Iddah
Chapter 17

It didn't feel like it was almost a month since Win left. The days I went through by busying myself with various activities such as clean - clean school, sewing and sometimes - sometimes helping Fatimah if someone asked to be typed or put, he said, fatimah was just doing her schoolwork. Alhamdulillah. So pretty good selling print and type services.

Bagas started working two weeks ago. It's got a pretty close cost, just ten minutes from work. Every time you want to go to work, the phone will ask for prayer. alhamdulillaah .. so the miss is treated. But this morning Bagas hasn't called yet. Maybe change shifts...

"Your mom hasn't called me yet?"

"Not yet buk...muk want a phone?"

"No need to nduk, maybe your mas changed the day shift to call it noon."

"Yes, I wanted a school first. Do you have any nduk duties?"

"No buk, just this was Bu Ndari asked to be printedke. ni filenya already sent through WA."

"Yes already..muk to school yes..."

"Okay buk."

It has been a few days that the father and mother of the super teacher are busy. He said accreditation preparations. Rooms - rooms are reorganized and cleaned. Even said Ms. Yoen tomorrow there will be a handyman who wants to make a water tank and hand wash. I got home in the afternoon... Although the body feels tired but happy because with this busyness I become insoluble in sadness.

As of today, the agenda is reorganizing the library. We gotong royong took out all the books, shelves, tables, chairs and more. Then the Fathers repainted the room while the mothers cleaned and separated the books that were not feasible and washed the shelves and tables. And.. alhamdulillaah exactly at three in the afternoon the library appeared with a new face, new carpets and even new books (the beginning of the SD pandemic we got the help of approximately three thousand five hundred books). We are really satisfied today.

Before coming home, Ms. Yoen called me to the office.

"Mr Nita, this is this month's honor. I really thank you very much for being willing to help us even with this little honor" said Ms. Yoen as she handed the envelope to my hand.

"Yes Allah.bu Yoen. I have so busy mom. and this I accept easily mendahan blessings for my family yes mom..."

"Aamiin.. aamiin.. aamiiin. yes let's go home.. tomorrow insyaallah we overtime again but only work on administration. For the room - the room insyaallah when - when again, so Miss Tina tomorrow after sweeping the yard can accompany Fatimah at home."

"Yes, but it's big, only two people. Mr. Karyo with Lek Min. Just a little tandon. Oh yes, this is the rest of the rice box please carry it for Fatimah. Monggo.. I go first."

"Mum thank you... Monggo.. be careful."

After everyone got home, I locked all the doors, and then I went home.

"Assalaamu'alaikum's chat...Nduk, you're calling?"

"It was buk noon."

"Walah.yeah is what matters when you are healthy. It's a rice box from school, eaten first."

"Later buk, I ate earlier. Now I take a bath first, I'll give you a surprise."

"Was....A child's mother is surprised."

"Loh, precisely the parents must often be given surprise buk.. let his heart continue to be young.."

"Can you be this.. What is the surprise?"

"Yes if you are told, it is not a surprise that his name is buk....Ibuk curious to.... sabaaar ... anyway ibuk bath first let fragrant, continue to pray asar... new.. later given his surprise...."

"La you are not usually all surprise love, your birthday is still long..."

"Loh.. this is amazing kok buk.ayo to. ibuk shower first ya" said Fatimah while slowly pushing me into the bathroom. How come I feel like a child who has trouble bathing so it must be pushed into the bathroom yes.I became a smile of my own smile in the bathroom...