Trapped Enchantment Thugs Insaf
38. Compassion

That night, Aiza taught children.

“…. Fadkhulii fii ‘ibaadii, wadkhulii jannatii.”  Aiza read al Fajr's letter and was followed by the children sitting neatly lined up in front of her.  Then the children followed what Aiza read simultaneously according to the rhythm Aiza taught.

Every time after learning to teach, children are taught to memorize the Qur’an.  And that's how Aiza teaches children who are mostly young, between three and nine years old.

Teachers who teach are always changing.  Who has time to teach, then will sit at the teacher's desk to teach teaching.  Sometimes it's Babenya Aiza, sometimes it's Aiza, sometimes it's Aiza's sister, most often Aiza herself.

Initially, the teacher who became a njai was Aiza's father, but because Aiza's father was too busy with work plus the affairs of his wives, then the work turned to Aiza's mother.  

And now that Aiza's mother is busy with her activities selling cakes, Aiza's mother no longer has time to teach.  Until finally the noble work came down to Aiza.

If his father and mother Aiza only taught teaching, but Aiza has the creativity to teach memorization of the Qur’an as well. This is how every night, Aiza's house is crowded by children teaching.  Aiza has a special room to teach teaching, whose position is at the very end close to the pool next to the house.

After teaching, the children will arrange small tables where they learn and arrange them to the edge.  Aiza also closed the teaching room and walked towards the room.  

Before he reached the room, he passed by the family room.  There was his mother and Zahra, his older brother who seemed to be busy arranging cakes into boxes.

Must be another cake order.  And that made Aiza's mother unable to rest in order to meet the customer's request.  But it's okay to work hard to make a living that way, rather than having to beg father.  Because indeed since his father married many women, Mother rarely received a living from Father. 

See, Mother works alone to meet her needs, as well as the needs of her children.

“Outdated, Umi?” ask Aiza as she approaches her mother.  Aiza preferred to call her mother Umi even though her mother was of original Betawi descent.  While his father was called abah according to his request because his brother was the original Banjar,.

“Iya, darling.” Her mother's gaze focused on the cake without turning to Aiza's smiling face was very sweet, if her mother saw that smile, surely her tiredness would be slightly reduced.

“Sini let Aiza help.”

“Neventless.  You learn there.  From earlier already ngajar njai, have not learned, right?” sergeant Zahra.

“Yeee... Brother Zahra wants to win by himself iiih.  Don't take it alone.  Your most beautiful adek kasian is not part of the charity that helps Enyak, right?”

“Kasian room, deck.  Sampe clock as soon as the belom to learn.  I've been studying in my room!”

Qanita, Aiza's mother just smiled seeing the interaction of her two daughters.  He was happy because his two children never fought like other people's children.

“Uluuu uluuuh... Very attention Aiza's sister is the most bohai this sekecamatan?  idung Aiza kembis kempis.”

“Awas, carefully fall out the contents of his idol, dek.”

“Kakak can aja.”  Aiza laughs.  “Kak, was it used daleman belom?” Aiza pointed to Zahra's skirt that was crouching near the cake.

“Udah.”  Zahra spontaneously held onto her skirt.

“Ooh.  Fear of laughter coming to the cake, it is not delicious.  Hihiiii..”.

“Yes, Aiza to room ngerjain Pe er.  Don't call, what else bothers you.  If the most respected honorable master comes, don't call Aiza.”  Aiza ran into the room.

Zahra shuddered his head, which the most respected Honourable Master meant was definitely their father.

Aiza pulled up a chair and sat down at the study table, she turned on the desk lamp and started to open the PR.

“Hah?” Aiza said she did not find Nayla's book she was supposed to copy that night to hand over tomorrow morning.  The effect of too much extracurricular schedule, he misses lessons and must copy the task from Nayla's book.  But if this is the case, what will it be?

Lothawat!  Nayla could have gotten her book missing.  Tuh son if ngomel length is not measured.  Where is the book of Jatoh?  Aiza rolled her eyes remembering a series of events shortly after the book she received.  The palm of his hand is now attached to the eel with the mouth forming O.

“Ups, yes ampooon.. his book jatoh fits in place of the songong children.  What now, dong?”

Aiza didn't know who to talk to.  It's now confused.  

Aiza ran as fast as lightning out of the room and approached Zahra who had finished helping Qanita compose the cake.

“Kaaaaak..!”

“Apaan?  Mangap don't be wide, enter a sort of confused.”

Aiza spontaneously covered her mouth with a palm.

“Kak, this department.”

“Witch why?  Clear speaking.”

 “Aiza pinjem book Nayla to copy catetan that must be collected tomorrow.  Where's the PR of the first hour again.  But the book even jatoh near Garuda High School.”

“Yeah deck, you how the hell can books ration?  Not to be put in a bag.  How can the story be jatoh?”

“Long story, Brother.  How is this dong?”  Aiza shook Zahra's arm.  “Nayla will be a victim too if the book does not meet.”

“Aduduuduhhh.. You shuffle big brother's arm, tauk pain.”.

“Ya endless Sister diem aja from earlier kayak statue liberti.”

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