THE NANNY
178. Rivalries

As soon as the car exits the residential gate, turn left towards the school track, and, Athaya began to open again the grid made by mama Andin about the arrangement of the storyline that will be delivered to be solid because the storytelling competition is limited to a duration of only 10 minutes.

Not felt, heading for the National Level Speaking Competition just count the days.14 more days. And today he will be tested to appear before the teachers and principals.

"Mama, don't forget to go to school!" Athaya kept reminding Mama Andin since yesterday, last night, and when she got in the car. Don't let your mom forget to come to school.

Athaya was trained to be an independent, courageous and responsible child. When Lala who was in first grade came to her class with Manda while sobbing because her picture book was hidden by Rian. Rian is Lala's classmate who is naughty, his hobby of judging female friends. Manda and Lala who sat down all over me experienced it.

And Athaya is present as a protective older sister. He rebukes Rian calmly and firmly without emotion because he always remembers the advice of Mama Andin not to act rude especially to fight if someone is naughty.

But one shortcoming that appears in Athaya. He can be independent in his responsibilities as a brother and his responsibilities as a student. But she depends on her mother. Maybe you could say spoiled to the mama.

In every race he won, there was the figure of mama Andin who must always accompany him. Although it does not have to sit at the front as a spectator, the important thing is that the figure of his favorite mama is there, visible. Because the presence of mama can relieve his nervousness and increase confidence.

"Sister, when was the principal's test?" Lala who had been listening to Athaya who was training, began to ask when the brother ended the training with a screech of 'yes'.

"Later 11."

"Doain ya La, let brother not deg degan."

"Access, sister...." Lala gave 2 thumbs up with a big smile.

"Squealing...Lala Po's."

Making Lala giggle to hear the answer with the funny mimicry of her brother. The two clapped each other with both hands.

The car he was driving stopped at a red light. Athaya opened the window glass while circulating the view looking for a hawker figure his age who is now more familiar.

"Nyari Ilham, brother?" guess Lala who saw her brother lengthen his neck circulated the view.

"Yes. Tumben is not there."

"It's monday. Morning school kale..."

Athaya was stunned for a moment. What Lala said could be true. He also raised the window glass again because the red light was ready to change the green light.

Before 11 o'clock, Andin's mom had already come to school. Together with Ms. Puspa the homeroom teacher, the three of them headed to the teacher room leaving the children with a number of tasks that must be done in the classroom as long as the teacher accompanied Athaya storytelling.

With full confidence, after staring at mama Andin who gave 2 thumbs up, Athaya began to show her abilities in front of 5 teachers and school heads. He told stories with expressions and voices that changed after the character of the character. Plus improvised hand gestures that support the delivery of the story become more alive.

"So you heard the jury's comment?" Andina shuffled Athaya's shoulders as she walked leisurely towards class. Children run around in the afternoon break after Duhur prayers congregate in the school mosque.

"Yes, ma. 2 Minutes' time."

Andina nodded. "Later in the house we fix it again. Hmm, either one, brother."

"What?" Athaya looked up at the mother with a frown.

"So, you have to be confident that you're not watching."

Athaya shook her head strongly and turned a spoiled slob on Andin's mama's arm. "No mauuu. Mama should always watch!"

"Big brother, you know. Time depends on my mom."

The two chatter while crossing paths with Athaya's classmates, taking her to lunch.

"Later to follow." Reply Athaya while waving his hand.

"Gini, next week will be a test once again. Mama doesn't have to go to school? If the race must be mom coming to Jakarta." Andina and Athaya stop at the doorway of an empty classroom as they all head to the dining room together.

"Deal?" Andina raised her little finger because Athaya never answered.

Make Andina chuckle and tickle the waist of Athaya with anxiety for not wanting to lose spoiled with little Al.

Athaya chose lunch on the front bench of the class with the provisions he brought from home.

"There is a mother." Athaya giggled to see her mother shaking her head in response to her slurs.

Aji mumpung also happened to Lala. He came with Manda, approaching while running.

"Mama, Lala wants to eat here. Same Manda as well huh ma ya?!"

"Ishh no Lala, noisy ah." Athaya who was chewing seemed careless to see her little sister was so happy there was the mama at school.

"Let's wew." Lala pelt her tongue while opening a goodibag containing both supplies with Manda.

"Easy-after. Eat don't make a fuss." Mama Andin put an index finger on the lips, appearing to be a mediator. He reminded Lala and Manda to pray first.

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A woman in a teacher's uniform enters a famous boutique. Di is the mother of Puspa who came at the request of the guardian of his student named Raul. He walked into a room where a woman was sitting on the couch playing a cell phone.

The homeroom teacher and student guardian chatted casually about Raul's academic development at school.

"Ehm, look at Puspa. I invited my mother here to have something to discuss." Tantri, the mother of a student named Raul, began to talk seriously after moving to sit near Puspa.

"What's up, Raul's mom?" the homeroom teacher stared in curious eyes.

Tantri reached into something from inside her bag. A brown envelope was extended to the lap of the homeroom teacher sitting on the same sofa.

"I want you to help get Raul into the national race."

"I'm not interested in the prize money. I just want to show Raul's achievements to the big family."

"My family is full of competition. It's like racing to boast of each other's children in the eyes of our parents."

"Bu Puspa can help, right?"

The homeroom teacher was shocked by Raul's mother's words and the brown envelope lying on his lap. He clearly understood what it meant. He would move the envelope but his hand was held by Tantri.

"Sorry mama Raul. The school can only send a representative of 1 person. Raul did excel but his value is still below Athaya. So the board of teachers elected Athaya to be the school's representative."

"Oh that's it." Tantri seemed speechless as she racked her brain trying to find ideas.

"It's a fortune for Bu Puspa. Please don't be rejected." Tantri made sure again that the brown envelope was received. Not as a bribe, but as a gift. Much the same.

But the class refused it. I don't know how much is in the envelope. He must be aware of the debt he has to pay someday.

Tantri finally relented and kept the brown envelope on the table. "What is Athaya?"

"Athaya's plus value is his high confidence, clear articulation, and calm character."

"That's because her mother was diligent in honing her skills. Training in school is limited."

"Only Athaya was so dependent on her mother."

"He did not want to appear if his mother did not attend the test session at school let alone the race."

Alright.

Tantri smiled meaningfully. The detailed description of the homeroom teacher made his face look bright. On the pretext of meeting a client, he ended his meeting with the 5th homeroom teacher.