The Four Emirs
Shallot and Garlic

This Monday Direndra gave a small test to know the names of objects using English. His students seemed enthusiastic because on Sunday at the learning event of the Qur'an in the village mosque, Direndra promised that if the students get good grades, will be given a new story.

And now the ten students seemed serious about doing the small test given by Prince Al Azzam. They focus on getting good grades because it's for the sake of the fairy tale that Direndra will give.

Half an hour later, Direndra began to check all the work of his students and smilingly saw their results were almost perfect except for Annisa who was one of them.

"Annisa, you are not careful this becomes one" said Direndra.

Annisa's face paled. "Did Abi's teacher cancel the story? Because Annisa's one while the other's all right?"

Direndra. "It's just a small test not a semester test. Tomorrow we have to be careful, right?"

Annisa immediately smiled and nodded her head excitedly.

"Yet we start the story..."

"I listened to Abi's teacher" Raana's voice made Direndra turn.

"Of course it could be Raana's teacher. Please sit down." Direndra invited Raana to sit with his students.

After seeing that everyone was ready to listen, Direndra began to tell stories.

"Once upon a time, there were a mother with her biological daughter name shot and her step daughter name garlic..."

Everyone in the class laughed.

"Teacher Abi! We're not talking about recipes, are we?" take one of the students.

"No, listen to your new protests first" said Direndra who then continued the story. The way Direndra storytelling makes everyone there captivated let alone the prince is very expressive when visualizing the character of onions and garlic.

Raana, who had never heard this story, was swept away. Even he followed the anxiety with the onion character who became the antagonist here.

The bell marks the end of the second hour lesson, coinciding with Direndra finishing his story.

"Okay, tomorrow we continue again" Direndra said with a smile.

"Teacher Abi, what's the story?" ask Annisa.

"That surprise is tomorrow!" kekeh Direndra's.

"Yaaaaaa" exclaimed his students in a disappointed tone.

"See you tomorrow. Assalamualaikum."

"Wa'alaikum hail teacher Abi."

Raana also walked out and almost collided with Direndra.

"Lady first" Direndra's smile that rewinds her tall body.

"Thank you teacher Abi. Great story and lots of lessons to learn from there. Will you be telling stories again tomorrow?" Raana looked up at Direndra.

"If every day I tell a story, I can run out of my stock" said Abi while walking hand in hand with Raana.

"But it's true, I've never heard that story" Raana said.

"Maybe my storytelling show will be made once a week so as not to run out of stock. Teacher Raana wants to teach what class?" darendra asked who was about to enter the fifth classroom.

"I'm going to class..."

"Wanna!" Veer Durmad's voice made Direndra's face pout a little.

"What's the matter, Veer?" raana asked without noticing the change in Direndra's face.

"Let's have lunch together" Veer said.

"God willing because I still have to make the latest module for tomorrow's semester exam" replied Raana sweetly.

Just make modules, I will accompany - Direndra's mind.

"OK Raana. Teacher Abi." Veer nodded towards Direndra who was displaying a face that was smiling pretently.

"Please Veer's teacher." Bye, all the way there!

"Teacher Abi, I'm going to class first."

"Oh please teacher Raana. I'd like to grab a math book for fifth grade in the teacher's room." Direndra nodded and walked towards the teacher's room.

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"So they're all actually no problem to move as long as the place is good?" tanya Direndra made sure.

"True prince, let alone water here will be difficult and far to get to the big city."

"Then, what's the problem they don't want to move?" Darendra looked at the man who was the same age as his daddy.

"Because there is no certainty where they will stay let alone the noble one to get sick and not have time to tell our plans, prince." Iqbal ate his canned bread.

"What's the plan then?"

"According to the news obtained by Fahd who has been contacted by Prince Reyhan, your cousin prince Ayrton will come here to persuade the residents to move."

Direndra surprised. Didn't Ayrton go after Mariana in Singapore? Have you been sent home to Oom Reyhan?

"Why prince?" ask Iqbal confused.

"I'm just surprised that Ayrton will be here. Because as far as I'm concerned he's in Singapore there's a personal mission." Direndra held his chin.

"Personal mission?" Iqbal looked at Direndra with a questioning look.

"Regular, about women. Try me to call Ayrton."

Iqbal smiled.

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"So you were told to go home with Oom Reyhan?" tanya Direndra who uses satellite phones because the cell phone signal in Al Shiba hamlet really sucks. Even for the internet online, they installed a hidden disc that was on the roof of the house and closed a few piles of bricks contained above.

"Yes. Said you needed help, Ndra."

"I'm still making a slow approach Ay. Because you know for yourself how people who have had to leave for decades and it's the same as plucking out roots that have been firmly planted."

"Yes, anyway, but I will reveal the blue print made by you and Oom Reyhan has met with Eyang Hasyim and Uncle Fadh to discuss the design layout that is almost exactly the same as the hamlet of Al Shiba just there near the oasis and the little river." Ayrton stared at the blue print on his desk.

"I'm asking you tomorrow if you come here, don't let them know we know each other" Direndra said.

"Lho are you there so what's Ndra?" ask Ayrton confused.

"I became a teacher in elementary school and the only school in this hamlet."

"Haaaaahhh?" Afterwards Ayrton laughed out loud. "Yes Allah the Direndra. We're both approaching the kids."

"Why is that?"

"Mariana's got a child, Ay. She's a woman with one child."

Direndra. "I guess she's only five years old than you but she already has a child."

"Yes, her name is Zinnia, age four and her nickname is Zee."

Darendra smiled hearing his cousin's voice sound warm when talking about Zinnia.

"You really like Mariana's son, don't you?"

"Ndra. You know, before I came back to Dubai, I spent time with Mariana and Zinnia. I feel like I already have a small family and I feel something comfortable."

"If this transfer process is complete, you immediately apply Mariana because of your style of telling stories, you are ready to become a father continued Zinnia."

Ayrton. "Now I miss them both."

"You're really in love, aren't you?"

"It seems so Ndra."

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