I'M MY MOTHER'S HONEY

Inner wound

Dert.... Dert.... Dert...

Bimo's phone rang on his desk. He's concentrating on preparing the dossier to be brought in for a meeting with an important client this afternoon.

"Why did the school call?" Bimo monologued, wondering why the school contacted him. The curious Bimo quickly received the phone call, after noticing his smartphone screen for a split second.

"Greetings walaikum... Yes sir, I am the guardian of his student Halwatuzahra. What...? ooohhh.well, fine sir, I'll be there." Bimo was stunned to hear the report from his school Zahra. Just one day of school, the woman had already caused trouble.

Bimo quickly prepared all his files. He had to quickly report the matter to Ezra. He can't handle it alone. But, he had to tell Ezra first. Because it's about his wife.

Arriving at Ezra's study. The boss appears to be in serious discussion with Dika, Ezra's first assistant. Yeah, Ezra has a lot of assistants. He prefers to have a male employee. Ezra never even had a female secretary.

Ezra was not interested in making a woman a secretary, because the toughest temptation a man had was a woman. A lot of great men, ruined by women.

"Boss, this meeting, the Boss should be accompanied by Dika." Bimo said, putting the files needed for the meeting, on the table with his chauffeur.

"What's wrong? aren't you in charge of this project?" ezra asked puzzledly, only this time his 2nd assistant turned down the job.

Right now Bimo is very worried about Zahra. The girl had already considered him as her own brother. Hearing the reports of Mr. Rizal, who said that Zahra was fighting with six people, made him really think.

How is his brother? Yes, in the Batak tribe. When it is a clan, it is considered its own brother. Even if there is no blood relation.

"Why do you look worried like that? what's the problem?" Ezra looked at Bimo's assistant with confusion. Then turned to look at Dika, who was flicking his shoulders, as he did not know what the problem was.

"Boss, I have to go to Non Zahra's school now." Said Bimo, still with a facial expression full of worry.

"Did he make trouble?" ezra asked with a faint smile. He's already sure of that. There are so many problems, sometimes making us laugh ourselves.

"It looks so Boss." Answer Bimo flat. Watching the Boss, who was on the verge of going crazy, laughed to himself.

Huuff.....!

Ezra sighed harshly. After being content to laugh at himself. All the women in his life. Maybe make trouble. Only Anin, the woman who made her heart calm. But, why did he not have such a strong urge to touch his wife.

"For this time, the matter of Zahra I entrust to you Bimo. Threaten him, don't let me intervene." Strictly Ezra, swept his hair with his own hands. Somehow he felt challenged by his young wife.

"Yes the boss." Bimo came out of the room.

"When you study the file for a moment." Ezra said, rising from his seat. The man was also seen entering the toilet.

***

"What happened today makes me believe that you were transferred here, not because your family moved. But, since you seem to have a serious problem at your school." Said Mr. Rizal to Zahra. Now in the room there is only Zahra, Rizal sir and BK teacher. All the injured students were taken to hospital.

Zahra speaks a thousand languages. It felt like his heart was so sick, so sick, so sore, so painful, so bad, so judged as a bad person.

"Why are you silent? isn't that what you said?" staring at Zahra who looked defiant. But Zahra had no intention of dissenting. He was just sad, very sad at the moment. So he looks cute.

"Zmazhim...!" hardik mr. Rizal.

Most people often misjudge people.

"I defended myself no matter how much I defended myself. You all won't believe it. Because, you don't know me. I have no evidence to defend myself. There was no CCTV in the toilet. It's up to you to sanction me. To be expelled, I'm ready." This time Zahra spoke still with teary eyes. Even if he's stubborn. She is still a woman with a sensitive heart and feelings.

Because of this problem, he did not go take care of his SIM card to the grafary with Ferdy. That made him even sadder. Opportunity to quickly find the mother extinct already.

"Who would believe Zahra. You just entered school today. But, you've made a fuss. Big trouble, beating six people at once. Some even run away. You can sue Zahra!" Said Mr. BK with his regret. Noticing Zahra who was sitting expressionless.

"Oh sir, let's just pray. So that the parents of students can be invited to peace. If you can't. It's gonna ruin our school's reputation later." Complain Mr. Rizal, pacing in the room with his strings.

Zahra's chest felt tight to hear the complaints of his homeroom teacher. Why he always got shit and shit. He never made a mistake. But all the mistakes were made to him.

Zahra was very sad, the tears just kept dripping out of control. It seemed like this time the woman had suffered a deep inner wound.

Rizal finally fell silent, seeing the unusual sadness on Zahra's face. The man felt sorry for the poor girl. If it's true, it's not wrong. She would definitely feel guilty once, for having accused Zahra of not being a good woman.

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"Yes in!" said Mr. Rizal.

Nongollah Ferdy on the doorstep, with a crackle in his pocket

"Sir, I'll drop off lunch for Zahra." He said politely, Ferdy should not follow the emotions and get carried away, because it is useless. Although he was also upset, for what happened, the woman he loved so much.

"Oh yes, it's 15:10 Wib. Even we haven't had lunch Mr. Rizal." Said teacher BK.

"We should have lunch first, while waiting for the guardian of his disciple Zahra to come. His parents have to account for all this." Obviously Mr. BK again.

"Nitip me sir, there's no way they're both left in this room." Said Mr. BK, watching Ferdy, persuading Zahra, to eat.

Zahra's situation does look alarming. Moreover, his facial expression was so sad and very frustrating.

"Let's open Ra's mouth!" A spoonful of food was in Zahra's presence. But the woman did not open her mouth.

"Eat ya Ra, this is your favorite side dish!" Ferdy kept persuading the girl to open her mouth.

"Come Ra!"

"Son Fer, my mouth hurts."

TB