My Secret Bodyguard's

Section 9 Maths Tasks

The next morning, at school Andrea looks less excited, because of sleep deprivation all night. The commotion of his classmates did not bother him, engrossed in immersing his face in the hands on the table. She is very sleepy, and only gets in the fog by herself after Ren reminds her of math PR.

"Why not remind me of that?" his protest.

"Am I an alarm?" Ren doesn't want to be blamed.

"I haven't done my job, Ren."

Ren shrugged his shoulders, unwilling to bear it.

Zellina pokes Andrea's back. "Why are you, Say?" ask Zellina. "There's still an tail?" Zellina discussed yesterday's chat in her car.

"What tail?" ask Ren.

"That was Andre yesterday and there were tail, wasn't it, Ndre?"

"You can be quiet, Zel. I'm confused, how is this, I haven't done a math assignment." Andrea perplexity.

“What? Got you, Ndre!" tumben this time Zellina spoke fittingly. Perfect fit to make Andrea's heart more dag dig dug.

“I swear, I forgot that."

"Why the hell? Sleeping again?" ask Ren. Ren looked at Andrea's face that looked pale, tangled, like it had gone around the world.

Andrea shook her head, she looked at the clock on her wrist. Five minutes from the change bell.

"Yesterday something happened and confused me.” Andrea pulled out a math book from the bag.

“What's up?” Ren asked.

“Later the story, love me cheat Ren, fast!” Andrea fumbles on Ren's bag.

Ren pity also saw Andrea if he was punished by Ms. Anis. He immediately took the book from inside the bag.

"Quick, Ren, pity Andrea!" Zellina followed the riot, and it made Andrea even more nervous.

"Wait a minute, this is again taken."

Too bad, some events can not just use fast motion, some use slow motion, to make Andrea relax do the task.

Andrea had not yet copied, the bell had rung. Two seconds later Ms. Anis had already said her greetings from the classroom door.

Andrea suddenly limp, all her joints are not powered.

All the students at the school knew how Bu Anis punished those who did not do homework, sunbathing in the field with a writing as big as a slap that read “ slackers".

Not only that, the cold library was waiting for him to become a picket officer for two consecutive days.

Andrea is most allergic to enter the library room located in the corner of the school. In addition to being humid because it rarely enters sunlight, the room is also said to have become a nest of subtle creatures who want to be smart.

Only Fany felt at home there reading for hours, other students often move quickly if forced to borrow a book. Choose reading outside, or school garden.

Andrea and Ren looked at. They pull the book they are holding together. Of course Ren won, because that's the book.

Without making small talk, Ms. Anis began to pass on. It is like a curse for a name that begins with the letter A, Andrea called the earliest.

With a little groggy, Andrea pointed her finger. "Right, Mom."

Bu Anis looked at him, then spoke, “all bring your PR and work on the front, later we correct together.” He spoke casually, but felt very judgmental when he reached Andrea's ears.

Andrea thought that Ms. Anis had a sixth sense, knowing that she was not doing the job.

"Good, Mom." Andrea was confused too, her book fell down. Ms. Anis went on reserving the others.

“Fuck, apes apeess!” fry Andrea.

"Patience, Ndre." Zellina whispered from behind. "I'll meet the pickets at the library" he continued.

“Oh, yes. Fine, Bu.”

“Just do it directly, because there is.” Ren also whispered, giving Andrea an input. "That's all."

Andrea mendelik, how can directly work, because he has not written. Yesterday he did not have time to write about, the plan wanted to send a photo of the PR to Ren, but last night forgot because of thinking about the Dulale aka Dale, a guy looks but is not visible.

Remember that mysterious guy Andrea got upset. His jaw was tight. His teeth fell.

“For him, I became like this,” hiss Andrea.

“Andrea, what's wrong with you? Don't tell me you haven't done PR!” Ms. Anis is starting to show her fangs. His eyes were round behind his glasses.

The tring! The skewer of the condensation shone in the morning sun that broke through the glass of the classroom window, dazzling.

For some reason, in the era of hijab fluttering like today, Ms. Anis was not moved in the slightest to wear it to look more Muslimah. Ms. Anis still maintains such makeup which, although made elegant, still contrasts somewhat with other female teachers. Even though in certain events she hooded, only the veil attached just like none Jakarta who was contesting.

If the matter of makeup alone Bu Anis consistent, firmness in teaching is also certainly very consistent.

Andrea couldn't do anything more to dodge. He stood up, carrying his math book forward. He had resigned, intending to surrender himself to Bu Anis. Realizing he was wrong, didn't open a single textbook last night.

“Sorry, Mom ... PRnya ...” Andrea opened the book to show to Ms. Anis.

“Why?” Ms. Anis who still holds the absent book saw first Andrea's book, checked it for a while. Glasses lifted.

“You're afraid of being wrong? So let's write on the board, we correct together,” continued Bu Anis, making Andrea dumbfounded. His math assignment was done, but when? His job was completed mysteriously.

Andrea glanced at Ren, Ren looking astonished at the change in Andrea's face.

At first glance Andrea glanced at Zellina who was engrossed in the tip of a pencil. Instantly her heart surged rapidly, as she saw Dale sitting on the empty seat next to Zellina.

Dale waved his hand. Zellina and the rest of the class were cute, because no one saw her.

He really is a genie, inner Andrea while gulping saliva.

"Ekhem ...." Miss Anis coughed.

Andrea quickly picked up the marker, and wrote down her PR on the blackboard with a nervous and anxious mind to find Dale in the class.

Bu Anis and his friends dissected it, examined one by one the questions and answers that were written by Andrea. And, it turns out that everything was wrong.

Ms. Anis tried wisely, Andrea got praise for her efforts on the task. "Wrong or true it depends on our understanding when capturing a lesson, it is okay to lack understanding, what you do not leave is the responsibility when getting a task. Already, you're sitting down, thanks for doing the job."

Andrea was saved from a math PR case that morning, although it should be considered less intelligent in front of her friends.

The matter of the housework was finished, but his heart was agitated, behind him, next to Zellina, sat a figure of astral beings that only he himself saw.

Until the math lesson was over, Dale followed the lesson in an orderly manner. Andrea did not dare to look at her directly, she tried to watch Dale from the glass of the classroom cabinet in front of her, but Dale was nowhere to be seen on the glass.

The children replied, Dale answered, the children wrote Dale along with writing. There is nothing scary about his figure, like most other guys. Only the makeup is different, the school life wear clothes champion, sandals terompah, and headband.

But Andrea remained terrified, her nape and back cooling down even more.

Andrea looks a lot silent, in fact she did not follow the lesson properly. His heart was thin-fisted, and now he had started to feel his head a little dizzy and his stomach suddenly nauseous.

Ms. Anis had already given her regards to leaving the classroom, when Andrea felt her surroundings turning and her head could not be held back from collapsing on the table.

"Now!" Ren called. Some friends approached.

"You take it to the UKS!" ma Anis's orders.

Andrea was floating around, she felt like Dale was carrying her.

Happy reading, wait for the next episode yes, doain more exciting 😁