System: Best School Development
Chapter 39: The Road.

The car drove slowly on the bumpy and steep mountain road, this time Mr. Imron drove very slowly, and the hand on the steering wheel held very tightly.

Handi at the back chatted with the students happily.

To get to the city, except Udin who followed his parents to the city, everyone was filled with longing and curiosity.

They asked Handi about the situation in the city one after another, asking this and that, it seemed like there were still many questions.

And Handi tried hard to answer every student's questions.

In just one month, Handi had reached a very important position in the hearts of these ten children. Each child's liking for Handi reaches 100.

They feel that Handi and everyone they met before are different, including their parents Compared to Handi who understands them better just like their childhood friends.

Handi found that Nurul's face was a little strange as if she was sick, sitting in a corner and not chatting.

"Nurul, what's wrong with you? Are you uncomfortable?" Tanya Handi was concerned.

Nurul nodded, then pressed his neck with his hands and said, "Teacher, I feel a little dizzy and nauseous."

"Wow, Nurul, are you pregnant?." The Word said in wonder.

"Damn it, Word, why is your mind so dirty?" Caca pushed Firman's hand and embraced Nurul attentively.

Handi knew Nurul's current situation was motion sickness.

"If you feel uncomfortable and want to vomit, just vomit." Handi patted Nurul on the back and said.

Nurul poked her head out of the cracks and then vomited it.

Handi took out the water bottle she was carrying and let Nurul gargle and drink the water.

Mr. Imron looked at this scene from the rearview mirror, stopped the car and asked, "What's the matter? Is Nurul a travel drunk?"

Mr. Rusli also got out of the car and said, "Nurul, if you feel very uncomfortable, do not continue the journey. I'll take you back."

Nurul shook his head strongly.

"Then I'll be slower on the road." Mr. Imron said when he saw this, but in fact he was already driving slowly.

"No, I'm fine." Nurul said, "Don't be slow, or it will delay everyone's time to get to the city soon."

Mr. Imron sat back in the driver and the car moved forward again.

The long journey slowly swept away the joy of the children, instead of a storm, they even fell silent and looked at the scenery outside, some even closed their eyes and fell asleep.

Suddenly the car stopped.

Mr. Imron got out of the car and said to everyone: "Sorry, there is a mountain road ahead, you have to get down and walk on your own."

Mr. Imron pointed to the winding dirt road ahead and said: "The mountain road ahead is the hardest to cross on this part of the road. Too dangerous. I have to be full of energy and focus while driving. I get nervous while transporting the kids, let them down by themselves to be safe. "

Handi nodded and told the children to get out of the car.

"I apologize for having to do this, the road ahead is too dangerous. Let's go down for a second" Mr. Rusli said apologizing.

"It's okay, it's okay, everyone happens to be tired from having to sit down. It's good to go down and take a walk" said Handi.

Therefore, Mr. Imron drove slowly in front, and the children slowly followed behind.

After a while, the road becomes dangerous, because the mountain road is too narrow, people walk without obstacles, but cars are very difficult to pass through.

The widest spot was exactly as wide as the minivan of Mr. Imron, no more than a centimeter; and in the narrowest place, almost half of the outer tire of the minivan was free into the air, and below it was a small cliff with a height of five or six meters. .

Handi stared intently at the tire of the pickup car, and his whole heart was terrified. Mr. Imron is really brave. For this part of the mountain road, even if you give Handi a million dollars, Handi still does not dare to drive through this road.

Walking through this mountain road in trepidation, the time had come when the sun had set, the sky had left a little red at sunset, and the night had arrived.

Arriving in the wide open space, Mr. Imron got down from the car with a towel and rubbed his sweaty head. He smiled and said, "It's easier to go after that dangerous part of the road. There's basically no problem."

Mr. Imron drank a mouthful of water: "They all said that if you want to prosper, you have to build a road first. This bitter mountain was hampered by this mountain road. Except for me, no second person would dare to go through this path, as long as the path was fixed. The villagers will live better. "

Regardless of whether Mr. Imron was bragging or not, Handi admired this man in her heart.

"The mountain road below is easier to walk through. We should be able to reach the city before twelve p.m. I know someone who owns a hotel. Let's get the kids to stay at the hotel first. Because we can't use my car to enter the city. We have to wait for the bus tomorrow morning. My car is usually used to transport sheep. It is illegal to transport people. The traffic police will then ticket me. "Said Mr. Imron.

"All right, all right, I'm listening to you." Handi said, "Let's take a break now."

"Okey."

Everyone found a cool place to rest, and Mr. Imron took a few bottles of mineral water from the car for the children to drink.

While resting, Handi walked to Mr Imron's side and asked, "Why don't the others dare to drive to this bitter mountain and why did you come here at such a great risk?"

Mr. Imron drank the water and smiled bitterly: "If not for a livelihood. Because, the sheep in these bitter mountains are so cheap. I can haul it out and make sure that I can get a steady profit without losing anything."

After hesitating for a while, Mr. Imron said again: "And I especially enjoyed the feeling of driving back to the bitter mountain and to the village. People in the mountains see me like they see ... Artist, you definitely understand this feeling, the people in the mountains look at me and my car with envy, admiration, and respect! "

Sandy listened in silence.

"I live like a dog in the city. But when I return to the bitter mountain, I will become like a human being. I can straighten my waist and speak as I please. You see in the city everyone should nod their heads and lower their waists, and not dare to speak loudly. "Sir Imron choked a little as he said, and quickly swallowed a few sips of water into his stomach.

Some people hold their heads up in front of you, but you have no idea how humble they are in front of others.

"Oh," Mr. Imron sighed, "After living in the city for a while, I feel very overwhelmed and unable to live well. Then I went back to the bitter mountain to transport the sheep, and I felt that I was coming back to life."

Handi looked at Mr. Imron, this man was filled with the breath of a petty citizen and the spirit of seeking profit. He who is dissatisfied in the city will always find his pride and confidence by returning to the bitter mountain.