Teach Me (Naina)
Chapter 153

A week passed, a coloring race held in a mall quite famous in the city was held. All representatives have taken their respective positions. Sitting face to face with the study table was also their battle tool.

Not only Halwa, but her brothers who are at the level of elementary school also participated in the race. Naina accompanies the Bungsu, Halwa, and Alfin accompanies her two brothers.

"Mother, what if Halwa doesn't win?" tanya Halwa began to feel nervous seeing the large number of people in the building.

"It's okay, baby. Halwa has dared to appear as a winner. Do not think about winning and losing, the important thing is that Halwa concentration first let out all the imagination that is in Halwa's mind. Calm down, sure if Halwa can." Naina clenched her hands up, cheering Halwa on.

He did not expect Halwa to be the champion because the courage to appear was the main point.

"Ready! Thanks, Mommy." Halwa hugs Naina, getting excited again because of the overwhelming support from the woman.

"But you can't lose to him. If you are not a champion, but your image must be better than him. You understand? Papah you are the manager at this mall, so papah can definitely help you to win," said the haughty woman who mocked Naina the other day.

He glanced at Halwa, sneering at Naina when their eyes met. He looked down on the two of them.

"Alright, today's race will be opened directly by the owner of the event as well as this mall. To the honourable Mr. Adrian Hutomo Wijaya and his wife, welcome to go on stage," call the MC in a loud and firm voice.

Hearing Adrian's name, Naina looked up. Whether it was his father, or someone else who had the same name. His eyes widened as Adrian and Habsoh took the stage.

"Isn't he?"

"Grandfather? Mom, it's Grandpa! It's Grandpa!" pekik Halwa along with the other children of Alfin.

The woman who mocked Naina glanced, snorting because Naina was considered making things up by her.

"GRANDFATHER!" halwa shouted quite loudly and could not be prevented by Naina.

Adrian heard the small voice, both of them waved when they saw Halwa jumping up and down while raising her hand.

"By reading basmallah, bismillahrahmanirrahim, today's race begins!"

Gong was being shot, a sign of the race starting. All the participants sat neatly, and prepared to receive the drawing sheet they had to work on.

"Darling!" call Habsoh who deliberately approached Naina.

"Mom!" Naina greeted the woman, and hugged her.

"Grandma!" Halwa followed cheerfully.

"Well, Grandma's granddaughter is in the race? Very clever!"

The woman who mocked Naina grimaced, turned her face and swallowed her own saliva. Who is he in front of Habsoh? Only the wife of a subordinate dares to insult her husband's superior son.

****

"You guys happy?" adrian asked as they gathered at a dinner table after the race was over.

"Yes, Grandpa, but not winning" they exclaimed not looking sad at all.

"It's okay. Maybe not this time, but I don't know next time. Then never stop trying" Habsoh advised them.

"Ready!" They answered in unison.

"So, this mall has Papah?" naina asked because they often invite all the children to play in it.

His wistful eyes glanced at Habsoh, looking for discrepancy in the two beads. But he did not find. The woman's smile and gaze imply the sincerity of her heart.

"Thank you, Pah, Mah. Nai didn't know how to repay everything. You guys are so good" Naina said as she wiped her tears.

Habsoh embraced the woman, channeling her affection as a mother.

"When are we going to Jakarta?" alfin asked remembering his plan to visit Lita's grave.

"What about tomorrow?" naina's proposal after letting go of the hug.

"Mmm .. can. Then tonight we'll be ready, early in the morning." Adrian approves.

"Mother, what are we doing in Jakarta?" halwa's question reminds Naina of Biya's offer to Salma.

"Yes, we're going on a pilgrimage, baby." Briefly, he glanced at Alfin wanting to discuss about Salma's school and the offer from Biya. Maybe tonight, when they're resting.

****

"Assynnya!"

"Wa'alaikumussalaam!" greet Naina after Alfin's return from the mosque.

The woman opened the door, greeted her husband with reverence. Alfie sat on the front sofa. Naina came to bring her husband a cup of coffee.

"Drink first, Mom. I flinched, yes," said Naina.

Alfin turned his back, pointing both of his shoulders for a massage.

"Mas, I want to talk about Salma" Naina said.

"Yes, why Salma?" alfin asked as he enjoyed his wife's massage which relaxed the muscles.

"Mas, right, you know that Aunt Biya has a boutique. He is also a designer, yesterday said the same I if aunt Biya interested in the same design Salma. He wants to show off the results of our children's designs in a fashion show that is always routinely held by aunty. How do you think?" Naina wrapped her hands around Alfin's stomach, accidentally dropping her head on her husband's shoulder.

"Hhmm ... How are the schools?" alfin asked, glancing at his wife.

Naina was about to stay away, but was held back by him.

"Yesterday said aunt, in Jakarta there is a special school that supports Salma talent. While there, Salma will stay with Aunt Biya. He also wanted to pay for his school. How, Mas?" naina.

Alfin turned around, grabbed the wife's body and grabbed her. Kissing Naina's crown while thinking about the offer. Alfin's heart heavily parted with his son, although Salma was already large and independent, in Alfin's eyes he was still a little child he had taken care of yesterday.

"Kalo Salma is willing, no problem, but the cost problem let Mas bear it because Salma is Mas's responsibility," said Alfin although with a heavy heart.

"Let's talk to him. Whatever their ideals and expectations are, we must support them." Naina looked up, she knew her husband was heavily separated from one of them.

However, Alfin still nodded, agreeing with Naina's words. He dropped his head on the lap of the wife, deliberately facing the face on the woman's stomach. Kiss it there, pray while rubbing the surface of the stomach. Slowly blow it, and hold it lovingly.

O God, may what my husband has given you soon. Aamiins.

The two moved, preparing the need to go to Jakarta tomorrow morning. The same activities, which they routinely do after marriage, are never left behind. Hope God will soon leave the baby in the womb of the wife.

That night, Alfin was unable to close his eyes. His mind was filled with Salma and his ideals. He was worried that the teenage girl would be carried away by the flow of big city association. Like him in his youth, he always wanted to try new things that he had never met. May Salma be protected by God and be saved from all bad things. Aamiins.