I'm the Unacknowledged

Discharged

In Pak Budi's room, there were about fifteen young mothers who were making a complaint to the school. Yep! They felt aggrieved by Miki's existence in this school. The reason is, there are always events that make their children injured if fighting with Miki.

Actually, Miki wasn't a kid who liked to provoke a commotion. He himself hated what he called fighting. However, Miki's emotions were so unstable. Once someone offends him, he will act like a lion tearing his prey apart.

Like today's incident. Intending to help his classmate, Miki even got into a fight with five upperclassmen. The flutter of the five children about his status made Miki's blood boil. No doubt, Miki floated his death kick to the five boys until they fell down.

"I told you, don't bring up where I am here. This is the result if you interfere too much with the person of others," said Miki coldly while throwing the body of Dion who again became the provocateurs of the five upperclassmen.

Miki grabbed Clara's tiny hand. Without speaking a word, he pulled Clara's hand to immediately leave from behind a fairly desolate banyan tree. Arriving in the backyard, Miki tells Clara to sit on a park bench.

"Wait!" miki's orders were brief.

After giving orders to Clara, Miki went to the cafeteria to buy mineral water. Shortly after, he returned to the back garden to meet his classmates.

"Drink!" miki ordered a bottle of mineral water to Clara.

Clara's tiny hands stretched out to grab the bottle of mineral water Miki had given her. A second later, Clara sipped her drink.

Miki had absolutely no intention to ask about what had happened to the little girl. He himself is not the type of child who likes to interfere in the affairs of others. Therefore, Miki could only stand next to Clara as she slipped her hands behind the pocket of her uniform.

"Te-accept ka-sih," said Clara.

"Hm." Only the dehumans answered Clara's thanks.

"W-didn't you ask me about the incident just now?" clara asked still speaking stammeringly.

"It's none of my business!" miki Sahut.

Clara quiet. It's true that's not Miki's business. But at least, his friend can be a little kind by just being a listener.

Feeling that there was no point in him sitting with a quiet friend like Miki, Clara finally resigned herself.

"I-I'm going first. Once again, thank you for the help," Clara said as she walked off the park bench. A second later, Clara leaves Miki alone on a park bench.

Miki quiet. At least he did not look at the departure of his friend.

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Bram approached the secretary's desk. Ever since hearing something happen to her nephew, Bram's heart was intrigued to ask Hena. He thought, it's possible that Hena found out what happened at Miki's school.

"Did the school talk about something involving the boss's son?" ask Bram.

Hena looked up to get the voice of someone who came suddenly. His forehead slightly furrowed as he saw that his boss' assistant was already standing before him. Hena herself did not quite hear what the assistant said. He was busy reviewing Argha's schedule tomorrow.

"Eh, Mr. Bram. Can I help you?" asked Hena, while wearing her thick glasses.

"Hhh ..." Bram sighed. The new secretary of his sister-in-law, in addition to geeky, it turns out he is also quite slow in responding to something. Bram himself was astonished, on what basis so Mita recommended this person. In fact, in terms of appearance and dexterity, really inversely proportional to Mita's own person.

Bram pulled the chair in front of the secretary's desk. He then sat on it. Both hands rest on the table while leaning slightly.

"Do you know what happened at Argha's son's school?" bram asked half a whisper.

"I mean Father?" asked Hena, justifying her sagging glasses because she had to duck listening to Bram whisper.

Again, Bram took a breath. He sat up straight again as his index finger tapped on the secretary's desk. His heart was thoroughly tested by the attitude of the secretary.

Hena sat up straight. Again he allowed his glasses. Either his face is thin, or indeed his glasses are oversize, so Hena must repeatedly justify the glasses that always sag past half his nose.

"Sorry, Sir. I don't know. The school did not say anything to me. He just asked Mr. Argha to come. When I asked, the guy said to–"

"Enough-enough!" bram said cut off Hena's conversation.

Huh, so there's no point in me sitting down from earlier here if it doesn't get any news Bram snorted in his heart.

Foolishly, Bram returned to his room. However, somehow his heart and mind felt uneasy. A flash of Miki's shadow flashed through his mind. There was nothing interesting about the boy who was ten years old. However, until this second, Bram was still curious about Argha's intention to adopt the child.

Whose son is Miki? Why did Argha defend him so much that he was willing to lose the inheritance from papa? batin Bram as he tapped his index finger back on the table.

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"Wait on! I dare to guarantee that Miki has absolutely no martial skills. So, how could she kick your son to such a sprawl" Argha said as the young mothers complained of Miki's brutal attitude.

"If indeed your son cannot defend himself, then what does this mean? Take a look at this!" bela shouted while lifting her son's upper uniform. A bluish tint appeared around his son's stomach.

"Yes, Jeng. Don't believe Mr. Argha's words. He just wanted to cover up his son's thug-like behavior. My son's people until made toothless same Miki," said Madame Gita who still has a grudge against Miki.

Argha could only let out his breath violently. It's hard to believe that a quiet child like Miki can be violent. Especially for his school friends.

"If you don't believe what we're saying, you can ask the girl!" continued Mrs Gita while pointing at her auxiliary son who was bowing his head.

"Please tell me the truth, Miki. Or should you ask the little girl?" argha said as he stared fixedly at Miki.

Miki unmoving. He had absolutely no intention of answering Argha's question. To him, the more Argha bore the shame, the more his heart felt happy.

"Yourf!"

Again Argha threw his breath away violently. He glanced at the girl who was still bowing her head.

"Please tell me the same Om, did you really see Miki fighting with her upperclassman? Was he the one who kicked them?" ask Argha.

"Be-nar, Om," replied Clara who immediately made Argha's body feel weak.

"No, right? This has been a testimony, Mr. Budi. So we hope, Mr. Budi can crack down firmly on the troublemaker's son. Would Mr Budi want, if this school is branded as a school thugs?" press Mrs Gita.

"My son is not a thug, madam! Don't be careless when you talk. After all, my son must have had a reason why he did that. Who knows if your son annoys my son, until my son is reckless," Argha defended Miki.

"That's enough. Everyone please calm down!" shouted Mr. Budi as the headmaster.

"I understand the complaints of mothers who are worried about the safety of their sons here. However, just like what Lord Argha said, we cannot judge someone unilaterally either. Now, let's just listen to Miki's explanation of why she acted so rudely to her upperclassmen," said Mr. Budi, mediating the student guardians debate.

Budi looked at Miki. "Well, Nak Miki, now tell us the truth. What was the reason Nak Miki was able to fight with the upperclassman?" ask Mr. Budi in a fairly soft voice.

"So you intend to suspend me, right? Just tell me how long I'm suspended for?"

Instead of answering, Miki even challenged the punishment that had been said before from the lips of Mr. Budi. A challenging answer that made the mouth of Argha and Budi gaped instantly. As for those young mothers, they smiled faintly. At least, for some time he will not worry about the existence of his daughter's son at school, if until Miki is given a suspension.

Not wanting to extend the business, finally Pak Budi decided a month suspension as a punishment for the actions that Miki had done.

"If there's nothing to talk about anymore, excuse me!"