My Hidden Detective's

Chapter 23

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It has been a few days since Sandra persuaded Jihan to go to YK's foundation so that Jihan's mental state could be more stable and slowly recover. Sandra was already trying her best to keep Jihan's life going and slowly returning to normal.

Until now Jihan is still not in school, she still needs time to catch herself?

Pampered? the lebai?

Don't say that, it's natural, the rape victim had a strong mental illness. Is there a rape victim who could haha hihi in the morning? Especially for a good kid like Jihan. He's wounded.

He needed time to come to terms with himself, before coming to terms with this world.

But ...

Finally, with Sandra's daily efforts, Jihan agrees to start a new chapter by visiting the foundation for the first time, and she will blend in with the crowd since the heartbreaking incident.

Sandra was very happy, she was so happy, the schedule of visits later in the afternoon, but Sandra was happy from this morning.

He even still remained calm when he had just dropped out of the 12th grade IPA 6, which is not to be asked, his behavior is almost the same as IPA 5, The brothers, his class habits are not much different, indeed, it's not wrong they're called bestie class.

Sandra was sitting at her desk, looking at the cute pr of her students, whose answers were obvious, ambiguous.

"Where can they answer using Newton's law when it is clearly a matter of algebraic division? Wanna wonder, but this is IPA 6, fortunately other fields they are good at."

Sandra understood that all children have talent in their own fields, because Sandra never said rude things, for example saying her students were stupid.

"Mom Sandra, called the principal." A teacher sends a message from the principal. "Say now Ma'am." Added.

"Oh yeah, I'm there now." Sandra heeded the order, she closed the pr book of her students, and prepared to head for the headmaster's room.

Sandra walked alone in the quiet corridor, the pupils were busy learning, and the teacher on duty was busy teaching.

This loneliness made Sandra recall the fact she discovered last week.

The letter and the tape.

Both of them are still well kept, he still collects other evidence so that his report can be accurate and can not be denied again, until his uncle and aunt can get the appropriate punishment.

Sandra is still trying to gather a lot of evidence in her own way. Ah, Sandra is still keeping this secret alone, neither Hainry nor YK knew about it, only Rafael knew because he was there when Sandra found the evidence.

Without him noticing, the thought weighing on his head had already taken up a lot of time and attention, until he was not aware he was already in front of the principal's room.

*Tok tock

"This is Sandra Sir, Maths Teacher." Sandra said after she knocked on the door politely.

Before long, the door was already open, the headmaster himself welcomed Sandra. She smiled and asked Sandra to come in.

"Come please sit down. Oh yes, introduce, this is Mr. Agam, he will be one of the regular fund contributors at this school. Well Mr. Agam, this is Sandra, an ambitious and fair math teacher." The headmaster introduced a guest who seemed to be very important considering the principal treated him so kindly and respectfully.

"Sandra sir, nice to meet you." Sandra stretched out her hand, asking to shake hands as a courtesy. As a teacher at this school, Sandra knew her rank was clearly below this person.

He is Agam Klaun, Hainry's real father, Agam accidentally did not mention his last name, because he wanted to do some pity towards his future son-in-law.

Agam himself was also very curious, what kind of girl Sandra was to make Hainry crazy and bucin half-dead, even Hainry did not want to glance at other girls, from anywhere.

She's beautiful, this is valid, she's charismatic and looks ambitious. Perfect daughter-in-law and mother criteria, passed the selection stage.

Barin Agam, he smiled proudly in front of Sandra without Sandra herself understanding the intent of this old man.

"I'd like to take a look at this school, can you guide Ms. Sandra's teacher?" Agam asked, he just wanted to get closer to his future son-in-law.

"Okay, please come over here Mr. Agam."

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Agam and Sandra have been walking together, traveling around several places, while Sandra explained the structure of the school, what extracurricular schedules are in this school.

"The flower is very pretty, neatly arranged and very elegant." Agam pointed to a mini flower garden in front of a class, it was IPA class 5, her children's class Sandra.

"Ah this plant is self-grown by my protege, oh yes I am guardian of class 12 IPA 5."

"Oh, are you suggesting this flower?"

"I just give advice, the rest of the children do it, because I like yellow flowers, so they plant more yellow flowers. They are understanding, even if the band is not there a cure."

"Oh." Agam nodded in understanding.

That means in the main house should be planted a lot of yellow flowers. And at the wedding reception, the decoration must use the original yellow flowers. Already recorded.

Inner Agam, he has got the taste of his daughter-in-law flowers, so he will prepare the most beautiful garden to welcome his daughter-in-law later.

"What is the most popular sport in this school?"

"Futsal and basketball, usually futsal and basketball in our school always get ranked one or he every following the race. I hope that volleyball can also excel, even though the students here have the talent of volleyball, but because the coaches, sports halls and volleyball are less famous, many of them move to basketball. I love watching them play volleyball, so can you donate more to Volleyball?" Sandra smiled sweetly, but she just said blatantly to ask for donations.

Whoa! Very frontal and brave, he also likes volleyball. He graduated as a son-in-law, okay should I build a volleyball court in the main house?

Quietly silent for a moment, he pondered, thinking of a thing.

Hainry didn't like one house with me, so I was lonely, to make my daughter-in-law and granddaughter stay in the main house with me, I had to make a volleyball court for them to be at home.

Okay, I'll build it later.

"Excuse me sir? What is my request to be disrespectful?" Sandra asked in a gentle and polite tone.

"No, as advised by Ms. Sandra's teacher, I will contribute a lot to the sport of volleyball, I will also send a talented volleyball coach to train them."

"Oh so? Thank you very much."