My Dear Teacher
Angry Mother

"Mar ... Damara ... Dammar." The voice that was originally faintly heard turned even louder plus shocks on the arm. The originally unconscious Damar slowly began to open his eyes. There was a medicinal scent that smelled so harsh. He also felt his head throbbing, while his cheeks were hot.

"In ... Where is this?" asked Damar in a loud voice. His consciousness began to improve. The face of the mother who was seen first, on the side of her mother were her three younger siblings. Lala, Sigit and Nanda. From the expression on his face it looked right that they were worried.

"You're sober, Mar?" ask Ms. Anis.

"Bun, where is this?" Damar asked back.

"At the hospital" said Nanda.

"Mar ... Damar, you are. Why not follow the words of Mother. I told you never to race a song, but why are you still chuckling too, huh? You can't what, just a day not to make trouble? Mother tired Mar. Mother worries. It feels like your heart is going to stop beating to see your condition!" firmly mother.

"Duhhhh, sorry Bun," Damar touched his face, there was a small bandage there. "Why is this my face?" Damar was worried about how badly his wound had to be bandaged. He was afraid that he would take away his charm, especially in front of Bu Dita. "Is this okay, Mother?"

"Why-nothing. Brother's face is deformed" said Nanda.

"Dutch, husss!" Mother glared at Nanda, her eldest daughter could only grin.

"Bun, Damar's face is okay, isn't it Bun?" Damar's still worried.

"Nothing. Just a little scuff. Bandaged so as not to infect dust. The doctor said in a week the bandage can be opened and InshaAllah your face will not be okay." Ms. Anis calmed her son.

"Huffff thank God."

"Now you answer Mother's question, why are you still racing? Didn't you promise that Mother won't race again? You know, you almost lost your life, Mar. Your motor is destroyed, thankfully you are not destroyed!" obviously mother.

"Well, what's wrong with Damar's motor, Bun?" Damar remembered, last before he fell, his bike had lost balance and the tire was dislodged. Although the jago tinkering with motorcycles but still Damar worried about the motor butut he got from Babah Hong, his mother's former employer was damaged. It will be difficult to buy a new car.

"The only motorbike you think, Mar. Answer the question Mother!" hardik's mother was already very upset.

"Bun, Damar needs a lot of money to pay dowry and marriage fees. Damar is confused about finding money in any other way. The only way Damar knows right now is with racing" Damar replied.

"Astagfirullah Damar's. Is it about your teacher too? As you are, Mar. Until you sacrifice yourself. Mother is not willing, Mar. Really not willing! But you," Miss Anis came out of the room where Damar was treated with disappointment. He really cannot be sincere if his son has to sacrifice, do something dangerous for the sake of women who he thinks are inappropriate for his son.

Bu Anis understands that the name of a teenager when in love is usually a long thought. He was also very young and knew what his son was thinking. But his heart rebelled against the choice his son had made.

If only his son had chosen Rana, then his heart would have calmed down. The girl, besides her best friend's daughter, is also beautiful, educated and most importantly has a bright future. Although he has a congenital disease since childhood, but Rana's life has been guaranteed by both parents. He will be the heir to the largest textile shop in the city, not to mention his mother's contract. Ahhh, Ms. Anis does not want to be hypocritical, she is aware of the ability of her son, honestly she has concerns in terms of making a living, he said, so he hopes Damar match with Rana in order to sustain the economy of his son's small family later

"The gate was really outrageous huh. So important is the teacher's flirtatious to ignore the feelings of the mother," said Nanda.

*Basic, if you're in love don't be so stupid, bang!" Nanda was upset. He wanted to wake up his brother, but I don't know what. So he could only mendumel, passed away from the room where Damar was treated following his mother.

***

Rana enters Damar's room accompanied by Bu Anis and Nanda. The two people looked bright with his arrival. Moreover, Rana also carries a hand and an envelope that is not thin. Really help when they are in trouble.

"Thank you very much, Rana, already want to swipe Damar" said Ms. Anis, while stroking the back of her dream ghost candidate.

"Rana was really worried. But Damar's okay, right?" rana asked, without shifting a second of her gaze from Damar.

"Thank God it's okay, just minor injuries. This afternoon I can go home too." Said Ms. Anis

"Then Rana's going home the same, Tan, Rana happened to bring a car." Rana offers.

"Duhhh even added ngerepotin" said Ms. Anis.

"Udah, nothing Bun. Mumpung kak Rana can. Mommy is also happy if you go home with Rana" said Nanda.

"Hehehe, yeah happy. Who doesn't like coming home with a beautiful and kind child like Rana. Lucky once later who became your in-law, son Rana." said Miss Anis.

Hearing Bu Anis praise made Rana's smile expand. He was very eager to become the daughter-in-law of this family, but Rana realized something that made her smile immediately shrink.

Ms. Dita. How is that woman now? Has he come to visit Damar? Definitely Damar is very happy if he comes, not indifferent as when he came. Again Rana is made less. He really feels less competitive than his former teacher even though Rana is also no less beautiful than Bu Dita.

"Mar, Miss Dita has come here yet?" Rana knew the question she asked would only make her heart ache, but her curiosity was so great that she could not help herself. Meanwhile, Bu Anis and Nanda are a bit shocked to hear Rana's question.

"Yet. Ms. Dita didn't know I was in the hospital." Damar replied, lightly.

"It's better not to come. If you are reckless, just look at it" Ms. Anis replied cynically.

"Yes. I am not ashamed to meet my mother. The difference in age alone is the same bang Damar far away. Not really." added Nanda.

"What's wrong?" Damar looked at his mother and sister who simultaneously commented on the woman he liked. The debate between the children - mother and sister was inevitable. The mother and daughter consistently refused, while Damar kept his choice.

A feeling God has given to him. He knows, that feeling is not just a taste. But it has to be fought. Moreover, Ms. Dita wants a wedding. Isn't the highest relationship a marriage!