Not as Beautiful as Nur Laela's Dream

Not as Beautiful as Nur Laela's Dream
Oma's Ken


Oma quickened her pace until she entered the school. This morning Ninis permission to not be able to accompany Meidina to finish school hours. Distypun followed his mother to the hospital, where his grandmother was rushed.


The school hours were over, even the upper classes had been empty, he had forgotten that Meidina was alone.


Arriving at school, only to find a middle-aged man who had just locked the classroom. As soon as possible the woman stepped.


"Sir, sir, where is my grandson?" I asked with a loud breath.


BUkan only because he had to run a little, but the feeling this time was far from calm.


All the bad thoughts were flying over his brain.


Where is the grandson now?


How's things going?


Is that little girl?


" How come?" For a moment the man looked confused. The school lives only itself, and he does not memorize the residents of this school.


" His name is Meidina, class 1-B. Transfer student, just over a week of school here."


" Ooh yaaa." A sigh of relief was instantly visible on that wrinkled face. " There's ma'am, there's Bu Laela's house." Smiling with his head.


"So had time to send a message if anyone is looking for in that name, immediately invite to the house. So she said mom."


" Where is it?" Omas.


" After the mom, let me drop off." The man stretched out his hand while starting a step.


" It must have been crying for me, sir!"


"Yes ma'am, it was crying, but it's safe to be persuaded by Lela."


They began to turn towards the back of the school building, until they found a small door that he believed to be a house.


From the inside there were voices, a little rowdy but he could still catch the voice of the grandson.


The door was knocked by the man for only a moment, then opened slightly revealing Laela who peeked and smiled when she saw them.


"Oooh Meidina yah ma'am. Please enter!" Laela had known the figure of the woman who often accompanied the transfer student.


When Laela opened the door of her house wide, there were three people sitting on the floor facing the lunch dish. And one of them was the grandson he was looking for. And, uh,...


That boy.


Laela was able to capture the direction of Meidina's oma view, so she also understood a little about the woman's concerns. Know if Meidina is close to her son.


" He's my eldest son ma'am, his name is Izzar and this is my youngest child in Meidina's class."


Oooh wonders they are teachers' children!


A little quiet when I hear that statement. At least he no longer needs to fear the origin of people close to his grandson.


"Oma where the hell is it? I've been home since, but no one. Disty also went home first." Speak with a mouth full. Lumeran ketchup already seen in the corner of his tiny lips.


He was crying when he realized himself. No Disty, no Bi Ninis and no oma.


I feel sorry to have told her to stay away from him. But he also did not want to be left like this.


"Sorry ma'am, the food is as it is." Laela thrusts an empty plate towards the oma.


Really, he did not expect oma to accept, considering that at this time there are only vegetables and potluck dishes. Fried fish with some beef eggs that have been given sweet soy sauce.


Do not forget the appearance of oma who is not like the people from among them.


" I'm not waiting here!" Refuse the oma subtly. He just doesn't want to be an extra burden for this teacher, just the grandchild. " My grandson was fed, I felt bad. I'm sorry if my granddaughter took down the teacher's mom!"


"Emmm, can I sit here!"


A moment ago the senggungan atmosphere made Laela forget to allow her guests to sit.


" Oh, sorry mom, I forgot, hehehe. Please sit down!"


Forced this woman did not connect her lunch, preferring to sit with her guests who were looking at the condition of her home service so simple.


" I'm sorry the house is just like this." Ganged words. The living room is also used as a family room. They eat while enjoying the television.


"Sister, ask for one more egg!"


The cute voice diverted the concentration of the two adult women.


" Dina eat it later continued at home only yah!" The more embarrassed I am at the moment. Already fed, uh his granddaughter even asked to add.


" No pa-pa kok ma'am. As long as the child wants to eat, it's not pa-pa." Laela.


"I'm sorry if my granddaughter always bothers teacher!"


Not to mention the spoiled attitude of the grandson aimed at the boy, the more it made the oma feel bad.


It feels like I want to repay the kindness of this teacher, but how?


If he thrust an envelope, will this hunt not be offended?


He was still thinking about how to return Laela's favor when her grandson was already standing next to her.


"Oma's!"


While stroking his stomach which was already a little filled.


Haddeh, told to continue eating at home, in fact Meidina ate until her stomach was completely full.


At once, Ima felt like hiding this little girl into her armpit.