When the Heart is Tired
first experience in school

soon new teachings will begin. We already registered Sifa in kindergarten at our place. About three days into school. The plan is tomorrow we will buy school supplies for Sifa in the city all the way.

" dad we'll be at Lisa's house, right?" ask Sifa after the magrib prayer

" yes, so son in a moment, yes, I want to eat first" replied Hasan

after hearing the answer from Mas Hasan, Sifa watched tv first I accompanied Mas Hasan to dinner for a while. Finished eating according to the words of Mas Hasan earlier we went straight to Lisa's house.

" deck, brother tomorrow want to buy Lo bag" just met the Sifa immediately tell me the plan tomorrow

" do you want to go to school?" ask Lisa

" yes sister will soon be in school with Febri's bik" Lisa replied again

hasan and I sat on the porch of Lia's house with Lia and her husband. We talked about many things, while Lia Sifa played in front of the tv sometimes to the terrace follow us as well. I took home Mas Hasan because tomorrow we plan to shop for Sifa school needs. Until Sifa's house watching tv for a while and then sleeping. I soon followed Sifa to dreamland as well.

" wake up this morning, he says he wants to go to the shopping city" I told Sifa when the clock had shown the number seven.

Not long after, Sifa woke up and took a shower. Before we go out we have breakfast at home. About nine and a half hours we were leaving.

at nine o'clock we reached our destination. First I looked for a shoe store after I could enter with Sifa, Mas Hasan waiting in the corner of the room where a special waiting.

" ma I want this one of his shoes will not suck on the rope later adek hard to fix it" said Sifa

" here we try first, son" I said

Sifa tried to wear her choice shoes by chance once her size fit on Sifa's feet.

" wah pinter mama's son choose it yes, pas ni" I said while giving a thumb

" yes, I am beautiful" said Sifa again

" so I really want this one "ask me again

" yes, I want this one" replied Sifa

after getting the choice we headed to Mas Hasan to show the choice of Sifa. Then go straight to the cashier to pay.

" where else after this?" ask me Hasan

" we're looking for a school bag shop for kids" I said

Not long after we found a bag shop and went straight inside.

" welcome to our shop parents please see first and choose" said the shopkeeper. 'The mother is quite friendly this service is also like ok ni' my inner

We look-look at the school bag, Sifa wants her no-nonsense picture. Ma'am Keeper showed two bags of blue and pink that had her berbie image. Looks like Sifa likes the pink one. After matching we go directly to the cashier to pay.

Apparently quite tiring streets in some shops. We stopped for a while at the diner for lunch because it was eleven o'clock. After eating and taking a short break we continued to look for writing equipment for Sifa.

At three o'clock in the afternoon we reached home, I immediately took a break. Sifa happily unpacked our groceries.

I lay in front of the tv while watching Sifa.

" when will I go to school" asked Sifa

" daughter" I replied

" yeee school" said Sifa in excitement

After busy unpacking groceries not long later Sifa fell asleep maybe exhausted. around five o'clock in the afternoon just woke up. Because I took a shower in the afternoon.

Tonight we just slept at home because the weather was drizzling again. At nine we were all asleep in front of the tv until morning.

Tomorrow is the day that Sifa is waiting for, because she has entered school. All school equipment is ready from the afternoon. Clothes are still free because they will buy from school. At six Sifa woke up and took a shower. He was so excited to go to school. I was busy cooking in the kitchen making provisions for Sifa. Before leaving for breakfast first a little later at school to eat again said Sifa. By eight we were going to school. Mas Hasan at seven had already left for work. Today I'm going to wait until I get home from school because all the work at home is done.

Arriving at school has many friends who come in between, quite a lot of children who are the age of Sifa. The teacher immediately welcomed and invited the class. I was told to go home with Sifa, she said, Mama did not wait. But I've let it be from the beginning I really want to wait this day at the beginning of the first entry.

Apparently Sifa immediately familiar with his friends because it is still one village all. When entering and asked to introduce himself Sifa also immediately dared to be a great mama's child.

At nine more meal time, all children open their own provisions. I saw Sifa sharing with Febri. After the ten-thirty break it was time to go home.

" ma was adek forward to introduce himself Lo ma" Sifa story while still on the road

" oh yeah great her brave mama's son" I said in praise

" yes, my friend, everyone I know" Sifa replied again

Until the house immediately rested in front of the tv. When Mas Hasan came home Sifa immediately ran to wait for his father to enter all the baths. After mas hasan Mandi Sifa immediately told her experience earlier in school.

" the father was at school adek in order to get in front of acquaintances with the teacher Bu adek daring well" Sifa story

" well, this father's son did not cry at school" asked Mas Hasan

" no, I am ashamed to cry" Sifa replied again

" muach pinter father's son" praises mas hasan

"Later we go to Mbah's house yeah well, adek Lisa said she would go there too" said Sifa

" yes, we will go there" said Mas Hasan

" horse" cheer Sifa

Not long after the sound of azan magrib, we immediately prayed. After the prayer I took Mas Hasan to eat. Last afternoon Sifa had eaten first he said hungry. Sifa in front of the tv while looking at the kitchen seems like she can't wait to see Lisa. We finished eating Sifa immediately whining to take off. Mas Hasan followed the wishes of his son. At the house, Lisa was already there. Sifa immediately ran towards lisa and towards the front room chair they looked engrossed in chatting together. I hope I get along until later, son.

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