Not as Beautiful as Nur Laela's Dream
Reaching the Capita

The whole family is taking care of Laela's move. All are blessed, even the two real masters are the same. All kinds of furniture have been prepared. They took off Laela like they took off a crown princess.

With in supuri by Kak Mansyur the car slowly left the village accompanied by the wave of the residents. For them Laela is a respected person because she has managed to escape to become a civil servant.

" Mom when can we come back here?" Izzar is sitting between his mother and grandmother, (the birth mother of Laela).

" We can go home every week, even if you're not tired, because Saturday is a break."

" Really Mom? We can go home every week, right?"

Laela smiled while still embracing the child's shoulders. His son was so strong and his spirit was with him.

Laela still remembered when Anisa held onto both of Izzar's shoulders as she said, "You are your mother's son, a man who must be by your mother's side before your father returns."

" You must be your mother's protector!"

And it's neatly recorded in the memory of the child. He must continue to accompany his mother as long as he is not among them.

She had to go wherever she went, although her heart was heavy because she had to part with Ridwan.

"There you will find new friends."

Nisa continues when releasing their virginity.

The car entered the prospective Primary School where Laela served, becoming one of the teaching teams there, as well as the prospective school child, Izzar.

They arrived when the sun was in the west longitude, the atmosphere of the school was relaxed. Mansyu parked the car on the edge of the field. This field is the area where the ceremony or the morning apples of the school residents, as well as being the playground of children when the clock out play arrives.

Mansyur got out of the car first. Both of his hands were stretched to the side, in order to refresh his muscles that were quite tense. The sound of crutches was heard from his joints.

Followed by the father who was sitting next to him while driving. Equally, the middle-aged man did the same, stretching his muscles. Followed by the mother and Laela, leaving Izzar still asleep in the side seat with the door left open.

They were still standing in their respective styles, not yet intending to take out Laela's items.

"Where's the house?" Mother asked. He's never been here before.

"There's a class behind here." Point Mansyur at a building on the right.

"Safe right?" Mother again. However, the feeling of worry if you have to leave her daughter in the village people still exist. His views traveled throughout the school area.

"God is safe ma'am. There's a school guard too." The answer is still Mansyur.

"Yes, but right, the school guard was just in the doang room!"

"Laela is not alone in staying here, there are other teachers as well. Relax, ma'am!"

"Really La?" This time her eyes looked at the similarly tired Laela.

"Yes ma'am, let's go for a walk with all the residents here." Laela.

PLAQUE.

A mother's hand slammed into her daughter's shoulder. "You don't talk about the kayak dwellers, the mother's inborn straight away."

"Well, what else to say. Haven't you been spitting up first? So if you just get to that place, don't forget to read Bismillah!" The woman grimaced as she rubbed her shoulders, the sudden bright blow of the mother alone made her startled and hot.

"Yes, I have a greeting!" His eyes looked up around.

"Well, say hello to whom?" Laela smiled as she continued to look at her mother.

"I don't mean that ma'am. I mean Lela the school guard is the same teachers who live here as well. What kind of mind do you think?"

"Will you get to Mom?" Izzar inched to sit on the edge of the seat near the car door. Seeing his family who had been outside the car, but he himself was still reluctant to go down.

"Wake up?" Laela approached, holding out both hands at this boy about to carry but Izzar shook his head, leaning his head against the seat back with his body tilted.

His feelings have not fully recovered. He is still safe near his family.

"Mom Nur Laela?" The sound was able to make them pause for a moment. Looking at the body of the gibber who had just approached them.

"Yes, I'm sir." Laela reached out to the middle-aged man she knew as the school guard.

"Sir Annas, as long as it comes back. How are you, sir?" How the man turned to Laela's father.

"Alhamdulillah sir, fine."

Then switch to say hello to brother Mansyur and mother.

"I'm Grace, the keeper of this school."

"Oh this is his son huh buh?"

When Mr. Grace looked at Izzar who was still struggling on top of the car.

"Yes sir, this is my son. The plan is to go to school here too." Laela.

"Well, so it's never too late!"

They finally stepped out of the field where Kak Mansyur's car was parked.

Walk down the deserted hallways to the back of the classroom building.

A simple house prepared for teachers in need. There are only a few houses in this school district.

The house that only has one bedroom that has been complete with a bed and mattress although not soft, the kitchen that has been partially filled by the mansyur.

However, ...?

"Mom, isn't there a tv?" Izzar who has managed to surround the house in just a few minutes.

"Yes, we'll buy tomorrow." It was the voice of the father that calmed his grandson by gently rubbing the head of the grandson.

In the middle-aged man's heart screamed bitterly, remembering that his son had to live in this very simple place. If possible it was against Laela's desire to stay and be away from a family like this. Even more so without a husband.

Here he wants to cry.

When he recalled the woman was his youngest daughter who used to be very, very spoiled and full of school problems. Now the woman stood holding a child without a man who should have stood holding her hand.

But the great confidence of the princess who still believes that the man who holds the title as her daughter-in-law will return and collect the results of her daughter's efforts that are so very satisfying because he has successfully graduated as an employee Country, he can no longer deny.

With a heavy heart release the hand of the princess to walk alone even without a companion alive.

At the end of the day, they finally fell asleep very fast.  Tiredness after the trip coupled with cleaning the simple house it herded the eyes to close so tightly.

Laela, Izzar and her mother occupy the room while the other two men fall asleep with only a carpet in the living room.