Love My Teacher's
16
After the bell entered the break rang all the students immediately went back into the classroom after going to the canteen to fill the stomach. However, now Ziara is still in the toilet waiting for Shasa who is urinating.
"Ah was relieved at last," Shasa said as she opened the door which Ziara greeted directly at the door.
"Sha, let's sneak into class. Bell entered from earlier, surely Mr. Fathan was already in class. You know, Mr. Fathan is the most punctual teacher just in time, he just went straight to class," said Ziara a little worried if Fathan would punish him for being late in the class.
"Yes, Ra. But you calm down, Mr. Fathan has now changed well with you, the evidence yesterday anterin you back, cie."
"Nothing you."
"Jude, let's run." Shasa pulled Ziara to run in the deserted corridor.
They paused next to the classroom door to catch their breath.
"Assalamualaikum," the greetings of Ziara and Shasa simultaneously stood in the doorway.
Serempak Fathan and the pupil turned towards the door. "Waalaikumsalam," answered everything compactly.
"Sorry, Sir. We're late from the toilet first" Shasa explained.
"Yes, not papa. Yes, you have sat down quickly" replied Fathan, who had no intention of getting angry because he had not yet begun teaching.
They hurriedly entered and sat down on the seats of the two of them.
"Please collect yesterday's assignment from me on the table, I want to directly check one-on-one," Fathan ordered while opening the absence of class XII Ips - 6.
"Good, sir."
The students who had done the ardent task of gathering their tasks, including Ziara who was now taking her English assignment book in a bag.
"Nothing?" Ziara immediately panicked when she did not find her taskbook. Though he was sure this morning Shasa had given it back and he kept it in a bag. "Sha, my English book you gave me, right?" he asked Shasa who had compiled the book just now.
"Well, isn't it in your bag?" ask Shasa back.
"Nothing, Sha. How dong," Ziara replied in a panic.
"Try me to look in my bag." Shasa also took out all the books in his bag. "Nothing, Ra?" he showed me all his books.
"Duh, how's dong, Sha. How can you say yah?"
"Don't take it with Melani, look at it. Isn't he afraid of being able to cope with the task?"
"We have no proof, Sha. Fear of being slanderous."
"Keep how dong."
"I don't know, Sha. To rewrite it is impossible, there is no problem."
"I'll take my book again, Ra."
"That made Mr. Fathan angry, Sha."
Ziara scowled her nose. His head felt so heavy, he was dizzy what now? If Fathan finds out he's not collecting a task, he'll be outraged.
Before checking in one by one, Fathan counted all the student books to make sure they were all collecting assignments. "Well, what is less than one? Who doesn't collect?" her tanyanya made Ziara jump in shock.
Ziara was afraid to be honest, but even if he wasn't honest Fathan would know. "I, sir," he answered, raising his right hand.
Ziara became the center of attention.
"Why don't you get a job from me, Ziara?" fathan asked in disbelief because normally Ziara did not collect the task.
"I'm working, sir. But my book is gone, somewhere."
"Are you sure you're missing?"
Ziara nodded confidently. "Yes, Sir. I'm sure because this morning there's still the book."
"Relatedly lost? It's just alesan!" sindir Melani corners Ziara so that Fathan does not believe Ziara's words.
"You don't lie to me Ziara. Again I ask, are you doing it or not?" ask Fathan firmly.
"I'm not lying, sir. I've been working on it, you can ask Shasa same Melani and Kirana, they saw this morning I was checking on the task."
"What the hell bring my name, if you want to lie don't have to jump around!" melani protest not accepted.
"You know, don't believe it, sir," replied Kirana who agreed with Melani.
"If you're wrong, you're wrong. Don't look for excuses!" fathan's anger is only in his words. However, he actually trusted Ziara very much. Because he knew very well, Ziara was a student who was diligent in doing the task.
"Then this is how I can't give you value" continued Fathan making Ziara gasp in shock.
Both of Ziara's eyeballs began to water. He does not accept if he does not get a grade, after what he was willing to sleep late at night for doing this task. Right now he just wants Fathan to help him figure out who the guy who took the book is.
"Now you're out of class" Fathan ordered without turning his head.
Ziara's tears fell because of the heartache. Though he really hopes Fathan can believe it, and sure even though Fathan does not like it but Fathan is a good teacher. But now what? Fathan destroyed his hopes.
Melani smiled in oblique manner. "Hoo!" she was followed by her classmates.
Ziara was trembling more and more at the cheers from her classmates. He's not a liar! His heart grew even more sick when he saw Fathan just silent not to break this commotion.
"Bas on a liar!"
"Drama winter!"
"Let's defend ya from Mr. Fathan!"
"Haha, but not at all in martial!"
"Haha!"
Ziara immediately stood up boldly as her patience was up. He wouldn't let them shout at him as a liar. "I'M NOT A LIAR!" it's on everyone.
"It's up to you to tell me what, but I'll make it clear I'm not a liar!" with broken feelings. "I'll get out of here, if you believe me." He slightly raised his face as his tears were about to fall.
"I've been quiet for a long time, sir. Patience with the same attitude of my evil father. But now I can not stand the same attitude of the Father who has been outrageous! Why do you like to make me ashamed in front of all these High School students? " he continued, the more he could not hold back his crying.
"From the beginning I want to know what the hell I've done wrong, why do you hate me so much?" Ziara sat back down while wiping away her tears that kept flowing. He tried to calm himself down.
"Zeco." Shasa stroked Ziara's shoulders gently, he could not bear to see Ziara being treated like this by everyone but he could do nothing to defend Ziara.
"Follow me to bk's room now."
"HUH!" All the disciples were shocked to hear Fathan Baeusan telling Ziara to Bk. However, Melani and her circle were very happy. He was sure Ziara would get punished.
Ziara immediately stopped crying, to be honest he was very afraid if he was told to go to room Bk. He was afraid that teacher Bk would tell him to take the parents to school.
"Now," repeated Fathan walking out first.
Ziara stood up and walked over hesitantly.
"Basic huuu!"
"Mampos!"
"Haha!"
They shouted at Ziara after coming out of the classroom.
Ziara walked slowly following Fathan from behind. His steps stopped, as Fathan halted his steps in front of his room.
Fathan turned around then looked at Ziara. "Get in" said he and opened the door, entering first.
Not thinking long Ziara entered Fathan's room.
"Sit down," asked Fathan who was already seated when Ziara had just closed the door.
Ziara sat on a chair and now they were facing each other only at the table.
Fathan took a tissue from the table. "Don't cry, wipe away your tears." He gave it to Ziara.
'Forgive me Ziara, sorry. Right now I can't defend you in front of everyone.' His mind feels very guilty.
'But I promise you, I will be the best person for you even if the time is not now.'
Ziara took it, then wiped her tears while looking down.
"I don't mean to make you cry, I'm sorry to hurt you."
"I told you to drop out of class so you could rework the work outside, not to say anything else."
Ziara looked up straight away, so he had misunderstood Fathan?
Fathan turned his gaze to the right side precisely to the pile of books. Then, he took out a new notebook then put it on the table and shifted it in front of Ziara. "Replace my work" he said as he picked up his pen and placed it on top of the book.
Not only that, Fathan also took his phone which was in the charger and gave it to Ziara.
Ziara stared at the phone, confused and hesitant to pick it up.
"The problem is only in the phone, so you can use my phone to rewrite the problem and you can find the answer on the internet if there is a difficult problem," obviously Fathan made Ziara in shock.
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