The Four Emirs
Unsensitive

Raana meets Direndra while shopping at the market. The man was not awkward to interact with many traders there and was not ashamed to bid if it was too expensive, he said. Things men rarely do, according to Raana.

"Master Abi" said Raana who made Direndra turn his head.

"Miss Raana." Direndra gave her sweet smile.

"Why are you shopping? Where's uncle Iqbal?" ask Raana.

"Oh uncle is away with Mr. Ammar. Just after dawn, the two went for a walk." Direndra looked at Raana with a confused look. "Did not Mr Ammar tell you?"

Raana shook her head. "I think grandfather is still in the mosque because he usually still gives tausiyah to pilgrims on Sundays."

"How was yesterday's show?" tanya Direndra who now walks hand in hand to the place of selling goat meat.

"I am glad that His Holiness Hashim Al Azzam kept his promise. Our school will be better than this."

Direndra's heart warms to hear Raana's words about 'our school'. "Means you're not against moving to a new location?" Although we have to take care of administration to the government anyway. Because it is moved is one hamlet so all population data must be changed all for id card domicile.

"Yes because the new place is very good and closer everywhere. Yesterday something stuck in my mind." Raana looked up at Direndra who was still picky mutton that she would cook grilled with leek (leek leek ) and then given barbeque sauce.

"What's up?" direndra asked while looking towards Raana.

"Yesterday Prince Al Jordan said that someone asked me to come to his car. He said from a secret admirer but I'm sure I know the guy." Raana nodded confidently.

Direndra just held his breath waiting for Raana's answer. Did Ayrton tell Raana? "Who, Miss Raana?" tanya Direndra h2c aka please be anxious.

"Surely Veer asked because yesterday I had a chance to see him talking to Prince Al Jordan. Oh my gosh, my fool. Veer was good at trying to protect me" Raana smiled.

Don't ask the face of Direndra who just stupefied hearing the monologue Raana. Jeezoo! For all the worms of the earth! Why the hell did that pussy Veer think?

"You okay teacher Abi?" raana asked confused to see the change in Direndra's face that became stiff.

"Ah..it's okay" replied Direndra flatly. Can't I chop up the sissy?

"Ah Veer is really understanding!" Raana's face looked bright.

"Miss Raana really likes Veer's teacher?" direndra asked with a cynical tone that was almost imperceptible.

"He's a good guy and yes, I like him." Raana's face blushed.

"Are you guys officially made?" tanya Direndra who felt tightness in the chest.

"We are exploring and God is serious."

Direndra just smiled wryly. It is not brave.

"Congratulations to you" Direndra said half-heartedly. Now I know what it's like to be a Hoshi.

"I have to go home to cook. Teacher Abi, I am waiting for the stories of another Abi teacher. See you tomorrow at school." Raana nodded and left Direndra.

The man took a long breath. It's hard. But considering that Mas Hoshi can cornering Mbak Rina, why don't I do it too.

***

Direndra saw two boxes containing children's story books in English and Arabic including the Harry Potter collection. Iqbal who saw his prince was surprised just laughed.

"Delivery from prince Ayrton, prince. He knows you're approaching Miss Raana."

Direndra grunting. "He chose the sissy teacher."

"Veer Durmad means that?" tanya Iqbal and Direndra nodded. "To my knowledge, prince, lord Ammar did not like the man very much."

Direndra. "What does that mean?"

"Ammar Badawi knows his grandson likes Veer but he doesn't like it because he thinks Veer has a playboy tendency. In fact, said Mr. Ammar, Veer is of Indian origin, it is not the Arabs who object that later Miss Raana will leave her to Mumbai."

Direndra smiled smirk. "There's kans!"

"Prince? Do not follow like Mr. Quinn you know" said Iqbal.

***

Monday morning all the children in Direndra's classroom looked excited to see his teacher bring a cardboard box containing story books. The man allowed each child to bring a book home with a note tomorrow having to tell in English.

"Should it be a teacher?" ask one of his students.

"And Abi's teacher taught English in your class, so it should be" Direndra smiled. "Come, let's start the lesson on present and past tense."

***

Raana saw Direndra carrying a cardboard box from her classroom was curious.

"What is Abi's teacher?" ask Raana.

"Tales for kids. Prince Al Jordan's envoy left it to Uncle Iqbal yesterday."

Raana looked into the box and found the storybook Bawang Merah and Bawang Putih.

"Shallot and Garlic?" raana asked while showing me the book.

"Well actually, the onion is Indonesian while if translated can be red onion or shotot but in the culinary world will be different forms. Garlic is garlic. So it's not wrong, is it?" direndra's Grin.

"I love this story and the golden cucumber" Raana said as she opened the page of the Javanese folklore book.

"There are still many folktales that I have not told, including loro or 62, klething yellow, Mahabarata, Ramayana..."

"Stop! Teacher Abi, what's the story?" Raana's face looked very interested.

If you want to marry me, every day I tell you I also jabani.

"The story told is hereditary in my family."

"Abi's teacher's family does love storytelling, right?"

"Psychologically, the closeness of parents will be more intertwined if every night, the child is given a fairy tale before going to bed. It was a recipe given by my great-granddaughter Oma which then continued to be a tradition let alone my mother really likes folklore so every night I was given various stories" direndra said as he walked together towards their respective classes.

"You're right. Dear people today are too driven by gadgets."

Direndra. "If I had a child someday, I would teach my children to appreciate books. Because with books it is much more fun to read."

Raana looked at Direndra. "I'm sure Abi's teacher will be a great father. Does Abi's teacher have a partner?"

If I said I wanted to have children with you how?

"The approach is just that the girl still does not understand the situation and condition." Direndra smiled thinly.

"Oh pity. Does he live in the city?" ask Raana.

"Eeerr isn't just that she's completely clueless."

"Hope you guys get the solution quickly."

The solution was I kicked the wanker to Mumbai and didn't come back!

"That's my prayer every third of the night" Darendra's smile sweetened.

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