Cikgu Murni

1.03am

She drove her car fast enough to arrive home just in time. She only got another 2 hours to do some preparations. Her heart was beating faster than usual, partly from excitement and a quater of anticipation plus another quater of anxiousness. Her phone beeped. A text mesage is received. 

"Please be reminded to come at 8pm tonight and kindly inform us of any cancellation or delay. Thank you"

She smile. Cancellation? Delay? Don't joke. None of it will happened. She was totally looking forward for today and she would not let anything get in her way, InsyaAllah. As she rushed towards her room, opened up her lappy and started typing away. She lost herself in the world of words and numbers and equations. She Googled some stuff to add more spices to her presentation and make it more an interesting story to tell. She misses all that. She missed the intense concentration it demand from a person and she missed having her brain tested and racked of informations. But best of all, she missed having her intelligence tested. Yes, she still good at all that. She smirked smugly, feeling proud of herself. As realisation dawned on her, she quickly checked herself and wipe the smug off her face. Such arrogance and pride is not encouraged in her religion. A humble person should not even harbour a thought of superiorness at her own talents and strengths as all are gifts from Allah SWT. It can be taken away in a blink of an eye, when Allah SWT will so. She quickly asked forgiveness from her God and resume her work. More sincere than before, with a humble heart. 

Done. She saved her work. Got up and put on the kettle to boil and went to wash herself and get ready for her prayer. She have to thank her God for all the blessing she received. The blessings, might seems like nothing to some, but to her, it meant everything and for that, she is more than thankful to her dear God. It was nearly 7.30pm when she was done. She was late. But InsyaAllah, she will make it to her destination on time. She smiles, drank her coffee and headed towards the door.

As she arrived, the clock was already sharp 8pm. She felt a bit nervous and started calming her anxiousness by saying selawat to her Prophet. You can do it, Insya-allah. This is all piece a cake Murni. She told herself. Yes, her confidence came breezing through like a wind along with a determination and she felt ready to take over the world, if that is what she have to do but apparently, no. She walked through the door with a smile and giving salam to all the bright eyes in the room which were now focused on her and assessing her curiously. Eager. She gave them a warm smile, kind, it touched the heart of all these bright eyes.

"Assalamualaikum and a very good evening to all of you. It is a pleasure for me to see all of you here, looking all eager and enthusiastics. My name is Murni, you can call me Cikgu Murni and I am your Physics teacher. I hope you will learned what you wish to learn from me and I hope I will be able to make you see and understand the beautiful knowledge of Physics. Insya-Allah." Another smile. The Physics side of her started to activated "Let's start today's class with an interesting chapter in Physics, Wave, shall we?"

"Yes, Cikgu Murni!"

This is going to be interesting. She thought and started handing the handout she had prepared earlier and draw a wave graph on the whiteboard.

the end.

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