
Holding Varrel's hand, the two entered the crowded schoolyard. Yes, today's class-raising report.
Shireen sat next to Varrel in the classroom. Soon Siska, as the homeroom teacher, arrives.
His eyes were fixed on Shireen who was so familiar with Varrel. "Who is that woman?"
Siska threw away her curiosity for a moment, continued the report division. He gave a little advice to his students who were present with his guardians.
One by one the students were called to face him.
And now it was Varrel's turn to go forward with Shireen sitting opposite Siska.
"If I may know, what is your name?" siska asked the woman in front of her.
"I'm Shireen, Master."
"What is your relationship with Mr. Alka?" Siska.
"I'm just his friend, Mom."
"Oh," he said. "Where did Mr Alka go?" ask Siska again.
"It hurts, that's why I represent it."
"Oh, so." Siska wanted to ask again but the other students had yet to be called.
Siska explained about Varrel's achievements at school, the boy who started turning 7. Varrel is ranked third in his class.
That made Shireen as a representative of his family happy even though Varrel's face did not show the same thing.
Finishing the reporting division, Siska was still curious about Shireen. The woman he had just seen during Varrel's time as a teacher was so close to her student.
"Mom Shireen!" call him.
Shireen stopped and looked. "Yes, Mom."
"Is Mr Alka very ill?" tanyakanya.
Shireen frowned, "Why is he so worried?"
"Bu Shireen, sorry doesn't mean it....." Siska can't explain.
"Pak Alka just has a fever" Shireen said.
"Thank God!" Siska smiled with relief.
"Is there anything else you want to ask?"
"Some, Miss Shireen."
"Yes, what? Please!"
"I haven't seen Varrel's mother in a long time."
Shireen looked towards Varrel who was still chatting with his friends. "Both of Varrel's parents have split up, ma'am" he said.
Siska opened her eyes in disbelief.
"I also don't know the reason they split up" Shireen covered it up.
"But, Miss Shireen is Mr Alka's friend?"
"I've only known Mr. Alka for a few months now" Shireen replied.
"That's it, huh?"
"Yes, Mom."
"Send my greetings to Mr. Alka, hopefully he will be healthy soon" said Siska.
Somehow Shireen did not like the woman in front of him to leave greetings to the man he liked.
Shireen simply replied with a nod and smiled faintly.
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The two went home, when Varrel ran into the house screaming for his father.
"What's up, Varrel?" Alka came out from the kitchen holding a bottle of milk.
"I only got third place in the class, Dad didn't scold me, did he?"
Alka chuckled, "What's Dad scolding you for? Your ability is so, I can't force the important thing you've tried."
"I promise I'll be a child I can be proud of" he said.
Alka ruffled her son's hair and kissed his forehead. "Dad loves you!"
Varrel smiled.
"Replace her clothes, we'll have lunch outside" she asked.
"Really, Dad?"
Alka nodded.
Varrel ran to his room with a carefree heart.
Shireen approached Alka, "Tadi Bu Guru said hello. May Mas Alka be healthy soon."
The man smiled. "Thank you."
"Then I'll go home" Shireen said.
"Don't go home!" Alka withholds.
"What else would Mas Alka ask for?" ask Shireen gently.
"We're going to have lunch outside, you're coming" she asked.
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They went to a fast food restaurant that served international food.
Shireen sat at the same table next to Raline and Varrel. While Alka holds Sean.
"Mas, not very healthy yet. Why bring them here?" ask Shireen.
"If it's healthy, I don't have time for them. Busy in the workshop, and now things are getting a little better" he explained.
Shireen understands.
Now that the dishes they ordered arrived, Raline and Varrel were so excited to enjoy the noodles and thin bread studded with various toppings that characterize European soil.
Shireen also enjoyed it while smiling while wiping Raline's lips wrapped in sauce.
Alka tried to eat even though Sean's hands were very active to reach for objects on the table.
Seeing that Alka was having a hard time eating, Shireen offered herself, "Let Sean be with me, Mas."
"You haven't finished eating, Shireen."
"It's okay, Mom." Shireen grabbed the toddler's body and carried it.
Alka was finally able to enjoy the food.
Shireen held her back as she invited Sean to chat.
"Aante!" call Raline.
"Yes." Yeah."
"Here sit!" her word.
Shireen sat next to him holding Sean.
"Open your mouth, Auntie!" Raline thrust a thin slice of bread at Shireen and the woman obeyed her orders.
Shireen chewed her food and tried to grab the tissue in front of her.
Quickly grabbing the tissue, Alka pointed her hand and wiped the sauce that was stuck under the woman's lips.
Shireen, who received a sudden romantic treatment, was surprised and quickly said, "Thank you, Mas."
Alka pulled out her hand and immediately threw away her face. I don't know why he suddenly did that.
An hour at the restaurant, they came home not forgetting to stop with a box of large-sized pizzas for Lilis and Lisa.
Arriving at home, Shireen dropped Raline off with him.
Varrel and Raline cut Shireen's hand home.
"Thank you for today, yes" Alka said.
"Together, my mother." Shireen smiled and then passed.
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The next day Alka was back on the move. He takes Varrel to school, as Siska approaches him, "How are you, sir?"
"Good, Mom."
"Said Mr. Alka yesterday sick," said Siska.
"Yes, it's Miss Siska. I got sick yesterday so I told Varrel's mom-to-be to take the report" Alka told a lie.
"Mother candidate?" Siska doesn't seem to like it.
Alka smiled.
"Sir Alka wants to get married again?" cecar Siska's.
"Still a plan, Mom."
"Oh."
"Then I say goodbye, ma'am." Alka started the engine and then passed.
Siska who heard Alka's statement seemed to be in disbelief. "How could he have gotten married so soon? What exactly was Mr. Alka cheating on him until he divorced Varrel's mother?"
Out of curiosity, he calls Varrel and the boy approaches him. "What's up, Master?"
"Is Miss Shireen really your mother-to-be?"
"Father-to-be? Varrel didn't understand," looked confused.
"Yes, your father and Miss Shireen are getting married. Is true?"
"Don't understand, Master. Varrel's mom is one, but I don't know where. He won't see us again" lowered his face.
Siska felt guilty by asking him.
"Tomorrow for school holidays, where do you plan to go?" Siska comforted her students.
"Not going anywhere, Mom."
"How about we take a walk to the Mall? You want?"
"You, Mum." Vigorously.
"Tomorrow morning, I'll pick you up. You continue his martial arts training again," said Siska.
Varrel went to join his friends even though it was for the report and some of the students have been but some extracurricular activities are still carried out today.
"The woman is still a candidate, I still have hope of approaching her father," inner Siska smiled.