
The next day....
By noon.....
The younger sister who looked hurried was neat with a dress suit and purple hijab.The pregnant woman was in front of her dressing table to give a little polish on her face and lips so as not to look pale.While Adrian, the pregnant woman was in front of her dressing table to give a little polish to her face and lips so as not to look pale,the man had just come out of his bathroom.After finishing with the ritual vomiting vomit the man then cleaned himself to prepare to go to school Nabila.
Adrian, who was wearing a towel wrapped around his waist, walked quietly towards the bed,where there are already complete clothes that Adinda prepared for him.Adrian hugged the body of Adinda who sat on the dresser chair from behind warmly and kissed the cheek of his beloved wife.
"mas...hunting..already noon.I ntar have to go to college.." he said.
" yes.." said Adrian.
The man then rushed to wear long pants and a white shirt that Adinda prepared casually.Adinda who had been in a hurry was made anxious with the movement of Adrian who was considered slow,she grabbed her husband's burly body and helped button Adrian's shirt buttons in a deft motion.
"you eventually know not...kuntam mas." he said while focusing on buttoning the white shirt.
Adrian smiled at the wife's face.
"thank you.." he said.
"have come...hunt.." said Adinda.
The two then rushed to the school Nabila by using their car.
About fifteen minutes drive.The car arrived at an elementary school where Nabila demanded knowledge.Adinda and Adrian get down from the car.Adinda immediately circulated his gaze in all directions, trying to find the whereabouts of the princess, looking for the whereabouts of the princess,just want to know, what kind of behavior if Nabila in school.As a young mother, this is her first experience coming to school because the child makes a tantrum.Mending if it has been a long time in school, this is her first experience to come to school,this is only a few months, if you have dared to give bogem to his upperclassmen, hibernate anyway, and not bear the responsibility.
"Din..ayok.." said Adrian.
The sister nodded.Pair husband and wife were rushing to step towards the teacher room with hands joined together.The two walked hand in hand across the school corridor,passing through several classes that seem empty because it is still hours of lessons.Adinda and Adrian walk calmly closer to the teacher's room located at the end of the corridor,I sayuk heard a noise from a classroom not far from the teacher's room.
"it was very noisy for the class, definitely empty hours" said Adinda.
"if you used to have an empty clock?"
"sholinaa.."
"ciihhh..."
"really.." said Adinda giggling.
"if you...?" ask Dinda back.
"usual." said Adrian relaxed.
"sleep" said Dinda.
"exactly..."
The two also chuckled, for a while they returned to remember the time of his school first.Pasang husband and wife was getting closer, the rowdy voice was even more clearly heard.Adinda looked up,staring at the wooden board above the classroom door that says 'class 2' right in front of the classroom door that sounds the most rowdy.
"second class?nabil's class?" said Adinda.
The soul of the two human children was struggling.The two stopped their steps right in front of the open classroom door.
Adinda and Adrian gawking.Seeing him in the classroom a long-haired girl was singing in front of the class with her cry while holding a broom.With cheers from her classmates, she was accompanied by cheers,the girl was like a rock singer who was greeting his fans.Once he flicked his long hair like a high-class rocker.The sound of his sandals echoed singing rock songs that even Adinda herself did not know that it turned out that her little girl was already memorised.
"mas...your children.." said Adinda in shock.
"astaga..kid prawanku.." he said.
Dinda and Adrian are still focused on the scenery presented in front of him...
"good afternoon.pak Adrian, Adinda's mother." said a middle-aged woman who is the homeroom teacher Nabila.
The voice managed to divert the attention of the couple.Similar to the second grade students, they immediately scattered back to their respective seats when they heard the voices of their class teachers, including Nabila.
"mama.papa.." said the little girl when she realized two adults standing at the door.
Nabila threw her original broom and ran to her stool and hurriedly put on her hijab.
"good afternoon buk" said Adinda reply greeting the teacher.
"we heard from Nabila yesterday, he called us to school" said Dinda again.
"it's true buk..ada things that I want to convey to father and mother" said the teacher.
"awhile ya buk.." said the teacher.Woman skinny, skinny,curly-haired with a posture that is not too high and wearing glasses it goes into the classroom.The woman seems to give a task to her protegee so as not to be too rowdy because she has to do a conversation with people the parents of one of his students.
When finalized...
The teacher's mother named Yulia approached Nabila who was sitting at the back desk, the corner.
"Nabila..ikut ibuk first to the office" said Ms. Yulia.
"yeah buk.." answered Nabila.
Ms. Yulia also walked out of the classroom to meet Dinda and Adrian who were still standing in front of the class.Nabila followed her from behind with a lowered face.It was discovered her mother again.Not hijab at school.
"father.ibuk..mari come with me to the office.we talk there.." said Ms. Yulia.
"yes buk.." said Adinda kindly.
Adrian raised his hand to allow Bu Yulia to walk first.
Ms. Yulia also walked first.When the one who had been following her from behind now appeared to stop beside her parents.Nabila glanced briefly at the face of the father and mama.Seeing her papa seemed to try to hide the laughter,while his mother looks so fierce with eyes bulging, making Nabila immediately back down.
"is the concert Bil....?" ask Adrian tease.
"papa.." said Nabila whining.
"no papa papa..!walk..!" adinda said firmly and fiercely made Nabila did not dare to continue his speech.
Nabila walked first followed by his parents behind him.
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