The Classroom Adik

Why Me?

After their meeting in the car, Laura must try to face the fact that she is living one room with Arga. A reality that Laura had never thought of before. But it is real in plain sight.

Laura was so confused, was it true that the world was this narrow that she had to deal with the same person more than once? It's a fucking coincidence that's not easy to take for granted.

"Wiuuuhhh." The woman exhaled to calm herself. His current position was still standing in front of the door as if hoping Yanto would come back.

Laura also thought about what she should do at this moment. Directly running errands as subordinates, or having to greet Arga-remembering they are close friends.

"Silence? You possessed?" Arga's fierce voice broke the atmosphere.

Finally Laura decided to pretend not to know Arga, and run errands to get out of this damn place quickly.

Again he could only exhale as a form of self-soothing. He began to take one by one the flowers that had been arranged neatly. Then tightly embrace the flowers with both hands.

"Already, Sir! Where do these flowers want to be placed?" Laura spoke timidly. He braved himself facing Arga who was sitting on his throne.

"It hasn't. Your eyes are broken, right?" Arga pointed at a vase with squinting eyes.

"That was thrown away too?" ask Laura. He began to approach and took out a large bunch of flowers from inside the vase.

"All that, sir! Where are you going to move now?"

"Dispose!"

"Huh, banished?" Laura spontaneously screeched. Along with that Arga also looked at him with lazy face water. "Sure you want to be thrown out?" rework Laura again.

"Hmmm. Get all that junk out of my room!" arga's orders are firm. Laura heard it a little. They know very well how much the flowers cost. If not, it may be almost 2 times his salary a month.

"Whatever."

"OKs. Then excuse me to go out first, sir! I'll take this flower away from you" Laura turned around. However, only twice his feet stepped, Arga suddenly muttered softly.

"Junk is the best fit for trash!"

Sontak Laura was stunned. Since then he has tried to ignore and be as professional as possible. But this time Arga is outrageous. This is not an era of colonization, although the superior, Arga still have to respect subordinates. Regardless of what their past used to be, Arga's evil sentences are not worth justifying.

Laura turned around. "What did you say, trash? You are the trash!"

Laura threw the flower in her hand at Arga's face. His emotions were no longer stifled.

All this time he felt he had sacrificed a lot for Arga. But Arga's reply was very piercing in the heart. Very eager Laura told that the trash Arga meant was a mother who had given birth and raised her flesh blood.

It was possible that Arga would not be able to be this successful if Laura did not sacrifice her future.

Right now Laura was truly feeling angry and unaccepting.

"You!" Arga stood up not to accept.

"What's? If you don't start first I'm also unlikely to do this. You want to fire me? Just fire it, I'm not afraid! Even though it's just a lowly employee I also have some self-esteem!" shouted Laura.

Arga. The man looks to be clenching his hands. The aura around him blackened and his facial expression was unpredictable.