My Love is Wrong Room

Chapter 6. Exam Committee

School accreditation is over and everyone can breathe a sigh of relief. Although they do not know what school will get the grades later, but at least they have worked hard and tried their best all along.

If the value problem let the assessor take care of. After all years ago Rara school always got an A, so this year if you can not A+ yes most A again.

When everyone can breathe a sigh of relief Rara still has to be busy working in the affairs of the committee to the committee.

Given the group became a coagulated group during accreditation yesterday then. Now Mahmud Abbas is again paired with Kamal as chairman and secretary of the odd semester exam committee which will be held by the school in two weeks.

"Ra, make the exam card the same room plan. This format is already in the flash," said Kamal while handing a small blue object on Rara's desk.

"Yesterday you told me to make a plan, now tell me to make a plan again," he said to Kamal.

"Yet yesterday the floor plan to remove Ra. Not accidentally flash got a virus so the file can not be opened."

"That's the father, the flash has expired is still in use. So change the new one, sir. Let me not work twice."

"Yes, if you don't want to make a card, let me. Instead now you're making the same supervisor schedule the exam?" Kamal.

Instantly Rara was speechless hearing kamal's words, which she herself already knew for sure which of the two occupations was heavier.

"Like you, I ngikut," said Rara finally.

"My dear love is still your protest Ra, later I will tell you to work alone if not obedient."

"If you tell me to work alone later my father's salary is also cut," threatened Rara.

"Just calm. Not just a pay cut. In fact I love all my salary for you as long as you want to be my affair," said Kamal who made Rara round her eyes perfectly.

"So, my dad did, by the way, not filter yet."

"Joking Ra, be kidding," Kamal said with a deep smile.

Makes Rara smile wryly.

Maybe something like that doesn't happen in my life. Jdi pelakor in the household of the amit-amit deh, Inner Rara.

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Rara had just finished printing the cards and the exam plan she had been working on a few days ago, when Wakesek called her.

"What's up, sir?"

"You're going to class, aren't you, Ra?" Kamal asked, "I ask you to please give this grid to the children of OSIS, ask them to copy two copies. When you're done put it on my table again!" The math teacher orders XII's class.

"Where are you going?" rara asked, Because as she remembered this afternoon Kamal had no class schedule.

"I'm going to go for a minute. I have business to finish."

"Oh..."

"Please, Ra!" Pinta Kamal again.

But just as Rara walked a few steps, Kamal's voice called out to her again, making her turn to the man.

"moreover sir?"

"Don't forget to come home from school you come with me to send the questions to the photocopy. Because our photocopiers can not be used in large quantities."

"Open you want to go to the same copy of Bu Septi."

Because as far as Rara knows, yesterday Kamal signed the same agreement with Bu Septi, the school treasurer and test treasurer to deliver the matter to the photocopian. The reason is clear so that administrative affairs can run smoothly and not complicated.

"Not so, because Bu Septi got sick so he got a quick home today. That's why I am confident you. You can, right? And I don't accept rejection" Kamal said.

If you have got an answer like that, inevitably Rara must want to go alone with Kamal.

In addition to his sense of responsibility and indeed his duty. Kamal had always been good to Rara, the man always taught Rara every time she had a subject matter that she could not.

So the impression is that Rara does not know herself very well if she turns to Kamal's request to accompany the man to a copy place not far from their school.

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Rara is still busy playing with Ali in the living room. Last afternoon Rangga came to buy a new game for the nephew, which is a train complete with rails and carriages.

Now the boy was excited to the point of incessantly asking Rara to play him.

Rara is just fine, okay to play with Ali if he is not busy.

"Ma, how is this?" Asked the boy as he had difficulty in stringing the railway.

Rara painstakingly taught her son how to connect one rail to another so that it forms a full circle.

"This, for Al's freight train, you take gravel stones in the backyard to be lifted the same car later," said Rara while showing the train car that is not closed.

Meng yes mama's words, Ali went to the backyard to pick up the gravel stone in front of the kitchen terrace.

Not long after the boy came back again with small, smooth white stones. Not even forget Rara's son has washed the stone so as not to dirty the toys and the floor of his house.

"Ma, this is Mama's, Ali's group here. Later mama who input into the carriage yes ma, if my crete pass in front of mama," said the boy while handing a few stones in front of Rara.

Rara nodded in agreement with the request of the son.

While he was cool playing Mobile Rara who was on the table rang, indicating if there was a phone coming in.

"Mom have a phone!" Said the 5-year-old boy whose face was very similar to Adam's telling, while handing the HP to Rara.

"Love," replied Rara while taking HP from her son's hand.

Rara looked at the phone screen to find out who called her.

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