Abg Story

Engagement part 2

At school.

Chaos is still happening, Mr. Brama begged his representative to go down to meet the children, he knew he was the teacher who had been protecting England because he was still a descendant.

The old man who had deserved to retire was still reluctant to obey Brama's words, remaining selfish with his stance sitting quietly looking flat at Brama.

Other teachers there are busy watching who are testing, some are busy calming who are still noisily in the field, Priska still sitting sweet in her study is lazy to also divorce this student. Only Septer and Eporus still faithfully accompanied Brama to speak with this powerful vice principal.

"If Aristo and Arifin give me orders to go down, then I go down. I'm just listening to their orders, not you!" he told Brama.

This should not be allowed, seeing the look on Brama's face made Septer feel pity. Whispering to Eporus came out for a while. Walking into Priska's room, asking that her lover who intervened immediately silenced the old man.

The woman walked in with elegant steps towards the vice principal's oversized chair, smiling obliquely as she lowered her head whispering to the man. "Hurry to meet those kids! Otherwise, I can immediately spread your conversation with Arifin and proof that you have done bribery in this school! Hurry along!"

The old man stiffened the further his frown became clear on his face, his breathing was blocked by the threat from this teacher. Not wanting that to happen, he stood swinging his cane walking out of the room.

"Sir Brama calm down, soon the end of the old man will happen. Let's go out" Priska led Mr. Brama to his feet.

Sure enough! The greeting for the old man was treated to a scornful sentence from the third grade student, a swearing oath so that he would not stand again in this school, insulting to tell the teacher who silent capital never works, the teacher who is crazy respect is usually just talking without any deeds, the grandfather who likes pedophilia of English age. One student dragged forciblymabea into the crowd, then opened his cell phone and read a hidden school article published several years ago.

The old face was pias, sweat flooded his entire body, standing trembling legs. Priska the cunning teacher had deceived him, surely he who recovered the article he had removed removed removed the traces of his crime.

In unison they pelt the crumpled paper, hovering right at the old body. The other teacher was unable to break up anymore. Fortunately, the students really did not do the requirement to negotiate with the teacher, so as not to record this incident and keep not scattered everywhere in order to keep a good name together.

"Now, pick up the papers and read all the writing in them!" sisea dragged him.

"You guys!" screeched the man furiously.

"Please do it, sir. Otherwise, they would have virtualized all of this," asked one of the male teachers who accompanied him.

There was no longer his arrogance and powerless, helped take a paper he read insults and asked him to get out of the department out of school. Until dozens of papers assisted by other teachers, he chose to surrender and signed a resignation letter that Mr. Brama handed to him.

Disrespectfully giving up his post and returning school facilities without having to wait for a reply from the foundation, the old man came home accompanied by cheers riding an online taxi. He lost his face in this tragic way.

Some time third-graders clean up their mess, and receive a cellphone that had been collected on Mr. Septer, except for the boy who became the main character.

They just get sent home.

This dark history will be written on the foundation's forum notes, Brama sighed deeply sitting together tired of facing this chaos.

Priska sat in front of him, proffering a formal letter at the table.

"I am the mastermind of this mess. Leaking British grades on the internet, and inciting third-graders to riot, I also had to open a site in the school district. I also deserve to be fired, sir," Prisla said honestly. "I don't deserve to teach anymore, sir, because I've betrayed the teacher's oath here to keep a secret even a disgrace in school."

Brama only shook his head slightly, he had already guessed this before. "Does anyone know other than me, about this confession of yours?"

"Only you and Mr. Septer, the rest are not there yet. Silahlan sign this letter."

Brama was still silent, his hand opened the letter and read it slowly.

Priska swerved unexpectedly, Mr. Brama tore the resignation letter and dipped it in the coffee that was left in the glass. "Sir?"

"Mother is not guilty at all, but this truth is worth proving with the presence of Mother as the most courageous and decisive school teacher hero. Let this remain our secret three, for we staff and other teachers will promote as deputy principal."

While Neva's in her exam room. Scratching his forehead answering the question, somehow the disturbing feeling of the image of Endru disturbed his concentration.

Work fast! The curse in the heart. Pray again to eliminate the anxious feeling, and managed to answer the question until it was finished. The problem is true or not, it does not become his struggle. He shifted his test board to the left corner of the table, drinking less of his tension. Write out test questions using pencil.

A broken pencil eye injures the skin of Neva's index finger, and the restless feeling now dominates. May nothing happen there, his prayer in heart.

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One cup of glass floated up against Arifi's head, he quickly dodged the glass slammed into the ground.

Arifin grumbles at the guest table, his demon soul comes out like burning embers from his head. Slamming the microphone stick into the direction of the guest table, no one was hurt all sparingly dodging.

Frantic hysteria embraced by his mother, he was not aware of the treatment of the woman. Mitha retreated pulled someone away from Arifin's anger.

Another with Endru, the guy approached his papa directly giving a bogem on the man's face until it fell to the table.

Panicked running guests out of the park, messy tables of food scattering on the garden grass. Endru's craze continued to fight his papa, curling the pull collar of the punching suit again.

"It turns out you're the one who made the mamah wretched," he exclaimed as he waved a fist smacking his papa's stomach with a look of hate.

"Y-yes. But dear does not die," he said. A warm liquid flowed from his nose, displacing it with the back of his hand.

Mitha screamed hysterically calling out the name of Endru to stop his punch approaching but was held back by the man who had noticed her from earlier.

"Call the police!" call Aristo in the fog. "Well, bring England in, lock him in the room" he continued.

"No, Pah. Endru," the noise is sobbing. What is the power of his strength compared to the two guards who dragged his body towards the house.

Adi's son tries to calm Endru into embracing him, leading away from Arifin, while Arifin is still lying on the ground wiping the blood still flowing from her nose. All parts of his body felt willing to be broken due to the blow of Endru, even he was sure could not last long withstanding the pain in his stomach, stomach cancer relapsed to release forced internal organs. He did not want to be imprisoned or become a fugitive would definitely make his life unsettled, thinking it was better to just die anyway all he had done so far was in vain. However, he is also not so stupid in his desperation now, Arifin does not want to die alone, he will be more satisfied if he invites one of his family members to come with him, once gus broke Mitha's feelings and to the two men who were already united against her. Must do something before the police arrive and arrest him. His eyes pinched at the sight of a butcher knife still looking sharp on the chatring table not far from his distance. This opportunity no one realized, they were all cool to win Endru and Mitha.

Resisting the pain all over his body, dragging his buttocks and legs to grab the knife, stood gathering energy walking up to Endru who was behind him.

"Endru!!" screaming them wide, Arifin wrapped his hands around the knife at Endru's neck.

"Don't do that, Arifin. Kill me if you want, not my son!" mitha was sobbing hysterically.

Arifin's laughter in the air shone sharply at Mitha. Endru held his breath so as not to move much, the feeling of fear in his heart he had to cover had to think calmly of breaking away from the snares of this knife.

"Let Endru come with me, I'll show you the real life. Don't come any closer, this knife will break your son's neck!" threaten her.

The power of power left, carrying Endru to drag there was still a blade ready to kill him here. As Michael drew near, the knife almost scratched Endru's neck. Mitha desperately advanced, Arifin's legs kicked the woman to the point of falling.

"No one comes any closer, I'll be fine" said Endru assuring everyone. His bloody palm held the knife, his power drained after hitting Arifin earlier. The adrenaline in his brain made his mind cramped.

Everything was like a fool could not struggle against Arifin, the anxiety of surprise covered their wits. Until Arifin managed to get into the car with Endru through the gate of the house.

A minute of police cars immediately followed after chasing Arifin's car.

The chase action ensued, with reliable Arifin darting down the highway.

Driving carelessly makes the Endru more panicked, grabbing each other's steering wheel. The hunting breath should end like this? The door was locked, the knife was still in Arifin's hands. His hand felt even more sore as he was unable to snatch the knife again

Too reckless will do this, making the pain evaporate just like that it adds to the power of driving. His vision began to blur unable to see the highway well again, Endru clutching his seat belt clenched his hands praying in his heart.

"We died together!" kekeh Arifin slammed the steering wheel into the abyss.

Mitha and the others shouted seeing the car go into the abyss.

Earlier hearing reports from Aristo, the police were getting crowded with the local team.

Will stops his car, Neva jumps out over the edge of the ravine. Almost to be rolled over, if only Will and Daniel in time catch his hand away Neva from the brink of the abyss. The UKa dialed Jhena's number, which is the easiest to find because of ketia osis. Merela is gathering home together, news from Jhena's cell phone changes their purpose.

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Maap, the scene is less taste.hehehehe.