BLUE METAVERSE

AMEL'S FRIEND'S LODGE

"Tomorrow Faiz try school again, baby. Mommy will wait in front of the class with the mothers of your other classmates. If Faiz wants to go to school, Faiz's mother will give him whatever gifts Faiz wants, "Looking Faiz did not budge, Ritha persuaded him with another gift.

"Lego the robot with the light can?"

"Of course I can."

Faiz nodded his expression slowly, showing no enthusiasm at all

Attempted succeeded. It's not a matter of asking for a lego worth millions though. What matters is that Faiz wants to go to school. Ritha and Satya are happy because Faiz wants to go to school that morning with Ritha waiting until her class is over. For a week Ritha sacrificed her time from morning until noon to sit waiting with the mothers of other students. During the wait, he listened to the socialite mothers gossip while reading and replying to important emails through his salary. Ritha is just a listener. Actually tired of hearing the gossip and stories of rich women who are not far from the treasure and throne covered with a showy impression.

Ritha just found out that among the mothers of the child's school escorts it was divided into groups. Some leave school briefly to go to the gym, salon or other activities while waiting for their children to come home from school. Some children are only awaited by their caregivers who gather to form their own group of fellow babysitters. There are also those who just wait in the school cafeteria while gossiping. With them was Ritha waiting for Faiz for this week.

"Well, it looks like Faiz is at home and suitable for school here, Bun." commented mother Alifa who responded Ritha with a smile

"Hopefully be at home."

"That week's a record huh, Bun?"

"Yes. But every day there is always a less than pleasant story. Either complain on the attitude of his teacher, his friends or the school facilities. Must be bribed with gifts to go to school the next day." Ritha smiled followed by a nod of the heads of the mothers around her.

"Have a good time, Bun. Maybe Faiz needs time to get used to going to school."

Ritha nodded.

"You want to join a diamond ring, Bun?"

"Diamond gravestone?"

"Yes. Fellow guardians of this kindergarden student we held a rally to be more familiar with each other."

Ritha nodded with a small smile. He was not really interested in Arisan. But it seems to have to be considered also so that he is not excluded in the association of these Kindergarten mothers.

"A month 5 million, Bun."

Ritha smiled faintly.

"There are 50 million diamonds. Per batch there are 10 people and it just so happens that our group is less than one more."

"You yes, Bun. Our group is only 9 so we can play, only 45 million." pinta mami Irish.

"I'll let my husband go first, ma'am. Tomorrow or the day after tomorrow I'll let you join."

"Should it be, Bun?"

"Absolutely, Faiz's mother's money was rationed by her husband?"

Ih, the atmosphere is starting to be uncomfortable. Ritha is lazy to respond to mothers who want to know people's personal affairs. It wasn't about the real money Ritha thought of. He just didn't have the word to refuse so subtly. He doesn't like to follow that sort of talk. Ritha looked simple. Maybe they think she is just a housewife who relies on giving her husband for her daily life and forced herself to send her children to international school so that her social association is higher.

Ritha smiled faintly. Let them with their own prejudices. No need to introduce yourself as a director and wife of the president director who owns many companies. Ritha only wants to be a listener in the group of socialite mothers whose children attend the expensive international school. Though they almost all the time tell about her daily life just to show her wealth and the position of her husband who is sharp.

 Every day Faiz complained. Ritha tried to patiently listen to her complaints and provide motivation for her son to stay in school. Faiz may just not be used to dealing with people with various characters. He should be trained and given the understanding that not everyone behaves the way we want to. Growing up in an office environment made everyone he knew adored him and treated him like a son of the sultan. Unlike in schools where all students are considered equal. Not all students want to be asked. He also had to obey and respect his teacher. In addition to not liking the attitude of teachers and friends, Faiz also complained two days ago disturbed by friends Amel who at break time often come to him to just touch or pinch his cheeks.

“They said that they were anxious about the nyubit because Faiz's face was like a doll, Auntie” That's the reason Amel said when Ritha asked him why Amel's friends pranked Faiz.

“Good, Aunt.”

After advising and half-threatening friends Amel Ritha thought the problem would be solved until there. Apparently not. Amel's friends apparently did not want to stop teasing Faiz. Not pinching, the next day Amel's friends idly brought round glasses and forced Faiz to wear them to look like a toddler version of Harry Potter and took a picture of the boy after dressing him up as a mini Harry Potter while laughing giggling.

Faiz ran crying to Ritha, who was busy hearing conversations with mothers who were waiting for their son in the school cafeteria.

"Why cry? Mother's whiz can't be whiny." Ritha ducked so that her body could hug the toddler whose blue eyes were glazed.

"I bullied Amel's friends. Let's go home, Bun. I don't want to go to school anymore."

"Dibully how? Where are they? Let Mother scold."

"They said Faiz was the son of a witch."

"Where are they?"

"On the playground."

Ritha rushed to the place Faiz had pointed out. In a hurry he held his baby girl who hid her face in the chest.

Justright. Near the playground on the border of the TK and SD school building there is Amel with a group of girls aged around 10-11 years. They all wore the same uniform that Amel wore. White shirt with tie and red plaid rimple skirt. The group of 5 bourgeois-looking girls were chatting in the garden chair under a tall fir tree.

“Your cousin if you are 11 years old must have been taken by a witch to enter the Horgward school of magic, Mel. Lookie! He is similar to Harry Potter.” said one of Amel's friends while showing the results of his shot to his friends while giggling.

“Iya. Handsome and adorable.” say to another child with sok unyu.

“It's bule ya?”

"No. His mother is local but his eyeballs are blue. Don't know tuh. Strange." replied Amel cuek.

They did not realize the person they were talking about was behind the garden chair they were sitting in. Ritha was furious, but she tried to be wise as an adult. Facing children should not be with emotions.

“Her eyes are blue and shining sharply. I think there are mystical auras.”

“If she's grown up she'll be a witch.”

“At least, our kayak girls will get magic because he is handsome.” Unyu pretentious daughter whose hair is dicurly only on the side near the ears ala-ala Korean artist it looks cringed. It seems he is indeed hypnotized by the charm of his only puppet prince.

Haha. Amel and his friends laughed.

"What you guys did to that Auntie kid includes bullying. Aunty will report you to your teacher and principal."

The five girls looked towards him.

"Sorry, Auntie! We didn't mean it that way."

"We're just so excited to see an aunt who looks like Harry Potter."

Ritha shook her head. I don't know what Ritha should do. Amel's friends actually admire Faiz the wrong way. Ritha can only warn them not to do the same because what she does is a category of bullying against children. All of Amel's friends realized his mistake and apologized at that very moment. But Faiz was furious. He did not want to go to school again because of the incident. No one can persuade him. Even if the teacher and his friends came to persuade him to go home, Faiz still did not want to go to school anymore.