
14 Days have passed but mayzahra has not been able to go to school.he is still locked himself in the house actually his uncle and aunt have suggested and want to pay for his school which is only a few months away..but mayzahra did not want to bother his uncle & aunt. because until now the cost and his bank deposit has been taken over by uncle...
MAYZAHRA POV
""tock.tock... Assalamualaikum.voice knocking door.."wa'alaikum salam..greeeek.voice door opened.."eeeh mother teacher enter bu"""I heard the voice bi Inah telling the mother teacher to come in.
""zahrane wonten Ma'am Ainun's teacher is my homeroom teacher.."onten Ma'am... Monggo.. Monggo mlebet rumiyin nggih..zahra..zahra..
"yes bi..""I went out of the room..""assalamualaikum Bu Ainun greeted me while shaking hands and kissing Ms. Ainun's hand."how are you...Ms. Ainun asked "Well Ma answered me while looking down on my head.."why haven't you been to school for two weeks already.you will be left behind by the lesson ..."
I'm still silent.""zahra who has passed let's look at your future now son"Bu Ainun tried to give a new spirit."
"i quit school Mom...!
"why.nak why you are not excited anymore.mana MAYZAHRA cheerful. smile. filled with enthusiasm.living a few months you graduate school.nak.. all semester fees this year have paid off.pity your late father is already hard-earned to find money for your school...
"what Ma'am... has paid off ...!!!
"your late father before he died came to school and paid all your school fees..."
"really.. Fatheraaaak..hiiik.. hiiik... hiiik.i cry again"but ma'am for what I went to school after graduation I will not be able to go to college.."I'm back down.
"son look for knowledge that can be anytime and anywhere.klo you have the pleasure of sure it can be" the most important thing now you have to be enthusiastic....
"your teacher's mother is right Nduk. until when are you like this..Don't you want your house back..Aunty knows for now you are confused.want to achieve your goals or find money to redeem your house.but at least finish first your High School son.
"hiiik..Huu..huu.."I still keep crying...
"no ma'am.no. I want them to be happy. while covering my face with my hands.
"klo so rise up, son.."
"huuuuzzz ....ku breathed my breath.."good Bu Zahra sure zahra can.. I will open a new page in my life.but I will bury all my ideals..I just want to restore this house.This is just my memory....
"you don't have to bury your mind, son.but only delay for a while.."but it's up to you son that matters tomorrow you have to go to school..!!!!
"well ma'am. zahra promised..."
"klo so I'm sorry, son... Assalamualaik..
Wangalaikum my greetings answered in unison with aunt
"Auntie's happy Nduk finally you're back in school"
"he's bi.. Prayers are zahra yes bi hopefully can pass all....
finally mayzahra was back and the activity as usual.ya only now the difference after returning to school he immediately helped Bi Inah guard the stall.
Mayzahra is very grateful for the kindness of Uncle Abu and Bi Inah who are willing to help him, even though their economic situation is very mediocre...
💕🙏 sorry yes ..klo the writing is still not neat as well...
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