Me Vs Flocking Mommy

Chapter 68. Scholarship

The deg! The deg! The deg! Albert touched his chest that was pounding. "Are my feelings, or is Ella's face shining, huh? His lips also looked more moist and red," Albert's inner voice as he adjusted his breathing.

The man's tail followed Ella's footsteps leading to the school gate. His body which has a height of 154 cm it looks skinny, compared to his friends. Her skin was pure white and her hair was somewhat brown, making many people think that she was of mixed blood.

When compared to the other students, Ella's look seemed very simple. Uniforms that began to fade in color, school bags and shoes that were more than two years old, as well as faces that were covered in thin powder. Unlike the other students who wear mentheng accessories and make up is thick enough for students.

"Ah, is it natural? She must have entered puberty, and began to understand make up and skin care," said Albert trying to calm his disheveled heart.

The man looked at his palm that had been used to hold Ella's hand. "His hands are tiny and soft, huh? Very different from Ghina's hands that have been used to work hard since adolescence," inner Albert.

"Ah, what do I think, anyway? She's my daughter." The man turned his wheel, leaving the place.

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"Ughh! Ella beg*! Why did you say that, anyway? Shame yourself, right?" Ella lamented her mistake."Anyway, there are no couples who are not that. One of the goals of marriage is to justify the activity," he said to himself.

Ella doesn't know how she feels now. Difficult to describe. Shy, hollow, wounded, all mixed into one.

"Mkc... Be stuck. Why do you keep thinking about him? It's no use." Ella walked to class, while carrying the provisions given by Albert earlier.

"Oi, Miss Azura. Look ahead, dong. You almost hit me," said the class leader, who was standing right in front of Ella.

"Oh, Surya? Excuse me. But what did you bring?" ask Ella.

"Oh, here. Today Ms. Tresna did not come, so our class was told to do the painting. This is the equipment you have brought," said Surya while lifting the large box.

"Well, yell," said Ella.

"But why is your face red? Are you feverish? Don't faint again, you know," said Surya.

"I'm okay, really," Ella replied. But his heart was beating fast. He knew very well why his face was flushed. The shadow of the young man had instantly flashed inside his head.

"Hey, La. You just came? It was sought after by Mother Treasurer you know," said Imelda.

"Eh, why? Did I pay for it this month?" said Ella. After storing her bags and supplies, Ella rushed to the school's treasurer's room.

"Oh, you're Azura Auristella from XII IPA 1, right?" mother of the Treasurer.

"Yes, Mom."

"Have you been summoned by the vice principal?"

"Yet? What's wrong, Mom?" asked Ella with a cautious heart.

"After yesterday's committee meeting, everyone agreed that your scholarship money was revoked. Because your value has recently dropped further. So starting next month you have to pay SPP money and practicum money in full" explained Bu Bendahara.

"That's it, Mom. Alright. It's okay" Ella replied trying to smile amid her sadness.

"I just want to say that. You can go back to class" said Treasurer Ma'am.

"Good, Mom. Thank you." Thank you."

Ella who was about to step awayx suddenly stopped her footsteps. At a glance, Ella's eyes caught a piece of notice paper taped near the chamber of the treasurer. There are several scholarship announcements. One of them was the Pharmaceutical High School, the place he wanted to go to.

"Scholarship? Well, it's not time for the scholarship announcement yet, is it?" His two eyeballs explored the name written on the paper carefully. "My name doesn't exist. Though I've already signed up," Ella's inner self is getting sadder.

"Sorry, Mom. Is this announcement final?" ella asked, hoping for a miracle.

"Yes, you can read for yourself, right?" Replied the Treasurer with a stern.

"Pardon-sorry, Mom. Then excuse me" said Ella.

The students really lost their spirit. After he learned to sincerely release the loved ones, only his ideals were the encouragement of his days. Then now? Everything was lost, because of his own stupid behavior.

"Here you go, don't mess with guys anymore. Nothing will change even though I lament the nasob every day. It's time for me to shape the future" Ella said, wiping her tears. His footsteps were so firm and steady, heading to class.

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