Me Vs Flocking Mommy

Chapter 8. Lied

“Ella, you don't why-why did ‘kan last night? Your mother kept calling me,” asked Maira, Ella's classmate.

“I'm fine, kok.” Ella tidied her hair that was messy in the wind, with her fingers flattened.

“Truly nothing? Your mother also repeatedly called me,” timpal Naya. Ella just nodded her head which felt a little dizzy.

“You've got another problem, huh? You don't fight with your mother, do you?” Maira's investigation is still curious. Ella looked up to hear the question from Maira.

“La, if there is any story with us. Perhaps we can help,” Maira said again.

“Yes, nih. Your face is also very pale. You're sick again, huh?” timpal Naya's.

“Chill, gaes. I'm okay, really. Just a lack of sleep. Yesterday I missed my late father and came home late without telling my mom,” to Ella.

Maira and Naya looked at each other. Last night they heard for themselves from Ella's mother that the girl was not seen in her grave. They also felt that there was something Ella kept in meetings.

“We go to class, yuk. I think the bell broke in again,” invite Ella to shift the story. The three of them then walked down the corridor of the school towards the classroom.

“Ugh!” Ella slowed her pace. Suddenly he felt very dizzy. His body was like floating in the air. “Why does my stomach hurt too, huh?” muttered the young girl. He kept trying to walk towards the classroom with a stagger. “Ah, I just remembered. I haven't eaten anything since last night,” muttered Ella.

The girl glanced at her phone to look at the clock. “There is still time before the bell rings. I had breakfast in the canteen, deh,” Ella told herself.

“What did you say?” Naya who was walking in front of Ella turned around, when she heard Ella muttering.

“I suddenly want to eat bakwan in the cafeteria,” Ella said.

“I want to too. Use pecel seasoning makin joss. But save the bag first to class, let it not be heavy,” said Naya. Maira agreed.

The three students entered the XI class IPA 1 to store bags. Ella reached into her pocket, looking for the money sheet, to buy breakfast in the cafeteria. The look on his face changed. The beautiful teenager then stirred the entire bag, looking for the rupiah.

“Wire! I forgot! The money I used to pay for the motorcycle last night,” inner Ella panicked.

The tring! The bell went in. Students are entering the class.

“Yeah, the bells are sounding. Later just after the break to the canteen,” said Naya.

“Fyuh, thank goodness.” Ella breathed a sigh of relief.

The first lesson is mathematics. Classes were very crowded, because they were hit by impromptu repetitions. An hour and a half passed, very short by the students.

The class is back boisterous. Master remained in his stance. The results were immediately checked together. The students put on a careless face, when Mr. Teacher wrote a retorted answer on the blackboard. They can only surrender to fate, because the answers on the blackboard are far different from those they write on the paper.

“You can rest for a while, until the next lesson hour. Remember, the semester exam is only two months away,” said Mr. Teacher.

“Good, Sir,” replied the whole student.

“Azura Auristella, you follow me to the office,” orders Mr. Teacher.

Ella was surprised to hear that. The boy was rarely called into the teacher's room. With a spread of heart, Ella followed the steps of Master to the office.

“Ella, what's the problem with you today?” ask the teacher when he gets to the office.

Ella looked at Master with a confused face. “I have no problem, Sir,” replied Ella.

“Do you know? Your lowest result today in class. How could it be rank one in the class, it could be that bad? You do not want to compare, but your other friends can still get fifty and above,” explained Mr. Guru at length.

Ella lowered her head, holding back the cries. “I'm sorry, Sir,” said Ella Lirih.

The teacher sighed. “Nak, I do not want to hear your apology, but know your situation,” said Mr. Guru. “Are you sick? Or is there a problem?” continued.

“I have no problem, sir. Just not healthy,” replied Ella. Master immediately trusted Ella's words. Because, the smart girl's face looks very pale.

“You want to go home? Rest at home. Later Mr. who will allow you to other teachers,” suggested Mr. Teacher.

Ella immediately looked at the faces of her mother and Albert. Since yesterday he was lazy to be at home, because he avoided both people. “Not done, Sir. I rest in UKS only,” subtly push Ella.

“You sure? If it is not strong, I will call your mother.” The man pulled the phone out of his pocket.

“Do not, Sir. I really am okay, really. Just need a break. I don't want to worry Mama,” Ella said.

“Good. Then later Bpak ask PMR officers who picket today, make sweet tea for you. Rest until your body condition improves,” said Mr. Guru.

“Good, Sir. Thank you.” Ella also rested in the UKS room during the second lesson hour. Suddenly Naya and Maira came over with anxious faces.

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