
"Stay away from our Miss or Lo will feel the consequences!" threaten some young man to Raka. " Hear that! Bad policy, want to be rich enough macari child! Wealth is work!"
Raka's forehead creased deeply, assuming the meaning of the speech of three burly men before him. There was no wind, no rain suddenly his footsteps were blocked by them. What made him even more wondering was, the prohibition of approaching their miss. Don't forget their insults!
Since childhood Raka has been used to working hard to realize her dreams. Under the upbringing of the mother and also her adoptive father, she can become an independent child at a very young age. At the age of fourteen, Raka was able to make her parents proud of her achievements.
Raka could represent his county in a martial arts race. In addition, while still in fourth grade Elementary school he also never got a prize worth twenty million for memorization he mastered. All those gifts, Raka used to open a small business run by the foster father's confidant.
If asked where his adoptive father is currently, Raka could not answer because it has been three years the adoptive father left the city to pit his fate overseas. Even when Raka's mother died, the foster father did not come.
Raka did not know the intentions of the three people who confronted him earlier. There were no female friends close to him. Only one Nuswantara disciple always pursued him, Clara Andhara.
"Is it possible that they were the parents of Oneng's parents? It feels impossible, being close to him alone is not. All this time there was even a difference, when Clara always stuck like a leech," Raka's mind.
All the way home to his house, Raka's mind was busy wandering around guessing who he should stay away from. Don't let him get the wrong guy later.
Meanwhile, Shofie was summoned by the Headmaster and the foundation owner. Related to his words about the three favorite students at SMA Nuswantara.
"Who do you think you are? How dare to judge the successor of the foundation here. You are nothing more than a worker who makes a living in this foundation. You should know enough not to disturb the private life of the foundation owner or successor."
"They're the ones who pay you, so you can eat. If you don't work here, where else will you work? It's good that you got accepted to work here, even most of the behavior!" Mr. Edward as Headmaster at Nuswantara High School berated Shofie, even humbling the only daughter of the owner of Wijaya Mall.
"Do you have a personal grudge with my son? Until your heart tells you that the child only looks good in appearance." Now it's the foundation owner's turn to speak up.
Shofie was silent not because she accepted the humiliation she had been subjected to. After all, he issued his opinion was considered wrong. Silence is better than trouble everywhere.
"Before I wanted to ask Mr. Owner of the Foundation, what should the teacher do when his students are impudent to the teacher? Please guide him for the sake of justice" said Shofie calmly.
Rahman Bagaskara gasped at the question posed by the new teacher. He did not expect that the teacher he was in session was asking a question that contained a trap. He knows, he knows exactly where the question is going.
"Ekhem .. as a good teacher, you should first ask the child what the motive is. If indeed he intends to harass must be dealt with firmly. Whoever it is the same, there is no distinction between students in Nuswantara," said Rahman Bagaskara as the owner of the foundation, his eyes fixed on the profile of the family Kusuma Wijaya.
The educational foundation he has is still far below the educational foundation owned by the Kusuma family. How surprised he was when he looked for the profile of Shafiyah Kusuma Wijaya, heir to the Kusuma education foundation. Although the son of Alexander Kusuma Wijaya there are four, but Shafiyah was appointed as the heir to the educational foundation of Kusuma.
"As an educator it must be fair, so that the successors of the nation can later become fair leaders. If the wish to be fair is prevented, how will the fate of the successors of the nation be?"
Rahman Bagaskara could only gulp roughly. The words that were thrown from Kusuma's successor were indeed beyond doubt. Rahman Bagaskara was astonished at the choice of Shofie to teach in his place.
"Sir Edward can leave us for a minute?" rahman told the Headmaster.
Mr. Edward dutifully left the owner of the foundation with the new teacher. He not only left the room, but left the school environment because the working hours were up.
Raka is careful when talking to her friend who is the opposite sex in the school environment. Not out of fear of the threat, but out of not wanting any commotion. While you can avoid problems, why provoke problems.
"Kak Raka is very arrogant since the close of the new teacher," said Clara in front of Raka when they met in the cafeteria.
"Yes, dong! Who does not want to be close to the teacher? Moreover, the teacher is a girl, still young beautiful again. So, keep your distance from girls," said Clara's friend who also idolizes Raka.
Raka was silent, unwilling to respond to the discordant voices of her underclassmen. If it is responded to it will even cause new problems. Though he avoided female students not because of the beautiful teacher, but because of the threat the other day.
"Do'i shut up, Cing! Means the rumor that he does not want to be close to chat with us - we because it keeps the feeling of the teacher, it is true," said one of the students.
Raka who could not stand it anymore, finally opened her voice.
"Gue hasn't been so close to you. You say hello to me answer. Not that you have the right to decide my life! I went to Miss Shofie same cake to another teacher. So, don't make your own statments that harm others!"
Actually rumors of Raka's closeness with the English teacher, due to the expression of Raka's feelings for Shofie when she returned home from school a few days ago.
"Miss, could you please have a minute? There's something I want to ask" asked Raka when she came home from school. He deliberately waited for Shofie in front of the teacher's room, to convey his heart.
"Training lesson? Do you still have anyone who doesn't understand? Why not just ask in class?" ask Shofie.
"If Miss doesn't have time next time. Excuse me," said Raka, slightly bowing her head and body.
"Eh, wait! We'll talk in the park. How's it?"
"Can."
Finally, the two sat in the garden not far from the teacher's room.
"What do you want to ask?"
"That means I love you, Master, what Miss?"