Substitute Bride (Badboy Pupilku)
Chapter 6 New Activities
Chapter 6 New Activities
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A beam of sunlight penetrated through the gap of the mosquito net until it hit the eyes of a girl who is still faithful struggling with her beautiful dreams.
A smooth white hand felt the nightstand, looking for a jet-black flat rectangular object.
"What time is it?" He muttered, his pair of neutrals were still reluctant to open because drowsiness was still rippling. Then with all his awareness he stared at the mobile phone screen.
"Astagfirulah.. It's half seven." It's already seven." Both of his eyes were rounded instantly.
With all the energy he had, he rushed up and ran towards the bathroom that was outside his room. Stand under a very cold shower with lightning fast.
Wearing black material pants combined with a long-sleeved white shirt and a suit cardigan model. Do not forget the black pantofel shoes with the right of five inches.
His long hair was dyed to make it look neat. Do not forget to apply makeup so that his face looks fresher.
When he finished, he stood at the door of his private room. Spread his eyes to all corners of the room in the house. But lonely, "Where is the child, has he left?" His inner.
Then he passed to the room at the very end, a clean minimalist room with a variety of neatly arranged equipment. Looking for a loaf of bread as a hunger paddler but he was surprised by a more beautiful appearance of a plate of fried rice with a beef-eye egg and a glass of warm chocolate that was no longer warm.
There was a notebook lying next to the plate,
'Don't forget to eat before you leave. When you get home, don't forget to stop shopping. The money I put under the plate'
Curiously, Nara lifted the plate that was in front of her. There's ten red notes in there. Unconsciously made her smile widely.
After sweeping away the food that her husband had prepared, she took her legs out of her house. It turned out that a taxi he booked through an online application was waiting in front. He left, not forgetting to lock the house first.
"To XX High School yes sir" Nara said politely.
"Ready man" replied a middle-aged man sitting in the driver's seat.
Fifteen minutes drive, they arrived in front of a two-story building. He came out of the iron horse that had delivered him, did not forget to give a piece of blue money to the driver.
"Thank you sir" he said, passing by.
"Good morning sir" Sapa Nara politely. When we arrived at the security guard post near the gate.
"For the gnarled, is there anything I can help you with?" Ask a strong-bodied security.
"Sorry sir Kinara is Wardhana's grandfather's grandson, can I meet Mr Indra?" Nara answered kindly.
According to the instructions of my grandfather yesterday. Nara was told to meet Indra, the person in charge of SMA XX.
"Oh.. This neng neng Kinara toh his grandson Mr. Wardhana. I was told the same Mr. Indra. Let's follow me." Tell that security.
By opening a little gate high towering then Nara is welcome to enter the school yard.
Nara walked beside the man in a blue white uniform down the schoolyard with a little chatter to just stale. Until his steps stopped in front of one of the rooms.
"This is the room of Mr. Indra, neng entered by himself yes. I want to go back to the post, afraid that there are students who have missed school." He said politely and passed away leaving Nara alone.
Tok.shock.
"Please enter.." Answer the thin mustachioed man who is still focused on reading the newspaper.
Slowly Nara stepped into the room, her brown netra watching every inch of the room.
The middle-aged man tagged Sasmito stood up and invited the girl in front of him to sit down.
"Can I help you?" Asked the man to open the conversation.
"Meet you sir, I am Kinara the granddaughter of Wardhana's grandfather" Nara replied politely.
"Oh.mbak uh this mother is the grandson of Mr. Wardhana anyway. Sorry I don't recognize you. You are younger than I thought." Sasmito apologized with a slight smile.
With a body that is not too thin, white skin and height of not up to 160 centimeters and babyface look younger than his age. If noticed again, Nara still looks suitable to wear school uniforms.
"I've been told by Mr. Wardhana, if the mother who will be the principal here replaces Mr. Cahyo who retired one month ago." Further.
Again Nara just nodded and smiled kindly.
"Are you ready to join XX High School?" He asked again with his right hand out.
"God willing I am ready sir." Nara answered smiling again. By accepting the man's hand job, he seemed to agree.
"Oia, Miss Kinara instead of S2 majoring in Mathematics education huh?" Ask Sasmito.
"Yes sir" answered Nara.
"May I ask the mother for help." Sasmito made a wish.
"Yes sir, what do you want?" Ask Nara.
"Class XII math teacher is empty ma'am, because her youth is on maternity leave. Can you fill it up until he can go back to teaching." Sasmito said with doubt.
"Oh yes sir can, if that's all I can. You see, in the old school, I also held XII class." Answer Nara.
"Thank you ma'am, I don't know what else to do. No one wants to be a math teacher for a while." Sasmito. Trlpaak hands clenched together and placed on the chest.
"If you teach today how to mom, are you ready?" Further.
"Ready sir ready." Nara answered excitedly.
"Then let me take you to your class." Let Nara walk beside him.
Throughout the school corridor Mr. Indra, as the school manager did not stop explaining one by one the room they passed. Not infrequently he threw a little joke and again only responded with a smile by a Kinara.
They arrived at the classroom they were going to. The classroom with a small board in front reads class XII-S3.
The class was very crowded but suddenly it was quiet with the entry of someone who was the most powerful in the school.
"Good morning kids" Sapa pak Indra with his fierce face. A very serious expression, no laughter or just a smile when dealing with students..
"Good morning paaaak.." Answer all the disciples who were there in unison.
With his wife, Indra stood in front of the class,
"I'm here to introduce you to a new maths teacher, as well as a new principal, please enter Miss." With gestures the body bent as if to enlighten.
