Ode To Latitude
Cita - Cita
“Bi, mommy has come home?” mia asked who had just arrived from school.
“Not yet dear, you change clothes, hand wash keep eating. Your lunch box put it on the table, let Auntie wash”.
“Still Bi” said Mia while putting her lunch box on the dining table.
Mia did Bi Nina's orders then sat sweetly at the dinner table. This afternoon his favorite menu tempe orek, kale, brown rice, egg balado and watermelon fruit.
Seeing Mia eating voraciously, Bi Nina smiled as she placed the lunchbox she had washed on the plate rack.
“Learn what today in school?” ask Bi Nina.
“Mathematics, Same history Arts” said Mia while eating.
“Whose eggs are you?”
“Mathematics Mother Rian, History of Mother Ina, Art Mr. Deri”
“Mother Rian is fierce, teach her?”
“Iya fierce. If anyone can't get the math scolded. Don't like maths lessons” said Mia with a sullen face.
“You must learn, so you can be a Doctor like mama”
“Do not want to be a doctor. My dreams to be Badminton” athletes, said Mia proudly.
Bi Nina did not continue her question, Badminton and other sports are haram talked about in this house. I don't know what the reason is, obviously Bi Nina doesn't want her employer to get angry if anyone brings up the topic.
“Today there is English tutoring. You take a nap at three Aunty wake up, ready to go to les”
“Ok Bi” said Mia cleaned up the remaining dishes
eat it, wash it, take a nap like his aunt ordered.
“Value your maths is only six?” regata asked with a frown looking at his daughter's class ascension report card.
This year her daughter turned eight years old and is in the third grade of elementary school. From first grade to third grade, Regata always monitored his daughter's report card. Everything is good except for the mathematical value that is always in the number six.
“Mia, mama don't care what your ranking is as long as all your grades are above seven”
“If your Maths value is like this, what do you want to be?” regata said scolding his daughter.
“So athletes Badminton, mah” Reply Mia plain.
Regata breathed a rough breath.
“Mama doesn't agree you're an athlete! You think being an athlete can be forever, the future of that athlete is uncertain. If you fail you will regret for a lifetime, for wasting your precious time”
Mia did not understand what her mother was saying. Mia once read one of the articles in the tabloid subscription Regata, that one of the badminton athletes the report card value is not good, and she decided to pursue her ideals and has received many awards.
“Dengerin mom, from now on you have to be more active in learning. Fix all your scores and you can be whatever you want, in addition to jock”
“Why mah?” Mia doesn't feel like there's anything wrong with her ideals.
“Just can't. Can't be an athlete, can't watch anything about sports, and can't save everything related to sports”
Mia bowed sadly hearing her mother's words. She did not do anything bad with her ideals, why did her mother get so angry?”
“Mia, wake up almost three o'clock. Bathing keeps getting ready to the les” place said Bi Nina
woke Mia up while shaking her body.
Mia sat for a while on her bed gathering all her consciousness, then headed for the bathroom.
Bi Nina prepared clothes, and equipment tutoring Mia.
After Mia was ready, Bi Nina drove Mia to the tutoring place on her motorcycle
her employer, who is devoted to ease the mobility of the home assistant
ladder.
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