Not the First
First Day of School

This morning, the sunlight appeared earlier. At 6 a.m., the sky was already so bright. Naturally if Devara considers if he has to hurry to school.

Today, Devara's first day of school. Since last night the child was constantly reminding the whole house to open it early and prepare provisions for school.

"Baked bread packs the same seres peanut butter, two yes! The milk is big. I want some white milk," she told Ms. Fat, before she went to bed.

Devara was ready with her new uniform, she headed to the dining table following her father who had already sat there. But he was still busy with hair. She wants her hair braided by Rey. Unlike usual, Rey hasn't shown her nose this hour, so Devara's ranting on her own.

"Rey, where?" ask Wibie to Miss Fat

"The shop was still closed when I looked" said Bu Fat

"Maybe Rey's still asleep. Last night we got home at 11" the woman continued.

"Let's see Rey first, please" Wibie got out of her seat and left the room. From the kitchen, the shop door was still closed.

"Rey," call him. With a little knock on the door. Worrying that Rey was at the top didn't hear his call.

"Come in, not locked in" Rey said from the inside

Wibie pressed the doorknob, and Rey was working on something from the computer screen on her desk. Sit back against the door.

Wibie stepped towards the girl. Standing behind Rey who was so focused on completing her work. He stroked Rey's right shoulder gently.

"Ngerjain, what?" slowly tananya

Rey pitched her head for a while, smiling at her husband-to-be who was tidy with a white T-shirt and Jean in the color of her feet.

"Yesterday there was an incoming email. There are prospective customers from outside the region who want to buy safety clothing. He asked to be sent a letter of offer as soon as possible," he explained.

"I just opened the email after dawn. So I'm done right away. Before 8 o'clock can be sent. Let them have a positive attitude towards our service" Rey explained again.

The view goes back to the computer screen. While the fingers roam around and around pressing the keys on the keyboard.

"We're all waiting for you. Devara can't wait to go to school. Breakfast first, yuk," take Wibie. His hand gently stroked Rey's right shoulder.

Suddenly Rey realized. The clock on the computer screen was 6:20.

"Yes, Sir. For a moment. Stay in email. Sorry, yeah,"

"Yes follow the hunt, Devara has been waiting for," said Wibie again.

Wibie leaves the store, before long Rey also follows her from behind

Once at the dinner table, Rey was showered with babbling by Devara who was waiting with her frown on her face.

"Not for long anyway. Why aja? I want to go to school, my hair hasn't been braided yet" she said in a hilarious, irritated tone.

His behavior is ready to invite the laughter of all who are there.

Rey walked up to the girl, standing behind her. Take the comb that Devara had prepared. Deftly combing Devara's straight and long hair.

"Let Rey have breakfast first, baby," said Wibie, who saw Rey immediately fulfill her daughter's request.

"Later I'm late, Pa," protested Devara who was objecting.

After combing it, Devara's straight and long hair was divided into two parts. Then braid each part and tie it with rubber hair.

"However, sir," Rey defended the boy.

"Papa bribe Kak Rey dong, so that brother can braid me and breakfast as well," he said so innocently.

Wibie got so clumsy being shot at by a talk like that by her son. Ms. Fat just smiled at the drama of the boy and his papa. Rey pretended not to hear that.

"Later sister find a beautiful ribbon in the room yes, now breakfast first,"

Feeling that his hair business is done now Devara can eat breakfast quietly. He took a plate that had been filled with rice and the side dish then began to eat it

******

Arriving at school, the entire building was filled with students and parents who delivered their children.

Wibie put his motorbike in front of the gate because the parking area inside was full.

He immediately leads Devara to her classroom. It turns out that in Devara's class there are also many friends who were first in the air-conditioned room. Devara enters the room and joins the friends, while Wibie waits outside.

Clingak-clinguk, Wibie looking for a good position to sit. In the right corner a bunch of young mothers were talking about their son's vermak uniform.

There is an extension of the skirt, there is a kebedean shirt, etc.

On the other hand, the mothers were discussing a class group.

"You are official yes, I have had enough comment and spam sessions" said the white-hooded mother.

Wes is, the pokonya of that chat when.bla ...... There's no benefit to Wibie.

Wibie did not see a handsome and mature adam like himself.

Giving up on the situation, he finally chose to sit on one bench that is still empty, he did not care even though the right and left sides of mothers who have appeared full make up so early.

"Nganter his son too, sir" asked the mother who had just come and delivered her son into Devara's class before he sat down beside Wibie.

"Yes," replied Wibie trying as gently as possible and sliding her butt a little so that the mother could sit down freely

"What class is his son?" ask the mother again

"Monthly 2,"

"Well, one dong class is with my son. I'm Rara's mother," the mother reached out to Wibie. Introductory signs.

"The wife works, sir. How's the old man?" look at this mother who started to take care of this.

Wibie did not reply, except for the grin of the horse, there was nothing he could do to face the power mother-mak if something was investigated.

There were instructions from the loudspeakers for the guardians of the disciples to gather in the hall. There will be a direction from the leader.

"Selamet..have survived..," cried Wibie inwardly.

Finally he was able to avoid the investigator who had begun to kepo it.

A moment later, the horde of young mothers had dispersed and headed to the place in question. So did Wibie

In the hall room, the torture was getting heavier. Of the disciples gathered there, none of Wibie saw anything of his kind.

He took the rear seat and followed all the ceremonies to the end.

"That's it. Safe from view. Once done I can also run away, too,"

Now it's their turn, the guardians gather in accordance with the class where the child learns. Wibie headed to group 2 mentari coordinated by young mothers aged about 30 years.

In essence, the corlas will form a WA group so that communication between schools and walimurids is smooth.

When Wibie asked for no hp, he was confused. If his no hp is handed over to the mothers it will be a lilaka. Can-can be in 24 hours will be full of group notifications that discuss about hang out, drescode, nobar, etc.

But if he gives Rey's HP number, how cruel he is. The new girl he will marry will also be dizzy with the affairs of mothers. At the very least, Wibie must first permit Rey to give her number to this tiger (beautiful names).

"Well, how are you?" whispered Wibie in heart.

True said friends at work Wibie, the level of pre-school education is the toughest time in education. It was heavy for his parents.

When Wibie was so dizzy, he was surprised by the familiar greeting of the woman who suddenly stood beside his seat.

"Bie, you're alone" the woman asked. Dhiza first smiled before Wibie turned her head towards her.

"Yes, who else. Mother is in Surabaya, waiting for Whita who wants to be born," explained Wibie

"Oh," He didn't continue the question.

"Would I join a class group, yeah. If I give you my HP. I will not always be in Jakarta. The next 2 weeks I am in the field," complained Wibie to Dhiza

"Tomorrow who was the one who ran Devara" asked the woman in the green blezer suit.

"Replacement. Could be Miss Fat could be Reyna, too,"

"But I've confirmed to the school about the pickup car" he added

"Mom Fat used to help your mother at home?" ask Dhiza a little suprise.

"Yes. Ever since I was in the mill, he's been with me" said Wibie

"If Reyna" asked Dhiza curiously

"Assistant. He's handling the convection. He's very close to Devara,"

Actually Wibie wanted to say that Rey would be his wife, but he was afraid that Dhiza would ask a lot and he would not talk about it in such a situation.

"For a while, let me handle everything. If there's anything related to class activities, I'll pass it on to you. Envoy Korlas let me finish, "Dhiza offered to help. In his heart he was so happy.

"This will be the reason I can call you again, Bie" he whispered inwardly. He suddenly became so excited.

Wibie felt so helped. He was very grateful to Dhiza. He did not realize that the woman who had been his best friend was looking for a way to get to his heart