
"Ooo, that. Later, Om, I'll come back here again, because I'm on the hunt right now."
"O, okay. If Ara wakes up, Om will tell her."
"Thank you," replied Dea.
When Bondan was about to turn around, Dea suddenly disappeared. Feeling something strange, Bondan turned his head back out, but he saw no one outside.
"Surprisingly, that kid's feeling was here, but where did it go? can't he walk too fast to the gate?"
Feeling strange, Bondan immediately closed the door and went into Ara's room, to see her daughter who was still asleep.
When Bondan opened the door, he noticed that Ara's doll was lying on the floor, and Bondan picked it up and put it on the table.
"Darling, didn't you go to school this morning?" bondan asked as he kissed his daughter's forehead.
"Father!" said Ara while wriggling her body.
"Let's wake up, see it's morning. It'll be too late, Master must be mad at Ara."
"How dare Ma'am teacher upset Pa," replied Ara innocently.
"Don't you dare, Teacher is angry with Ara?"
"Master teacher, fear Pa!"
"Fear why?"
"Fear that...!"
"When what dear?" tanya Kemuning who suddenly appeared from behind the door.
"Mama!"
"You don't go to school, look at noon. It's too late your teacher will be angry."
"Well, I'll wake up soon" replied Ara, leaving her bed to go to the bathroom.
"Don't forget to brush your teeth, wash your hair clean. If you don't want to be infested by fleas!" exclaim Kemuning from inside Ara's room.
"Good Ma!"
While waiting for Ara to finish bathing, Kemuning also prepared school tools that Ara will bring later.
"You don't work?" ask Bondan.
"Work dear" replied Bondan.
"Why not get ready?"
"Ntar again, it's still early, baby."
"Yes already. If so, I prepared Ara first. Later if he finished eating, let me send him to school," said Kemuning.
"All right, let me take a shower first."
After Ara finished bathing, she immediately had breakfast and left for school, with Kemuning. When he was about to get out of the house, Dea who was away from Ara's house heard something.
" Hmmm...! I heard something!" dea said, while sticking his ear to the ground. "There's a car sound" he whispered softly.
When she heard the roar of the car getting away from Dea, the little girl concentrated on following where the car was going. His inner eyes were so sharp, seeing clearly, the car was moving towards somewhere.
While Dea was in full concentration, a woman came to him, who was sitting under a shady tree.
"What are you doing, son?" the old woman asked, touching Dea's hand.
"Oh Mother!" dea answered calmly.
"Why are you holding your forehead, it hurts again?" the woman asked while sitting next to Dea.
"Yes ma'am, my head is a little dizzy" Dea replied, hiding something from the woman.
"If you're sick, let's go to the hospital!" take the old woman.
"No, ma'am, it's gonna heal soon."
"Do you know you're healing soon, do you have frequent headaches?"
"Where are your parents, why aren't they here?"
"Mom again buy medicine ma'am, soon he also comes anyway," replied Dea.
With Dea's knowledge, the little girl can turn a tree into a beautiful woman.
"It's a pity the medicine, quick to drink so your head doesn't hurt anymore" she told Dea.
"Mother, this child's mother?" ask the old woman.
"Yes ma'am, my daughter had a headache, so I bought her medicine."
"Oh then, I go first. I thought that Mother's daughter was alone here. I feel sorry for him and I'm with him."
"Thank you, for your kindness" the woman replied.
"Together" replied the old woman.
When the woman stepped she felt astonished, because in that place, there was no stall at all just a rubber forest that was decades old.
Then the old woman looked back when she saw that no one was sitting under the tree anymore. Both of them went out of nowhere.
While the woman who claimed to be Mama Dea, turned back into a tree that grew near Dea sat down. After that, Dea went straight to school.
"Why are you late Dea?" ask Mela who has been waiting for so long.
"Sorry, there's a job I haven't finished yet."
"Are you done with PR Dea?"
"Udah Mel, I did it last night."
"May I see it, because my PR is not done yet."
"Please, I'm not angry" Dea replied.
Before the school bell rang, Mela copied all the answers, from her homework to Dea.
Not only did Mela copy the contents of Dea's PR answer, but almost all of the children in the class copied her answer from Dea.
All children must take advantage of the intelligence that Dea has. But Dea, not angry at all. He was happy that almost all children took advantage of his intelligence.
After the school bell rang, all the students immediately entered their respective classes. Followed by a math teacher.
"Assalamualaikum," said Suri to greet all students.
"Glamma!" answer all students simultaneously.
"Where are the kids, have you guys been working on PR?" bu Suri asked all her students.
"Already Ma'am," replied the entire disciple simultaneously.
"When you're done, you put it on Mom's desk.
Hearing the orders from Suri, all the students immediately gathered their homework on the table and they returned to their respective benches.
One by one their PR was examined, but Suri saw the strangeness of their PR. everything looked the same no one was different in the slightest from the twenty students who were in the class.
"Mother sees all your PR being equal, who are you copying from and who allows you to work together in class?" mrs Suri asked in curiosity.
When the question was asked to all the disciples, no one dared to answer. They all seemed to shut up for fear that Suri would scold her.
Seeing his friend frightened Dea immediately spoke up.
"The answer must be the same, not necessarily we do it together. Don't you want the right answer what's wrong if we have the same answer as long as it's right.
"But, these are the answers to everything exactly and equally Dea. You must have worked together to finish it.
"Let's take a good look, the answer that has been written by all students. It's definitely not the same. Maybe Mother is less careful, so Mother does not pay attention to where the shortcomings and advantages.
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