Chasing Brutal Girl Love

Punishment

Medina knocked on the door of the principal's room and then went inside.

" Assalamu'alaikum" said Medina followed by another friend.

" Na'alaikumsalam."

In the room was the principal, the BK teacher and two men and women. They stared intently at Medina and her four friends.

" Do you know why you were called here?" said the flat principal.

" No, sir. Would you like some breakfast?" answer Bayu origin.

Ririn who heard Bayu's words felt furious because she could not distinguish the situation and conditions.

" Ssttt...! Diem can't!" whispered Ririn.

Johan and Adam instantly snapped Bayu's head simultaneously making the man grimace in pain.

" www...!!! You guys want to make me amnesiac!" pekik Bayu's.

" DIAMAME...!!!" hardik the principal.

" Sparin...! You know what your mistake was?" ask the principal.

" Yes, sir. I know why we were all called here" Medina said.

The middle-aged man and woman stared intently at Medina. It seems they were very angry with the action of Medina and her friends.

" You have to take responsibility, women, but you're acting like a thug!" shouted the middle-aged woman.

" Aunty listen to my explanation first." said Medina calmly.

" Nothing to explain! You and your friends must be punished."

" Patience, Ma. Let the school act." said the woman's husband.

" Can't, Pa. They should all get punished or report to the police!"

" Aunty can't talk like that, we have a reason to do that to aunty's son."

" Madina! Shut up, keep your manners!" firmly the principal.

" You should also listen to our explanation!" medina was emotionally disturbed.

Adam did not want Medina to lose control so he immediately grasped tightly the girl's hand to be silent.

" Mey, hold your emotions!" adam whispered in a stifled voice.

" Athaghfirullah.." - Medina.

" Today all five of you are suspended for one week, and today also tell your parents to come to school!" the principal said firmly.

" Sir, you can't_.." said Ririn stopped by Johan's hand that gripped her shoulder.

" good, sir. We're going home to bring our parents here." Johan said.

" Yes, you go home now and bring your parents here!" the principal's orders.

" Good, sir."

The five students walked out of the headroom with faces of annoyance and also disappointment with the attitude of the headmaster who seemed to make up his mind without finding out the truth.

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Adam stopped right in front of Medina's house. Medina got off Adam's bike and walked to his yard. He was surprised because his father's motorbike was still in front of the house and the door was also wide open.

" Didn't you teach today? School doesn't have a holiday?" medina Gumam.

" Assalamu'alaikum" said Medina as she walked inside.

" Wa'alaikumsalam." said someone from inside his father's room.

" Huh... Whose voice is that? Not like dad's voice. Don't - don't turn over?" medina Gumam.

With a sneak - Medina's creep was about to peek into her father's room. But just arrived at the door, he was shocked by the appearance of a young man from his father's room.

" Hehh... Who are you? Aye!" scream Medina.

" Quiet! It's noisy!" the man was flat.

" But_..."

The young man puffed Medina's mouth with his sturdy hands. He immediately dragged Medina into the living room and sat the girl on the sofa.

" You who? I want to rob my house!" accuse Medina.

" Well..robbing? What do you want to rob? Your house has no valuables." said the young man.

" Why are you in my house?"

" So Mr. Hasan fell from the motorcycle while leaving for work. I happened to be passing by, so I drove home because his leg was bruised."

" Dad fell? I have to see it now."

" Eits...! Don't bother, he's resting."

The young man pulled Medina's arm so that the girl sat back down on the sofa. Accidentally, the young man saw a paper in Medina's hand. The young man quickly grabbed the paper and opened it.

" Huhh... Were you on a one-week suspension from school?"

" And what are you going to do? Have Hasan come to school?"

Medina was silent. His father was sick, there was no way he could tell his father about this.

" Take me out!" the young man dragged Medina out of the house.

" Leasin! Who you dare to set me up!" peekik Medina's.

As they were arguing, Mr. Hasan stood at the doorstep watching them.

" Dina, why are you home?" asked Hasan while leaning against the door.

" Uncle, why leave the room? Take a break, Rifky take you to the room?"

" Uncle just sit here, hot on the inside."

" Who is he? Very familiar." ketus Medina.

" Hehhh, that's polite to talk to your parents!" rifky's nagel.

" Please sit down, Din. This is Rifky Jamal's nephew, he's visiting" Mr. Hasan said.

" Medina's never seen her?"

" Do you forget first when still kindergarten always ask us to be ushered school until cry. Where is the puff, ask for another sling." ledek Rifky.

" That was twelve years ago, where I remember!" ketus Medina's.

" Surely don't remember me?"

Medina glanced at the young man before her. It was true, he was a boy he always followed wherever he went. They were six years old because as Medina remembered, the boy often visited Mr. Jamal's house once a month. But when Medina entered elementary school, the boys never came again since entering Junior High.

" Why dream?" ask Rifky.

" So this is called Rifky? Dina never knew the name of Om."

" Why call 'Om'? I'm not that old!"

" Keep calling what?"

" As a child, how?"

" What? Dina forgot."

" Task your uncle, you'll remember."

Mr. Hasan only smiled as the child looked at him as if asking for an answer.

" You used to call Rifky with 'Handsome sister'" said the father making Medina instantly shocked.

It was clearly a red hue on Medina's face in embarrassment. It was like he was drowning himself at the bottom of a well right now.

" Daddy must be lying! Where could Medina call him that, he looks like a fit - hot." ketus Medina.

" Don't pretend to be amnesiac, just admit that I'm good-looking." seduced Rifky.

" What the hell, not so clear." pouted Medina.

" Of course, don't fight. Dina, why are you home at this hour?" ask Mr. Hasan.

" That, Dad... Dina_..."

" Uncle read this." Rifky handed over the paper he had snatched from Medina.

Mr. Hasan read the summons from Medina school. His gaze looked sad and repeatedly stroked his chest. She has been to school dozens of times because of her daughter.

" This time what else are you doing, son?" said Mr. Hasan lirih.

" Well, Dina and friends just want to defend a girl's self-esteem. What's wrong with Dina helping a girl who's almost been harassed on the street."

" So your arm got hurt from a brawl again?"

" I'm sorry, Dad."

" All right, take me to your school."

" Uncle, let Rifky take care of Medina. Uncle just rest at home."

" Sister Rifky is going to Dina's school?"

" What's why? I will punish you for making my uncle sad." said Rifky.

" But Dina's been suspended for a week, why is there a penalty again?"

" Quiet! From now on you are under my supervision!"

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