WHEN IN LOVE

Episode 17's

Ina did not want to give up, instead she was determined to advance her car.

His opponent was upset and angry to let Ina win.

Ina was satisfied because she could win.

Behind her opponent had also parked a little far away.

The car owner who did not want to budge with Ina got off immediately.

Go straight to the car owner.

Just got Ina down and locked the car.

“Hey…. Do you have no courtesy huh?” tanya Satmaka who is fighting over parking with Ina.

Ina saw the man.

“Why do you see me like that?” ask Satmaka who is still upset.

“Truely it is you who do not want to give up. Because I was the first.” Answer Ina firmly.

“But….

“Already the master... we can both park, so do not need to be debated again.” Ina ignores by walking towards the cake shop.

Satmaka was silent trying to be patient.

“Shinta, where are you now? Already done not yet?” ina asked in a phone call.

“Not yet brother, still many affairs.” Answer from across the phone.

“Shinta?” muttered Satmaka heard the name mentioned by Ina.

“Kakak is already at the cake shop near the park. Brother can go to your place yes, all of you come home.” Pinta Ina while walking a little.

“Oh, okay. Buy it rather a lot, brother, all of you buy a drink chat***e two large cups of vanilla flavor and latte. Her shop is next to her.” Arshinta Pinta.

“OK, already yes brother close now.” Ina closes the call and keeps the phone in her small bag.

“Excuse me for a minute..” Call Satmaka who is still following her from behind.

Ina heard and turned to look back.

“What's up?” asked Ina who was a little upset because she was still being followed.

“So if I didn't hear wrong I heard you mention Shinta's name? What is Arshinta?” tanya Satmaka guessed.

Ina scrunched her forehead.

“Sorry? Meaning how?” ina asked suspicious.

“Begini, I have a friend, his name is Arshinta too, said he is a kindergarten teacher near here, what maybe you are also familiar with his.” Satmaka answered seriously looking at Ina.

Ina looked at Satmaka from the bottom up, making the man feel uneasy.

“Why do I feel like I've met this guy?” Ina gumam.

“I do have a sister, her name is Arshinta and teacher Tk too. Who are you? Her boyfriend or……

“Not, I'm just his acquaintance….

“Introduction? Well.so confused. All the way to the cake shop is yes, I want to buy a cake.” Take Ina.

Satmaka nodded his head, he agreed.

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In the last class Arshinta and Ruly will attend. Teachers and students do not yet know about Arshinta and Ruly's plans that have been done in other classes.

“Who's his name is Fredy?” ask teacher Samy holding a book that says the name of Fredy, the student there.

“Sa...i pack.” Fredy raised his hand nervously.

“You know that I told you to have a dark blue book cover?” ask samy.

“Ta...know sir....” replied Fredy.

“Then why are you covering in green?” asked Samy in a loud voice.

She is unaware that Arshinta and Ruly are walking towards her. And of course they heard that scream.

“Sa……

“Take this!!!!” master Samy threw the book on the floor.

All the students were frightened because of that fierce teacher.

Fredy walked up to pick up the book that the teacher had thrown.

PPRROOK.PPPROOOKKK……

There was a sound of applause from outside towards her class.

Everyone saw who came and dared to clap.

“Wah...wah...wah.... great yes....” It turned out that the clap came from Arshinta who heard the samy scream.

“Hhhmmmm…. Can't I get out of this guy's colon and one kidney? It's not dead, is it?” arshinta muttered in anger.

“Bu..a...ada...what...bu?” ask her to panic.

“I heard no screaming. I thought who was yelling, it turned out that Samy's teacher was ya.” Answer Arshinta.

“It…..

“This why?” asked Arshinta to see Fredy picking up a book on the floor.

“Why is your book on the floor?” arshinta asked the student.

“It….

“Fall earlier ma'am, at the time of collecting tasks.” Samy's answer cut out Fredy's answer.

“Now I want to sew his mouth.” Arshinta muttered looking at Samy with restraining emotions.

“Fredy... I ask you, why not answer?” asked Arshinta who knew the name of the student from the plate name on her shirt.

“It...because I.. I made the wrong book cover bu.” The answer was nervous.

“Where is it?” ask Arshinta.

“Ha...must be dark blue, but I made it green……

“So for that reason your book was thrown to the floor?” ask Arshinta.

“Not so bu, but…

BBBRRRRAAAAGGGGH……

Arshinta's emotions hit the table hard. The table of one of the disciples sitting in the front row.

All the students were shocked including Samy. Ruly rubbed her chest.

Shinta hits the table because Samy answered Fredy's question.

Silent atmosphere.

“Why did you make it green?” ask Arshinta slowly.

Fredy was panicked and scared.

“It....that's because.because I can't distinguish colors..green and blue colors bu Fredy answered nervously.

No more talk.

“Fredy, I also can't distinguish the color between green and blue, but I always make a difference by comparing between the color of the sky and grass.” Answer Arshinta.

Fredy raised his face, it was unexpected that the owner of the school also had the same difficulties as him.

“How's bu?” ask her curious.

Arshinta smiles.

“What color grass?” ask Arshinta.

“Green?” fredy replied sure.

“Then the sky?” ask her again.

“Blue?” answer Fredy.

Arshinta then smiled.

“So, I always remember in my mind, the blue sky and the green grass. You must have seen the grass and sky, right?” ask Arshinta.

Fredy nodded his head.

“I now understand mom. I can now distinguish his.” Fredy replied happy.

“You color his old and young, there must be his difference. So you have to remember and distinguish the color.” said Shinta.

“Iya ma'am, thanks bu.” Answer Fredy.

“He was very wise, though…. Easy emotions.” murmured Ruly who witnessed the scene.

“Alright.... I came here with a purpose. Rule....share his paper.” Tell him to Rule.

Ruli immediately handed out blank papers to each student.

“This is the last class that I will collect his votes. You write down the names of teachers who work unlike their real teachers. Don't write your name and class and don't be afraid. I'm looking to ‘throw’ thuggish teachers.” Arshinta said firmly.

“I wait for 5 minutes, later the paper will be collected.” Arshinta.

All the students immediately immediately wrote, as if they already knew the names to be recorded.

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I am one of the few who have difficulty distinguishing the colors Green and blue, and I have also experienced events like Fredy, so I often avoid the colors green and blue.