Me Vs Flocking Mommy

Chapter 39. Cannot Be Independent

"Ciye ... Who the hell, La? Early in the morning it was already diapelin aja," seduced Naya, when Ella returned to class.

"Hadee.. Whatan, anyway? Just not important." Ella snorted in annoyance and put on a sour face.

"It doesn't matter, but how come dateng mulu? " Naya kept teasing her classmate.

"Ella is horrified, here. He'd rather be a grown-up guy than a high school guy here" Imelda said.

"You guys are altitude. Al was just my package book missing in his car" Ella said as she held up her package book aloft.

"Oh, so his name is Al?" Imelda and Naya are together. "Cock your book can miss in his car?" naya said with a wicked smile.

"Campus! I got it wrong" Ella said in her heart. "Yes, yesterday I didn't intentionally miss it. Here, for you guys." Ella quickly switched stories and placed a plastic bag filled with cookies on her desk.

"Oh Mel, Naya ... Don't discuss it again. Look, Ella's lips are seven centimeters thick" Maira said. He had just returned from the teacher's room to pick up the absent book.

"His son of a seven centimeter manyun? Kayak duck, dong?" ella replied with an annoyed face but also laughed. "Gaes, there's cake. You guys want to?" ella in the middle of class.

"Kok you never eat what he brought, anyway?" ask Maira curiously.

"No interest" replied Ella briefly. He was busy handing out cakes to his classmates, until the plastic bag was clean.

Maira, Naya and Imelda just stared at Ella in surprise. They're getting curious, what Ella's relationship with the guy really is.

"La, btw earlier you were called Miss Elya. He said a break would be waiting in his room" said Maira conveying a message from her teacher.

"Wad. What's up, huh?"

"Not knowing either. Ms. Elya didn't say that before" said Maira.

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The first break. Ella walked down the school corridor leading to the teacher's room. His heart is beating fast. He was rarely called to the teacher's room, except to pick up absent books and deliver errands.

"Excuse me, good morning, ma'am. Did Mom call me?" Ella stood in front of the roomab Bu Elya.

"Oh, Ella. Here in." Ella's homeroom teacher waved to her.

"Well, Mom," Ella said. He sat down before his teacher.

"There's something I want to ask you. Are you still interested in attending high school pharmacy?" Miss Elya asked with a serious face.

"Yes, Mom. Still," replied Ella. Ella's been dreaming of becoming a pharmacist ever since her dad got sick. All existing drugs can not cure the disease of the papa. He was also interested in researching it.

"So gini, La. The competition to get in there is tough. But those interested are not just you."

Ms. Elya hung up her sentence for a moment to receive a call. Ella's heart was agitated waiting for the continuation of the sentence her homeroom teacher.

"Good, Mom. I understand" Ella said.

"Mother listen, lately your value has greatly decreased. If your grade continues, this scholarship may be given to other students," continued the Biology teacher.

Gulp, Ella snatched her saliva. The third grade High School student looked at Bu Elya sadly. If he doesn't get that scholarship, he'll have a hard time paying for his college.

"It doesn't mean I'm mean to be cruel to you. But in the midst of this kind of competition, all students deserve equal opportunities, right?" said Ms. Elya.

"Right, Mom," Ella replied.

The teenager took a long breath. Over the past few weeks, he's been too focused on Albert and his mother's problems. He is negligent of his goals and goals in the future.

"Well, why do I keep thinking about Albert? Does he have any desire to cancel his plans? I better focus on my own future" Ella murmured inwardly.

"You should know, to get into the pharmacy that is seen not only chemical value. But all science lessons. I understand you've always excelled at chemistry. But another lesson Don't forget," advised Miss Elya to her protege. "Mom sure you can. Stay upbeat," he added.

"Good, Mom. Thank ye. I'll learn more" Ella said.

"Oh yes, one more. Your tuition this month why hasn't it been paid?" ask Miss Elya. Ella's eyes were round when she heard it. He forgot about the very important school money issue.

"If you have trouble just say it. Half of your tuition is already paid through scholarships. But by the end of the exam, everything must be paid off, yes."

"Good, Mom. I will soon be paid off."

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Ella walked into the classroom with shaky steps. "But the tuition was given by my mother a week ago. Did I just use that, the money?"

Ella is desperate to live independently. But again he was struck by the fact that he was not ready to live without the support of his mother.

"No. I'll keep that money. If I survive a few more weeks at the cafe, then I can pay the tuition. I also need to get that scholarship. So I don't always depend on Al." The ego regains itself.

"La, why daydream here?" reprimand Daniel who brought a stack of history books from the library.

"Well, that's okay" Ella replied.

"You crying? What's the problem again?" ask Daniel to worry.

"No problem, really. Let's go to class. Soon a repetition of Indonesian," said Ella while painting a smile on her face.

"It's true you have a problem" Daniel said. "You forgot? Are our classes different?"

(Connected)