Test Loyalty
Excessive Fear and Worry

"Isn't that Al Ghazali, did I look wrong? It's similar, but who's the same? Maybe his wife and son, "inner Radit. Seeing someone coming down from the motorbike and in the back, a woman carrying a small child. Radit owns a vegetable shop in a residential alley junction. Al and Aini walk across the vegetable shop, the goal is to get acquainted with the store owner to establish cooperation later.

"Al Ghazali, is that really you?" said a man whose age is similar to Al.

Al was silent for a moment while remembering the person in front of him seemed very familiar.

"Radit, yes you are Radit. MashaAllah how are you, bro? Didn't expect to see an old friend here. It's like a dream" and then shook his best friend's hand while patting Radit on the shoulder.

"It turns out to be true, people say that the world is as wide as moringa leaves. This is your son, bro?" pointing to the child carried by his wife.

"Yes, Bro. This is my son and wife. Been living here a long time, Dit?" said Al curious, because it had not met Radit for a long time. Al and Radit were current class mates in High School.

"It's been 8 years, bro. Fate and finally make a match with this person. Where do you live, Al? Since when here, it seems that you are not Al, I know very well if you have never wandered, your efforts in the village are also good," explained Radit.

"You can do it, Dit. His name is the journey of life we will not know. I'm not like I used to be, my energy isn't as strong as it used to be,"

"Cock the talk is like my grandfather Al, how old are you? haha,"

"Seriously, Dit. 2 years I can't work, one leg doesn't work well. These last few months have been better,"

"Sorry, Al. I don't know. Uh .. time from now standing. Poor your wife's carrying a child. Yuk sits inside, "Radit brings his best friend into the house. And introduced him to his wife.

"Bro, how did you get here?"

"My wife works at SDIT As Syifa, I want to open a small business, Dit. Want to make tempe ... I used to walk around here no thin paste wrap leaves, Dit? is it because there are no fans?"

"At SDIT As Asyifa, MasyaAllah my son went to school there as well. Cool you his wife can teach there. If about tempe wrap leaves are actually many enthusiasts only people are confused about the leaves of obstacles for the maker. It's still impractical,"

"Oh yeah yeah .. If I take a trip to the shops how about yes, Dit?"

"Good idea, Al. Usually we take to the market, if anyone leads to us of course it is better, the important quality is good, do not change. This guy likes soft tempeh, steaming his soybeans until they are completely mature," Radit explained enthusiastically.

"Thank God I'm so lucky I got to meet you, Dit,"

"When do you start, Al?"

"It's probably still a few days away, which is important the child is comfortable first, Dit. We just arrived yesterday,"

"Good luck, Al. Life in the region is actually galvanizing yourself mentally. If we are strong, then God willing, we can survive. But if our mental mlempem like crackers with wind then at most a few months ask for transferan from the village to make a comeback," Radit laughed widely.

"Thank you for your input and advice. Can I have a hp?"

"Of course," while mentioning no hp and Al immediately noted on hp. Aini is only a listener while his wife Radit is busy serving buyers.

"We said Dit, thank you again. Play at our place sometime,"

"Ready, Bro,"

The next day Aini's first day at school. Teaching and learning activities have not yet begun, are still busy with the division of teacher work, and make learning plans from annual, monthly to daily. Aini forgot to turn off her hp ringtone.

Drrttttt .. drrtttttt a loud enough sound.

There was a teacher who was looking for the source of the hp ringing sound, then stared at Aini with a hostile look. Instantly Aini felt intimidated, Aini understood then immediately turned off the hp ring.

"No matter what Miss Aini, just pick up. It could be important, ma'am," said the headmaster kindly.

"Good, Sir. I'm sorry to go out for a while," it's true that Aini is very important because from her parents, if the call is rejected, they're worried.

The atmosphere of the meeting calmed down again, which Aini felt was a bad feeling with her new friends. All really because of his negligence, usually Aini always turn off the ringtone hp when held a meeting. But this time I completely forgot, day 3 here and still crumpled with new activities.

After the meeting was over there was a female teacher approached "Mom, I know the actions of the mother are very disturbing," said the person ketus without acquaintance especially without even stale bases.

"Sorry, Mom," said Aini briefly did not want to talk much with such a person.

"Whichever rules people must know, if the meeting event then hp must be in silent. That's really loud, we're not T*Li, our ears are still working fine" the person continued.

"Good, Mom," actually Aini is uncomfortable and uncomfortable with the language used by the person is too rude considering we work as teachers where the word must be maintained let alone the religious order is also clear that if we can not a good word is better to be silent.

"Mom, don't expect me to be here if the mother's attitude is like that," while leaving Aini who is still sculpting. From the other direction there was someone who approached Aini this time had seen her genuine smile before arriving before Aini.

"Bu Aini, greetings know me Yuni. Don't think about this guy,"

"I'm Aini, Mom. Greetings to Bu Yuni. God willing is fine, I'm fine," with a genuine smile.

"You go straight home where you're going, Ms. Aini,"

"God goes straight home, where is Bu Yuni?"

"That's what it looks like from here, the third house that is green," while pointing to his house that looks beautiful many toga plants and ornamental plants.

"I went home first Ms. Yuni, assalamualaikum,"

"Be careful Bu Aini hopefully feel at home here. wa'alaikumussallam," Aini saw walking because the house is not too far away, only takes 15 minutes walk.

"Mr Aini, walk. It's a mess, ma'am," looks like the teacher who was reprimanding Aini when she finished the meeting.

"Awas, Mum. Later the hot-hot gossack is on foot," Aini just smiled because it felt strange, why could there be such a person. What the hell is it? just know it yet, as if waving a flag of hostility.

"Bu Aini, the path is not daydreaming" he said again

Aini again just smiled at the person's words. The man followed Aini with his bike, by performing very slowly to compensate for Aini's path. I don't know what the goal is, it could follow. "Maybe it's on Aini's way home," Aini's inner one word to her new friend is ridiculous.

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