Two Love Alia
4. Borrowing Money

"Lia make me fried rice. Please Lia" Rena whines by clenching both chest arms accompanied by a transparent look.

"Eat the ajakin what there is on the table, I was hot sambal chicken last night the same masakin rice on the mejikom"

"But I want fried rice. Use crackers with omelet omelette"

"Ga can Ren, I'm in a hurry. If you don't want chicken sambal, the same bread peanut butter also I'm ready to be spelled"

"Ih...Lia! Anyway I want some fried rice. What a hard thing is to stay made for a while" Rena stomped her feet.

"Let's Ren, it's my working hour"

"Day just for a moment what's the trouble anyway?"

Her stepmother came to interrupt her daughter's wishes. Rena smiled mockingly beside her mother.

Alia pulled out her phone from her pocket typing something there after granting Rena's wish.

"OKs. I made the fried rice"

"That's dong. From the cake"

Rena followed her mother sitting next to her table eating bread with peanut butter while chatting while Alia was preoccupied with fried rice concoction.

Twenty minutes later Alia left home and fifteen minutes later set foot on the job. The mentari was already scorching as soon as he got there. Although the rest of the rain last night is still felt. Last night Alia fell asleep as hard rain made her forget to borrow money from Mr. Haris.

Today he has resolved to speak directly to Mr. Haris. Hoping full superiors can lend him his personal money although it does not rule out the possibility of Mr. Haris can not lend him.

Alia arrived where she taught. SD Harapan Bangsa's. A private school located in the city where he lives. He missed the ceremony held every Monday morning after the previous permission on the grub containing teachers where he taught reported that he arrived late.

Actually Alia hates to be late especially this about work professionalism. But what to say, again - again Rena made a move to force him to make breakfast when he was about to leave for work.

"Tumben are you late Lia?" Say hello to Rossi as soon as Lia enters the teacher's assembly room.

"It's a habit, and I'm picking it up again"

"What did Rena do? " Rossi pulls up the chair next to Alia.

"That's why I want to go there too he whines to make fried rice"

"There is no other breakfast? Bread and jam are more practical"

"There was. I also prepared a side dish even though it was a side dish that I was heated but still asked for nasgor"

"What he can't do on his own, huh? And then her mother ain't got no country?"

"He never cooked and his mother..." Alia paused her sentence for a moment "If there was any I wouldn't be late and anyways I would also be lazy to argue with Aunt Ira"

"When the child matures, you work for him too"

"I don't know" Alia massaged her head.

"Lia, said Ms. Reni at our school there will be a new teacher"

"Oh yeah? What teaching?"

"Sports"

"Where did Mr. Typhoon go?"

"Turn to Sumbar with his wife. I heard that"

"So, too, I thought I was just kidding"

"But it's okay because his successor is no less handsome" Suddenly Rossi told me with the spirit of "In the future I will be more diligent to go ngajar"

Alia was astonished by Rossi's change in attitude "What's his name?"

"Later you will know too. I'm going to class first huh"

"Yes"

*

The first break arrived. Alia was weighing her desire to face Mr. Haris. Many times he glimpsed the tightly closed room of the headmaster.

"Cock being nervous like this? Ah, just go in. Bismillah"

The secretary room then said his greetings after being told to enter.

"Sit Alia"

"There's something I want to talk about sir but it looks like you're busy"

"Not Alia. It's just talking to Huda pounding me. You've met yesterday, right?"

It's true, it's familiar. Inner Alia.

"Ah...Yeah, how are you?" Alia dared to say hello first. Pleasantness certainly.

as soon as Huda turned around the man saw her with a smile "My news is good"

Alia was so sick of seeing it even though that smile used to always make her flowery. Halfheartedly Alia tried to be friendly. He must set aside his personal and work affairs.

"So what's up, Alia?"

"Hm.a....So look, sir..."

Alia turns the brain in search of the appropriate sentence to say. There was no way he said he wanted to borrow money while in the room there was Huda and he was also seen waiting for what Alia would say.

Why does Pak Haris' nephew have to be Huda anyway? Why did he come here? Can't an American graduate teach at a suburban elementary school like this? Inner Alia was full of questions.

"Hm...Actually I..."

"Excuse me Mr. Haris, sorry to interrupt the conversation, the person from the Education Office is almost parked. It would be nice if we prepare to welcome their arrival "Mrs Reni arrived in front of the door of the room that Alia had left open. The humble vice-principal was like a savior to Alia.

"Okay, Miss Reni, thank you for reminding me. Alia, let's continue the conversation"

"Yes sir"

Mr. Haris came out of his room to the parking lot with Bu Reni and several other teachers who had been waiting for guests from the service. Alia followed out with Huda, Alia wanted to return to the teacher's room while Huda headed for the waiting room chair. He sat in the waiting room that led to the door of the teacher's room. From his seat he could see the agitation of the teachers there.

"How are you?" Alia stopped the move.

He did not welcome guests from the service because only the school officials who welcomed the important guests. He is just an ordinary teacher who wants to educate the next generation of the nation and for five years he has been pursuing his profession while a new page in life.

But today somehow someone from the past showed up again when they met yesterday. The first meeting may be fate and this is followed by the second meeting, is there likely to be a third meeting and so on? Alia threw away the guess in her mind. Why should he bother to think about it. He just wanted to pass from Huda.

without turning around he replied "As you can see, my news is good"

Rushing Alia entered the teacher's room towards her chair. He could see Huda from his desk. The handsome man was seen focusing on the phone in his hand while occasionally greeting some passing teachers.

*

Second break hour. Alia was still thinking and choosing the right time to meet Mr. Haris. Several times he did not focus when teaching because of Reni's college enrollment money that he had not yet obtained. At the center he thought Rossi hummed freely entering the teacher's room and his mood was very good.

"Lia, I'm so happy again"

"It's good that you're happy again"

"Kok you don't want me to be happy because of what?"

Alia smiled "What good thing is there?"

"I exchanged wa numbers with one of the service people who came when I taught"

"Oh, so they reviewed your class?"

"Yes. Very friendly to know and handsome. Still single too. Ah...It seems that my time of solitude is coming to an end Lia"

"Aamiinu. Hope you got it"

"There's one more thing that makes me so happy. You remember Haris sir, right?"

Alia scrunched up "Yes, so why?"

"From now on, we'll see him often. Happy times I've been surrounded by handsome guys"

"You mean?"

"I mean..."

"Please pay attention to my father and mother, there are things I want to say" Mr. Haris entered the teacher's room with someone behind him and made Rossi's speech pause.

Her....Is it possible she? Alia was stunned to see the man who entered with her superior.

Seriate