To be the Second
The Happening in Front of School

Anniyah_PoV

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For a week we and our family occupied this house, almost every night I always heard strange noises from the side, back, and front of the house.

Whether it's a sound, sometimes the sound is different, I still think positively maybe it's a pet some neighbors around the house. Because from one house to the house is indeed a short distance away, and if the night is late it is certain that such sounds are more likely to be heard because of the atmosphere that is already quiet and quiet.

Just about to enter the house, there was a screaming sound from one of my neighbors if my eldest daughter Zia had an accident right in front of her school just now. Whereas we left together, why could my daughter have an accident? Hearing that I hurried to go there still holding Zefa who was asleep, not forgetting I thanked my neighbor's mother.

The plan was after taking Zaheera to kindergarten school, I really wanted to go home just a moment to take Zefa's milk left at the room table, he said, but without thinking I actually got some unexpected news at all.

Along the way unceasingly I continue to pray that Zia's condition is not so bad. Lucky distance from home to school children is not too far, just a short walk has arrived, I approached the angkot driver who happened to be parked in front of the elementary school intending to ask him.

" Excuse me, sir asked, he said that there was an SD child who had an accident, do you know what happened?" I ask with great hope, may this Father know and may tell me.

" Oh yes it's true, Ma'am, but not an accident exactly just a slip, the wound is also not so severe, still a child it seems to still be first class, Ma'am this is the child's mother, the child's mother, or brother?" Ask me back to look at me.

" I'm Sir's mother, then take where my son sir please tell me sir." My insistence is to see my eldest daughter soon.

But I was a little relieved to hear that the driver said just now that my daughter was fine and not too severe, I was so impatient to see my daughter Zia soon.

" Oalah Mama's mother toch, quickly followed it was the child Mbak brought to the same puskesmas school officer, because it is the closest distance." Mr. The driver.

" Oh sir, thank you very much sir for the info, then I'm there now, excuse me.." Pamitku who immediately stepped into the gate pukesmas.

As I stepped I cursed myself, Oh God how could I not think of getting there, my daughter was definitely brought to the health service, is it possible because so panicked yes so that my mind is a little shrewd, also my mind that has been mixed.

My neighbor's mother had no time to see where Zia was taken after because she hurried home to tell me. I understand very well also understand it, maybe if I who was in his position would be just as panicked, as it is now.

Once inside I immediately asked and asked for help from one of the officers who seemed to work as a nurse here.

" O child in the treatment room is her child Mother, then let me take her there." Said the nurse who wanted to take me.

I followed him from behind, while we were still in front of the room there were already noises from inside, what was it?

We finally began to enter the room where I saw two nurses standing guard and seemed to be trying to persuade Zia, I could see my daughter was currently lying on a patient bed that was quite high, which was quite high, although I could only see his legs, because his face was not visible because it was covered by two nurses who were standing behind us.

" Well, it's pinter, it's pretty, it's sweet!?" Said one of the nurses who had just given Zia an injection.

" It's over, huh?" Ask the nurse who brought me here to her partner.

The nurse who had finished took a few steps back and simultaneously Zia and I could look at each other.

" Are that the mother has come, huh? Please come in, ma'am. Pinter's son was not crying, uh after the new syringe cry, sorry dear.." Said the other nurse while rubbing next to Zia's feet for a moment, so now everyone is staring at me.

" Asalamualaikum's chat.."

" Navaloupe.."

" Wah princess Ami is a pinter, no pain really yes, thank you so much for helping my daughter until now." I said softly to the three of them by staring in turn.

" Together Mother, His sister is okay, fortunately it was just a car side crumple so she immediately fell on the road and only her legs and hands were slightly injured, he said, maybe he was too shocked earlier, to limp, then in the school guard's cradle." Obviously the nurse gave Zia an injection.

" Yes right, after this can be taken home kok Bu his sister, there was also a friend who brought her school bag here," Timpal other nurses.

As soon as I breathed a sigh of relief, I unceasingly gave thanks in my heart. After waiting for a while, Zia was finally allowed to go home. I thanked the three nurses again before returning home.

After redeeming the medicine I immediately held Zia's hand beside my left, we walked together out of the pukesmas building, because there was no way I would carry her, because it had held her little sister Zefa.

" It's a shame we picked up Brother Zaheer first yes, I think soon the class has disbanded this. " I stared for a moment at Zia.

Since it's already here, it's impossible to directly bring my daughter home. Because it was time for Zaheera to also go home from school, just walking across the course we have arrived, indeed this kind of kindergarten school is the place right across the pukesmas.

" Yes Ami."

I smiled at my Daughter while rubbing the top of her head, very proud also grateful to have a very good and obedient child like my children, Alhamdulillah O Allah. Currently we choose to sit on a long bench next to the mosque while waiting for the class to be completed.

" Good thanks, sorry Ami was not able to take care of Big Brother, but just now Brother has entered the school, then why did he get stuck in the car Nak?" I asked very curious.

It was sad to see his little feet and hands there were abrasions from being scratched by the asphalt road. But she's my very strong and independent daughter, Ami is proud of you, son..

" So that Brother had dropped off the pencil belonging to Brother Zaheer who last night ran out because of broken Ami, Brother forgot to keep it in the pencil place belonging to Brother." He answered, with nothing to hide. Yes I admit Zia is indeed a very honest child, hopefully until adulthood will always be an honest person, Aamiin..

Before long Zaheer's class had finished, the children began to be seen disbanding from the scattering class after crucifying his teacher.

" Zaheera's..." Call her brother who looks very enthusiastic and also enthusiastic.

~tbc

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