When Teacher Meets Pilot 2
Promises

"Ra, are you ready for the ball? Let's breakfast!"

Yundhi just stared at the door of the room that Tiara was occupying from outside. After a small argument between himself and Tiara, after their sudden date, about where Yundhi should sleep that night, finally Yundhi decided to rent one more room in front of the room that Tiara was occupying now. He was only given two options, sleep at home or go home, or stay in the hotel but sleep in another room.

Despite promising not to do anything as long as they sleep and sleep on the couch, Tiara insists they should actually sleep separately, in a different room. The warm hug was enough to make Tiara not want the same thing to happen again. After all, they are not muhrim, do you know who the third room is?

And Yundhi dropped the option on option two. He rented a different room right in front of the lover's room.

There was no answer, Yundhi leaned against the wall of the room. He tried to contact Tiara's phone, and was not picked up.Yundhi was still patient. Five minutes later the door opened.

Tiara came out with a flower-patterned knee-length batik dress, flat shoes, and a sling bag. His face is not asked. Although without thick makeup, Tiara always managed to make Yindhi cluck in awe and annoyed at the same time. Amazed by the natural beauty of her lover, upset because others will also enjoy it.

"Are you ready? Since when?"

"Since last year's Eid," sambar Yundhi.

Tiara laughs.

"I'm sorry, did you wait a long time?"

"Hm." Yundhi replied irit. They started walking down the hallway of the hotel room.

"Didn't you hear me knocking around the door a few times?"

"No. I think I'm in the bathroom. I'm not used to cell phones anymore. I still like to forget." bela Tiara.

"Official, yes forgiven." break up Yundhi.

Without hesitation Yundhi clasped Tiara's hand, channeling a warm and protected feeling, they stepped together towards the elevator.

"Where are we going today?"

***

"I want to go to school, submit my resignation letter officially to Mr. Sahrul. I don't feel good, coming in a good way, even playing resign over the phone."

"Okay, after that?" Yundhi asked as the last mouthful he put into his mouth.

"Not yet, later." Tiara continued her eating.

Yundhi started thinking about the plan he had prepared for Tiara that day. Hopefully, Tiara will be willing, and willing to work together.

"You're done, we're on our way now?"

Yundhi agrees to Tiara's request. After all Yundhi was already uncomfortable with the gaze of their opposite sex who was there. Either out of admiration or out of curiosity, Yundhi obviously did not like the situation at the moment. When his possessiveness was still burning on Tiara.

During the trip Tiara did not say much. Yundhi too. His mind was busy guessing Tiara's reaction to knowing where he would take his future wife before they went to school.

"Lho who? Are we going to...?" tiara's sentence came to a halt when she saw Yundhi's eyes, and saw the man nod.

"I want to ask you directly in front of Adib's father."

Tiara looked at Yundhi in disbelief. Silence struck at the two men instantly. Until Yundhi parked her car, Tiara was still silent.

"I'm sorry, but I don't want to waste my time, ain't that okay?"

Tiara looked at Yundhi, a lot of feeling she was feeling right now. Moved, sick, happy, Tiara alone was confused to sort out which feelings she should be in.

"Ga nothing, come on!" Tiara smilingly made Yundhi inundated with a feeling of relief. They're coming down soon. A few steps before entering the tomb gate, a middle-aged man approached them.

"Den Yundhi?" the man greeted in a friendly voice, "Well that's right, how are you? Pretty long yes ndak come nyekar, oya new flowers I change, as usual ya den."

Yundhi was a bit of a traitor, like a disciple who was caught cheating. He looks nervous. "Oh, yes sir, I'm a little busy."

The demanding gaze immediately flashed Tiara. Yundhi felt her throat choked.

"You come here often?" shoot Tiara.

"It used to be almost every day. Until den Yundhi said he would rarely come because he wanted to actively work again, den Yundhi asked me to change the flowers in the grave of Mr. Adib every two days" explained the middle-aged man.

Yundhi rubbed his nape, feeling uneasy about his secret being revealed, added Tiara's gaze which he now did not understand. There was a bad taste that appeared on Tiara's face. So, during her time away, Yundhi often came to her father's grave, and had someone take care of her.

"Mmm, if that's what we came in first sir, thank you for running my request."

"Yes, please."

Yundhi took Tiara by the hand, leading them to a mound of green grass. On it, studded petals of various flowers that look still fresh.

Tiara stared at her father's grave. Their memories swirled violently in the head, to the point of memory where he found his father already unconscious, Tiara's shoulders began to shake, she cried. Yundhi grabbed Tiara in her arms. For a while he let Tiara dissolve with his own feelings.

"I'm sorry om, who never failed to keep the most valuable om treasure. From the moment Tiara comes back here, let me take the place of Adib to look after this naughty boy." Tiara gave a small pinch on Yundhi's waist, "Akh. Forgive me! The pinch is small Ra, but it's really bad."

"Eat him don't fad." Tiara wiped away the trace of her tears.

"Are you crying?" Tiara nodded, "Now take my word, okay?!"

Forgive Tiara for ever neglecting father. Thank you for raising Tiara. Let Tiara start a new life with Yundhi, the man whom I have secured Tiara.

After the do'a ended, Yundhi stared at another corner of the place. There was one more tomb he wanted to show Tiara.

"You want to come with me to Emmy's grave?" yundhi said in between his grasp on Tiara's fingers.

Tiara flinched, a few questions popping up in her mind. "Follow first, I'll tell you later." said Yundhi as if he could read Tiara's anger.

Tiara obeyed, letting Yundhi lead her towards the other side of the place. It was a little far from his father's grave. Unlike the father's tomb, which is studded with flower petals, Emmy's tomb looks clean.

"Assalamu'alaikum Emmy, at your request I brought him after he accepted my application. Thank you for letting go of this handsome pilot and making him find this most important woman. Her name was Madame Tiara Prasetya." again Tiara landed her pinch on Yundhi. It seemed that Yundhi did not know of a place to let out his dime jest.

"We do it right away?!" Tiara. They raised their hands and Yundhi led the do'a. Afterwards they stepped out of Emmy's tomb and out of the cemetery complex.

Yundhi faithfully clasped Tiara's hand. "Do you want me to tell you a story now?" Tiara looked at Yundhi, and interpreted the gaze as yes.

"She died while you were in Loca, but I was also in another part of the world." Tiara could see the date of Emmy's death shortly after the day of her father's departure. "I can't attend Emmy's funeral. He sent a message to meet for the last time. But I was too busy looking at you and passing her messages, but then she sent me another message and asked me to introduce you after you were willing to become Madame Prasetya."

Yundhi opens the car door for Tiara. "Wait a minute!" Yundhi went to a stall not far from the tomb gate. Tiara could guess it was the stall belonging to the middle-aged man earlier. He also appears to be the guardian of the tomb. Yundhi was seen sticking her hand out at the man.

After which Yundhi returned, entering his vehicle sitting behind the steering wheel. Silence happened for a moment between them.

"I want us to step into the future without anything going wrong. If there is anything you want to say, just say, if the problem needs our solution, tell me, don't keep it to yourself! Yesterday, now and then I don't want you to have a reason to go again."

Tiara threw herself into Yundhi's arms when she saw a flash of fear appear in her man's eyes.

"You should too, don't hide anything. Tell me whatever makes you restless and uneasy and don't worry anymore! I told you I'd never leave again and I'd definitely stick to it." Tiara could feel Yundhi pecking at her head long ago.

"So now can we go to school?" Tiara let go of her embrace. "I miss Jenny and Mimi." Yundhi smiled in agreement. His hands started to start the engine. They began to leave the public cemetery.

***

Tiara and Yundhi walked side by side entering the large golden-brown gate. A security guard stood up as soon as he saw Tiara coming.

"MOM TIARA!!!" the sound of the security guard grabbed, making Tiara and Yundhi stop their steps, "Alhamdulillah, Tiara's mother had returned to lecture again, quiet since Tiara's mother left. The kids must be happy."

Yundhi and Tiara greeted the security guard in turn.

"Not Sukri sir, I'm here even want to say goodbye, Sukri sir how are you?"

"Who's saying goodbye, ma'am?"

"He was tired of taking care of the children of the sir, now want to take care of me and our prospective children." interrupted Yundhi and he had to be willing to get a third pinch that day.

"But it's Ra?" Yundhi asked for reinforcement, "Specifically sir Sukri I invited verbally to our wedding, okay!"

Tiara had to pull Yundhi to make her talk more and more insinuated.

Entering the main door of the school Tiara felt a strange hissing approaching her. He misses the atmosphere in class, interacts with his students, explains the material, does the question and answer, he misses everything that happens in the classroom.

The picket officer that day approached Tiara.

"Mom Tiara, are you back?"

"Sapar sir, how are you?" greet Tiara friendly.

"Good ma'am."

"Sir Principal is there?"

"There's a room, ma'am, just get on with it!"

Tiara and Yundhi stepped again through several classrooms so that his presence in the aware of some students who already knew him.

"Woy Miss Tiara woy."

"Miss!"

"Miss teach us."

"Miss kangen."

"Miss when do we teach again?"

Selangangat said the welcome of the students welcomed the presence of Tiara. Tiara had to instruct them to calm down by putting an index finger in front of her lips. Until they arrive at the principal's door, knock on him and give him permission to enter.

The students started to row, even though there were actually other teachers in front of the class. They are wondering if their favorite teacher will return to teaching or not.

"It could be messed with my grades if miss Tiara is back, I just speak the language of the bule if he is the one who taught" said a student.

"Are we looking for it in the trunk, ask the others, we need five people to make it a class in the trunk of miss Tiara."

"Can that. Woy I need three more people, Cung who wants to come!"