Little Concubine Chairman BEM

Chapters. 34. Laila's Happiness

After finishing the bath they both then had breakfast and activities as usual, undergoing the role of a student and student.

Fauzi kept his promise to become Laila's private tutor after school. Even Laila had no time to do other activities besides study and study. But that effort has borne fruit.

Because of his cleverness he was called into the Principal's room to take the class-up test, although it was not yet time. That's because each of the teachers of the field of study felt that Laila had mastered all first-class material.

A few days Laila took the entire class test and the results were as they expected. Laila succeeds and she goes straight up to second grade before her time.

Eagerly running to find her husband, she wanted to show that she managed to climb the class with fantastic grades, thanks to her hard work and support.

Laila hugged her husband immediately when she discovered the whereabouts of her husband.

"Sister Laila succeeded ! Laila's in class ! from tomorrow Laila is in second grade !" laila said while hugging the body of the Husband who was sitting in the Library.

"really ?" fauzi asked with a smile and returned the embrace of his wife.

"Yes, this is the value of Raport Laila. Thank you for your guidance all this time. And thank you for staying patient with Laila's attitude which may be very annoying in front of you." Said Laila while handing over her Raport score.

"Dear dear, it is the duty and responsibility of the brother as a husband" Fauzi replied softly.

Then Laila sat down next to Fauzi who checked her Report.

"Well, this is what you're hoping for, but this is just the first step, it's still a very long journey that we have to go through. Laila must be more active in order to graduate soon. And sister can announce our marriage in front of the world soon." said Fauzi with a smile.

Brak !

Suddenly Hana came and hit the table, so all the students in the Library stared at the source of the sound.

"Basic children do not know themselves ! how dare you hug someone else's fiancee in front of the public." said Hana after breaking the table.

"What does Hana mean ?" tanya Laila, who also stood up to face Hana.

However, the ladder was held by Fauzi, with a signal Fauzi asked Laila to sit back and be calmer so as not to be provoked by emotions because of Hana's treatment.

"Where if you can be invited to talk please sit down and do not make a noise but if otherwise please get out of here !" fauzi said with emphasis.

"You prefer this woman over me ?" hana asked with tears.

"It was your attitude that made me this way" replied Fauzi.

"You ..." said Hana stopped and she stared intently at Laila's face.

"Laila managed to get into class, it was because she studied with me a lot, and you know that. So it's only natural that Laila would be grateful for all of that."

"For the matter of Laila hugging me, it's because the current Laila is so happy. To my knowledge, you are like that too. When you can't express the happy feelings you feel, you'll hug anyone near you" Fauzi said.

"That's different Fauzi, who is he so he casually hugs you in front of the students who are here ?" asked Hana who still did not accept Fauzi's words.

"Who is Bima then ? who were you hugging when I was elected the chairman of BEM at the time ?" ask Fauzi.

"That's different ! Bima is my best friend and also your best friend." replied Hana.

"Laila's not my best friend !" answer Hana.

"But Laila is my legal wife !" inner Fauzi.

"Is Bima your best friend ? or is Bima my best friend ? Then is Andrian also my best friend ?" ask Fauzi.

Hana was silent when Fauzi mentioned the name Andrian, his best friend since the bench of Junior High until now.

"Hana please sit down or you can leave this place." said Fauzi.

"I don't want to do it." replied Hana.

"Ok, then do what you want to do here" replied Fauzi while tidying up the equipment and also pulling Laila's hand.

The two passed by leaving Hana who was still standing like a statue, seeing the reaction made by her fiance.

Hana looked at the back of Fauzi and Laila who joined hands leaving her, without caring about her current feelings.

Hana's tears dripped, her heartache she could no longer hide. He shouted with all his might to vent his feelings at this moment.

While the students in the library can only be silent, without daring to do anything for Hana and Fauzi.

Some feel sorry for the fate experienced by Hana, some support Fauzi because of Hana's outrageous attitude towards Fauzi and Laila.

" What do you see ?" hana asked as Nia noticed that many eyes were looking at her.

All of them then did activities that had been delayed, because they saw the incident in front of their eyes.

Hana got up while wiping her tears. And leave the place immediately.

"Just wait for my revenge from Laila, you can't be told in a good way, then I'll tell you in a different way" Hana said in her heart as she continued.

While Fauzi and Laila head to the cafeteria to celebrate the Laila class hike with Anggi and the others.

Fauzi treat Laila's best friend who will soon become Laila's younger classmate.

"Everyone please message whatever it is, Laila will treat us all, this is to celebrate the Laila class increase earlier than us."

"From tomorrow Laila will be our upperclassman. He will sit in the second grade" said Anggi gave happy news to his friends.

"Congratulations Laila and thank you for the treat" they said with her comp.

"Yes Laila, congratulations. If I had known that studying with the BEM leader could have gone to class soon, I would not have refused your invitation to study and study with Mr. Fauzi."

"If only I followed your advice and steps I would have gone up to class faster like you, even though my grades were not as good as yours" Anggi said.

"It's never too late to learn, and we'll still learn as we always do, Mr. Fauzi will guide me as he finishes his script." laila replied with a smile looking at her best friend's face.

Then they enjoyed the dishes they ordered while joking. Fauzi smiled happily at the look on the face of the wife who was beaming to see and hear jokes and laughter from her friends.