Assalamualaikum...
Hari ni adalah suatu hari yang mengejutkan bagi nad..
Sebab masa nak ambil Idlan Shafy balik dari sekolah tadi, nad & hubby nampak dia duduk di luar pagar sekolah..
Selalunya nad yang kena masuk ke dalam kawasan sekolah untuk cari dia..
Sebab selalunya dia akan bermain dengan kawan2 dia..
But today is difference...
Dia duduk atas kerusi..
Muka monyok je..
Mata dia nampak macam berkaca..
Lepas tu nampak dia sapu mata dengan tangan..
"Eh..dia menangis ke tu?" nad tanya hubby
"Entah la" hubby pun pelik.
Hubby berhentikan kereta betul2 depan Idlan Shafy duduk.
Idlan Shafy nampak kami and terus menuju ke pintu belakang kereta and buka.
Dia masuk je nad terus tanya "Idlan, what happen to you?"
"Nothing" he said.
"Are you crying?" I asked.
"Yes" dia jawab pendek.
"Kawan Idlan pukul ke?" hubby terus tanya. Sebab tahun lepas dia pernah kena pukul. But not in this school la. Takut plak kat sini jadi menda sama. (Klik sini untuk baca kisah Idlan Shafy kena pukul).
"No. Teacher. Ustaz" dia jawab pendek lagi.
"Aik..ustaz hit you? Why?" Nad tanya pelik. Apa plak anak aku buat sampai kena pukul.
"No. My ustaz wants to pindah" dia cakap sambil monyok lagi.
Nad pandang hubby and hubby pandang Nad. Kami senyum.
"Your ustaz said he want to move? So he will not teach you anymore?" Nad tanya.
"Yes. New ustaz will teach me. But I love my Ustaz Syarizal. I want him to be my ustaz." Idlan bagitau.
"But I'm sure that your new ustaz is very good too. You will love him eventually. Is today Ustaz Syarizal last day?" Nad try pujuk dia.
"Yes. On monday new ustaz will teach me. But I love Ustaz Syarizal. Ustaz Syarizal said he love me too when I salam and hug him just now" Idlan Shafy cerita.
"Oh...so that is why you are crying just now?" Nad tanya lagi.
"Yes. Coz I love Ustaz so much. I don't want him to move" Idlan Shafy bagitau.
Hehe..
Nampaknya Idlan Shafy has a very soft heart..
Sayang dia kat cikgu dia eh...
Alhamdullilah..
Ustaz Syarizal tu ialah guru kelas dia..
Maybe bonding dia rapat lagi dari cikgu lain..
:D
Hari ni adalah suatu hari yang mengejutkan bagi nad..
Sebab masa nak ambil Idlan Shafy balik dari sekolah tadi, nad & hubby nampak dia duduk di luar pagar sekolah..
Selalunya nad yang kena masuk ke dalam kawasan sekolah untuk cari dia..
Sebab selalunya dia akan bermain dengan kawan2 dia..
But today is difference...
Dia duduk atas kerusi..
Muka monyok je..
Mata dia nampak macam berkaca..
Lepas tu nampak dia sapu mata dengan tangan..
"Eh..dia menangis ke tu?" nad tanya hubby
"Entah la" hubby pun pelik.
Hubby berhentikan kereta betul2 depan Idlan Shafy duduk.
Idlan Shafy nampak kami and terus menuju ke pintu belakang kereta and buka.
Dia masuk je nad terus tanya "Idlan, what happen to you?"
"Nothing" he said.
"Are you crying?" I asked.
"Yes" dia jawab pendek.
"Kawan Idlan pukul ke?" hubby terus tanya. Sebab tahun lepas dia pernah kena pukul. But not in this school la. Takut plak kat sini jadi menda sama. (Klik sini untuk baca kisah Idlan Shafy kena pukul).
"No. Teacher. Ustaz" dia jawab pendek lagi.
"Aik..ustaz hit you? Why?" Nad tanya pelik. Apa plak anak aku buat sampai kena pukul.
"No. My ustaz wants to pindah" dia cakap sambil monyok lagi.
Nad pandang hubby and hubby pandang Nad. Kami senyum.
"Your ustaz said he want to move? So he will not teach you anymore?" Nad tanya.
"Yes. New ustaz will teach me. But I love my Ustaz Syarizal. I want him to be my ustaz." Idlan bagitau.
"But I'm sure that your new ustaz is very good too. You will love him eventually. Is today Ustaz Syarizal last day?" Nad try pujuk dia.
"Yes. On monday new ustaz will teach me. But I love Ustaz Syarizal. Ustaz Syarizal said he love me too when I salam and hug him just now" Idlan Shafy cerita.
"Oh...so that is why you are crying just now?" Nad tanya lagi.
"Yes. Coz I love Ustaz so much. I don't want him to move" Idlan Shafy bagitau.
Hehe..
Nampaknya Idlan Shafy has a very soft heart..
Sayang dia kat cikgu dia eh...
Alhamdullilah..
Ustaz Syarizal tu ialah guru kelas dia..
Maybe bonding dia rapat lagi dari cikgu lain..
:D
In anticipation of your valued response,
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