Mr. Tentaraku

Chapter 90: Students of Class VIII d

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I had reached the school gate, parked the motorbike in the school parking lot, then walked to the main office doing finger prints.

“Thank you.. asih” said finger print after I gave you my thumbprint.

I walked to the office where all the honorary teachers were gathered, I put the bag on the table then took a chair and sat on the terrace of the office.

“New me who came” murmured me sitting alone on the terrace.

A few minutes later came Juli and Said.

“New alone coming?” said Mr. Said who took a chair and sat in front of me, as well as the mother of July who took a chair and sat beside me.

“Iya nih, I think it's too late so hurry up just gone, you know - know here there are no people”

“Iya tuh, this guy must have come 5 minutes before bel”

“Because even if there is no one like today” I said a little laugh.

Kriy… the first hour bell has rung all students or students who have come running into the classroom each waiting for the teacher who will come and students or students who are late to come will receive punishment as usual.

“There is no first hour of the deck?” ask Juli to me.

“Let's a second hour just in bu” I replied.

“Oh same ya” reply bu July.

“Haii” greet bu Fizza who walked towards us, he brought some plastic bags in his hands.

“What is ey?” my eyes were fixed on the plastic bag he was carrying.

“What else if not fruit to merujak” replied bu Juli who already understand the habits of bu Fizza “oh yes the roof deck inside yes, already brother makein”

“Hmm even though at home there are mangoes, Kanza does not know that today is you guys”

“Take my dear”

“There's my darling hour”

“Yah... is fine - what tomorrow - tomorrow we refer again. Bring yes mango sweet” Bu Fizza very - very loving fruit - buahan he can not in the least hear the words - the word fruit - buahan. It felt as if his saliva was falling down.

“Iya tomorrow - tomorrow grandpa take ya”

“Hust dong” says bu Fizza laughs loosely.

No time had passed, the second hour bell had rung. Me and a few other teachers went into the class. I walked to class VIII d which was at the end of the main office.

“Assalamualaikum” I walked into the room.

“Bersiaaaap grak” said the class president ordered all students and students of class VIII D to wake up.

All the students and students got up and stood up from their seats.

“Hormaaat grak” class president orders again make a salute with his right hand “Assalamualaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh” they said simultaneously.

“Waalaikumsalam warahmatullahi wabarakatuh”. The class leader ordered all students and students to sit back in their seats.

After they sat down, all students or students chatted with each other, the classroom atmosphere was so noisy it looked exactly like the market.

“You are why it is noisy, there is a teacher right in front of”, said I who sat in the teacher's chair.

None of them ignored me.

“You want to learn?, if you don't want to learn you can choose you guys who come out or me who come out of this class” said my face looks very angry, my voice is so loud heard. Some of them choose to be quiet.

“Haii silent lah” shouted one of the students.

“Just get him bu” said another student.

“What I said earlier, if it is still a storm like this you can choose those of you who are out of this class or I will come out” I said once again.

“Bu don't come out ma'am. We want to learn. They were the only ones who came out” exclaimed Masyitah who pointed towards some students who were still noisily.

“Alright please Grace, Dani and Hamdan you guys today can study outside” I pointed towards the door.

“What the hell is this mother a little bit - a little out” Grace got up from her seat and walked out, her face looks so angry “anjing” said when passing me, her eyes fixed on me.

“Hei wait” I stopped footsteps Grace “you said what just now, try you re-”

“Gak bu”

“So want what” mom said Grace challenged me.

“Please yes I am your teacher, it is not appropriate for you to speak like that for me” I said trying to advise him. All the students and students were silent and focused forward looking at Grace. “You know the teacher at the school is the same as your mother or father at home” connect me again, I try to keep my emotions.

“Sorry mom I don't want to have a stepmom”

“Astagfirullah…. It is up to you Grace, from today you no longer have to study with me. If my lesson is you I allow no need to enter”

“I also don't want to go to mother's lessons. Basic mom Dog”

“Thank you Grace for your insults. Now you go to BK”

“For what” Grace is still pitting mouth with me, it's not going out at all.

I called Miss Dewi and Miss Susi who became a BK teacher at my place to teach.

Telephone

I

Assalamualaikum bu Dewi's

Bu Goddess

Yes waalaikumsalam, why Za ma'am?

I

Please this ma'am I can't teach Mercy student VIII D, maybe with mom she can study well.

Bu Goddess

Okay, now I'm there to pick him up

I turned off the phone.

“Mother why call another teacher, mom can't stand against me mom? So mom don't be small - small so guru” ledek Grace laughed at me he still stands in front of me. “Small - small so guru”

A few minutes later Miss Dewi has arrived at the class I teach.

“Assalamualaikum, which one is Grace Aulia?” He stood in front of the door.

“I am mom, why?” Answer Grace out loud.

“Oh you, come here you”

“Why ma'am? Her friend's mother the Dog's mother” she walked closer to the Goddess mother her eyes still glanced sharply at my face.

Baaam... bu Dewi slapped her face Grace “why is your mouth like that?” He forced Grace into his arm. Grace did not accept with the slap of the Goddess bu floating on his face, he tried to push the Goddess bu to make the Goddess bu fall to the ground. Grace immediately ran after pushing the Goddess's mother.

“Bu” called me to run to the Goddess ma'am, all students and students of class VIII D followed me out of class. I helped the Goddess to stand up. “Bu... It's okay - what do you do make sure. I led Miss Dewi to the main office not far from the existence of class VIII D.

“Yes Allah the boy did not think I” said bu Dewi limped - tatih.

Arriving at the main office, all teachers see the state of the Goddess ma'am.

“Why bu” ask bu Remi. He helped me lead the Goddess. Lady Dewi sat on the long chair.

“So I was teaching in class VIII D bu” all the teachers came to us, wanted to hear what really happened. “So first I entered all the students and students on the storm, keep me talking. If they don't shut up, I say you guys are out or I am out of this class”.

“So bu?” Ask mom Remi curious.

“So some students and schoolgirls have been in silence, stay 3 of these students, Grace Aulia, Dani and Hamdan, I tell out the three of them. The Grace stood up and wanted to come out and walk past me, she said I was a dog and looked at me. I reprimand bla bla bla. He did not accept my advice, I kept thinking to call Miss Dewi. Surname the Goddess ma'am there”

“Iya until I was there turned out the mouth of the Grace was so mother - mother, my emotions. I slap him I want to drag him to take me to Bk's room. But he pushed me to fall”

“Ya Allah..” said mauli bu “I did not expect any student like that”

“Wali class VIII D who ya” ask bu Dewi who has returned fresh.

“Bu Darmi if not wrong” replied bu Remi.

“Bu Kanza, eum Bu Darmi mana” bu Dewi celingak celinguk looking for the existence of bu Darmi in the society of mothers - mothers.

“In class it seems, but I try to call first” said ma Remi then call bu Darmi.

“Bu, please say the same bu Darmi to BK room. Let bu Kanza come with me first” me and bu Dewi walk to room BK.

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