The Stupid Permit Letter

Chapter 2: Silvi Crying

Silvi suddenly remembered.

“O yes, I forgot Ghiffari was I tipped with Abi, could not be long ago, later Abi late to the office, well ... where has promised Silvi also to talk to Yasser, yes it's the next time he talks, if there is time, sorry Ummi Silvi dear yes, yes, Ummi make a good tomorrow for you dear yes,” Gumam Umminya Silvi while passing the motor home.

“Assalamu’alaikum,” Ummi salutes while entering the house.

“Wa’alaikum hail Mi, adek has woken ni Mi, Abi changed her diaper too, already Abi batiin, already this immediately,” Celoteh Abi with the style of children's speech while shaking Ghiffari's body, and so on, Ghiffari laughed funnyly in his arms.

“Udah scented his son Ummi, here the same Ummi, Abi want to work first,” Ummi said while taking Ghiffari in his arms.

“Oa Bi, the package that Abi must bring has Ummi entered everything into the Bi car yes, later do not forget as usual, Abi resinya send to wa Ummi yes,” continued Ummi again.

“Siap.” Abi stood up straight and saluted in front of his Umminya Silvi, then reached out to his Wife, His wife took her hand and kissed her with a smile,

“hehe .. be careful dear Abi yes,” Ummi said with a crybaby.

The Silvi school.

The lesson starts as usual. When the break hour comes. Silvi thinks Yasser won't bother her, because she told her ummi to scold Yasser.

Silvi is eating provisions that have Umminya ready right from home.

Umminya Silvi more often told Silvi to bring supplies from home, so that Silvi does not often snack carelessly.

Eating again, suddenly

“Plaak.”

“Awww.” Rintih Silvy.

An object that was thrown right on the head of the silvi and into the provision of Silvi, he saw the object, a handful of ice mambo that had been sucked that scattered in its stock, who did it.

Silvi turned her head around looking for who did it, seeing that there was someone hiding behind the chair.

Silvi turned her gaze, like looking for something, and picked it up. Silvi found him, and he took the small stone with the size of his thumb and held it tightly, his eyes were already glazed with anger.

He walked slowly towards the person who was still hiding.

And suddenly ...

“Aaa .. kaburr.”

The boy screams out of hiding, and it's Yasser, he runs out of class avoiding Silvi's rampage.

But fateful.

The small stone in Silvi's grasp flew as fast as lightning towards Yasser who was trying to escape. And ...

“Tuk.”

The reflection of the sound results from a small stone meeting with the head of the Yasser.

“Aduuhh ..”

Yasser grimaced as he stroked his head and continued to run out of the classroom quickly.

Silvi's tears spilled as fast as the small stone she threw, she was angry, hurt, and sad. The new stock in his chip is filled with ice from a disgusting person's suction.

“Based idiot son, crazy son of you.” Silvi continued to curse at Yasser with tears flowing, other students began to swarm to watch the drama before them.

“Why you?” ask Mr. Rusli to Silvi.

“Ss .. the Yasser sir,” replied Silvi stammered as she still sobbed.

“Yes have already joined me here, later in the BP room you guys are clearin, where the Yasser, call the Yasser, tell the room BP.” Pak Rusli's orders in an angry voice while stepping out of class were followed by Silvi.

“Wait here, I'll call your homeroom first, let you guys be in the law, just fighting!” Mr. Rusli gave the order with a snarl.

Silvi glanced behind her, it turned out there was Yasser behind her, so Mr. Rusli had said you guys.

“Ehh ... Fathers, come in here,” Mr. Anwar came out of the office space and asked them to go into the BP room with him.

“You sit there, and you sit there.” Anwar sir commands while playing his index finger towards them.

They looked like the cue of Anwar, Silvi sat in a chair close to the wall, and Yasser sat in his front seat Silvi separated by a square table, and Mr. Anwar sat in the middle of the two of them.

Mr. Anwar took the paper and pen.

“Whose name are you?” asked Mr. Anwar to Silvi with a reference to Silvi using his pen.

“Silvia Labiqa Raisya,” Answer silvi nervously.

“You?” anwar continued by pointing a pen at Yasser.

“Khaleed Yasser Asy-Syam,” Sem replied with a lowered head.

Mr. Anwar wrote the names of the two of them in paper, then crossed out one by one their names.

“Ooo .. this is a lot of stars of the Yasser, so Yasser often disturb you Silvi, you two Stupid, yes you have sat here first yes, Mr. there bentar.” Said Mr. Anwar while moving into the data room.

(“What a fool, look at his face I want to vomit, like an idiot.”) Silvi cursed violently in his heart.

“It's drinking its tea first yes.” A PKL teacher who pickets the kitchen offers 2 cups of tea and 4 pieces of cake layer for them.

The two of them did not sit in their seats.

2 Hours later, the tea in their glasses had both run out, while the cake had not touched a single piece. But not a single word came out of the mouths of the two of them.

Teeett .. teeettt.

The bell from school also reads, Yasser and Silvi have been seen restless, they turn here and there looking for the whereabouts of Mr. Anwar.

Suddenly Mr. Anwar came out of the data room.

“Lho, it turns out you are still here, forgot your same father, yes you have come home, afraid your parents will wait a long time, remember that, do not fight again.” Mr. Anwar gave a short and solid advice.

No punishment, no problem solving, they're even in a special guest jamu who comes to school.

Maybe punishment for them by having them sit 2 hours more without being able to move freely. I don't know, sometimes Mr. Anwar's way of solving the problems of his students is strange.

Yasser and Silvi went into the local to get their bags, Yasser first came out, while Silvi had to clear the supply, there was still a lot of rice and side dishes left.

In his view his favorite side dish Umminya cuisine.

(“Lauknya many times still, dumped dear, in disgust eating,”) Silvi muttered to herself.

Then he took the initiative to pour his side dish on the plastic near the garbage can, because there are usually wild cats who forage in school garbage cans.

Silvi left the classroom, and towards the school gate, there was Ummi and his younger brother Ghiffari in a sling.