Not as Beautiful as Nur Laela's Dream
Circular Throwing Mind

" Say you want another activity?"

Nizam to his wife. They had now sat alone on the front hall of the house, enjoying the night with the stars scattered over the sky. The scenery is a little difficult for Sandrina to enjoy while still living in the city.

Sandrina laid down her body in a cushion on Nizam. While the man stroked her hair gently.

There is no TV they can enjoy to drive out the boredom at night.

Time together creates love between the two of them. Just be grateful for a little, then life will feel easier. And of course, accept each other's shortcomings.

" What?" The woman's eyes had been closed, the soft touch of Nizam's wide hand was able to take her up to the dream bridge. But the man accompanied her to speak. Ah, let it be, even though Nizam will not fall asleep, he will still lift his body, when they will enter the house.

" The hamlet sir said we could build a makeshift school near here. I just need a teacher. The book will be requested!" The man had spoken to Mr. Hamlet where they were living now. He just wanted to give another life to this girl.

It can be useful to many people, and at least not feel hopeless with their lives now. Maybe with this too, it can arouse the spirit of life in Sandrina even if only a little.

And sure enough, the eyes that had been closed were now wide open.

"meaning?"

" We talked about emergency schools for kids yesterday, and they asked you to be a teacher. We just stay for a place for his class. And they asked you to be their teacher."

Hearing the length of Nizam who spoke, made the girl raise her head. The drowsiness that had come to attack had even now left without saying goodbye.

"Kok me?"

" You're the highest school here."

The majority of the population here only reached the level of primary school education, very high only to the level of junior high school. The distance to school and the terrain that is traversed when going to study is very far and a little difficult to go through every day.

It was only those who had high spirits, or had relatives outside this village who could arrive at the next level.

"Keep brother saying what are they?" Sandrina.

" Yes I'm just saying, wait, sir, I asked my wife first!"

" But that's it, ...? Don't expect a salary yet."

" You know the situation here yourself. But if you want, they might try to keep you getting rations even if it's not money."

" What is that like?" Offended once when he was considered really matre in the midst of a community that does not have this.

" Yes, what do you have to say? I can't make my own decisions, while it's all you're gonna run."

" Yes, but I don't want to talk about salary as well as kaliiiiii." His friend is upset.

" I'm not talking about salary! But his fathers, he says, will be adjusted." Her hands helped Sandrina to rise from her bed. Their current layouts seemed to be going serious.

" Yes, say no! Brother Kayak want to take the opportunity from the narrowness of others." His eyes darted towards Nizam.

" Well, I'll talk to them later. So what, you want to, right?"

" Can I? I'm also a gini!" His eyes fell down, towards the feet that until now he could not function. Wanting to help, who knows through him this village will progress slowly, but the condition of the body has not been possible.

" You can simply teach them how to read, count, and other basic sciences. Not to take them to a running race."

PLAQUE.

" So what the hell, people talk seriously too." His palm landed on Nizam's shoulder, irritated for a long time.

" You teach simply to use your mouth and hands, if you can't do that, you don't have to. You also have to do everything according to your abilities, right?" Do not rule out the possibility later Sandrina will face people who with character can not be arranged with just words. But here Nizam doesn't want the girl to push herself too much.

" Where?"

" Yes I want to. But I can be a teacher to them. The problem is my department is open teacher?" Worried about his own ability. He also does not know and does not take chances in that field. Afraid that he would disappoint the villagers who put their hopes on them.

"What about brother?"

" I want you to teach them." The man's eyes depicted a great hope.

" The problem of experience, not everyone will face everything with the first word first, only after that will be an experienced figure."

"I'll help you!"

Didn't he want his wife to be a teacher? Not about income or status, but honestly he so adored the profession of teachers who are so patient to face the various kinds of human characters that exist. Teach them to be better people than ever before.

Getting a great hope from someone, really able to break the spirit of the paralyzed girl. The girl nodded her head steadily. Especially Nizam's last word, help him. It means they're both, and he's not alone.

Speaking of teachers, Nizam's mind drifted deep through the ocean. How is Laela doing now? Wasn't it before his departure Laela had enrolled herself as an ASN as a teacher? Accepted or failed?

Rindunpun back hit his soul, with all forms of worry that exist.

Could it be that Laela felt lost to herself? Laela is waiting for him to come home who knows when it happened. Or Laela is trying to open her heart again to replace her.

How is their son doing now? How did Laela guide Izzar in life?

Would God give them a chance to meet again?

In the midst of his resignation about this way of life, in fact he still hopes full about change. At least get back together with his family.