to children or maybe grandchildren.

"I don't think I'm going to have a test." murmured Nessa.

Endi put his cup on the table to cause a small twang. Then he looked closely at his wife who was sitting in front of him.

"Do you see that?" Nessa feels salting.

"No. I just want it, then after graduation where do you want to go?"

"Nobody forbids. Love you freedom, but still within reasonable limits. Our current status is not an obstacle to achieving your goals. I will always support and fully support your decision."

Nessa's eyes are glazed. This is what always makes him think. He is immature while Endi is a mature man. Could she be a good wife? Be a good example to their children. Because after all the figure of the wife will be a reflection.

"If so, Nessa wants to go to London." Nessa smiled as she wiped the wet corners of her eyes.

"Ehh! How to visit?" he said he knew his wife was joking.

"Hiksss.." suddenly Nessa's sobs made Endi the fog she made. The man immediately grabbed his glass and gulped down the tea. If it is not spent it is the same as redundancy and God is very sorry for his people. The man rushed up from his seat, circling the square table.

"Why cry? I'm sorry I said that." The man held dear to his wife's body.

Nessa shook her head. The girl cried loudly in her husband's arms. Spreading out all the feelings he felt. Lunged, happy. It was through crying. That cry is medicine. The cure of all diseases.

"Cup cup cup... Have you? How are you crying? Is there a pain in you? I'm sorry."

Endi stood up while Nessa was still in her position sitting on the chair. Her head was buried right in the flat stomach of her husband.

Because he felt his wife did not stop crying. Finally Endi held Nessa, took her into the room.

The man lowered his wife's weight slowly on a soft mattress. His thumb stretched out to rub his wife's cheek wet from tears. His heart was pinched to see his wife crying like that and did not know what was the cause.

Endi knelt on the ceramic floor while his wife sat on the edge of the bed.

"Why crying?" ask Gentle Endi.

Nessa just shook. It feels hard to talk. Let's just say Nessa's a whiny girl.

"Udah asar, right?" Nessa nodded her head slowly.

"Udah huh? Don't cry anymore. His eyes flooded and his face became ugly." said Endi joking. He tried to comfort his wife and succeeded. It was evident with Nessa laughing.

"Nessa is ugly. Aye right? The proof is that Mas never muji Nessa is beautiful."

Ed lowered his head and smiled. Then the man looked up, looking at his wife from below as she was at the bottom, standing on both knees.

"Do you need that compliment?" tanya Endi got a nod of the head from Nessa.

"alright. Listen yes. Mas's wife is beautiful, Ma Syaa Allah is beautiful like an angel. The angel whom Allah sent down to Mas In Shaa Allah will accompany every age Mas and later also In Shaa Allah will accompany Mas in His heaven. Still less?"

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