
Satmaka usher Rakha into Kindergarten school on the first day, of course there is Arshinta who accompanies.
“Kids, today we have the arrival of a new friend nih.” Arshinta squatted talking to Rakha. “ Akha, you know your name yes.” Yakap
Arshinka.
Rakha nodded her head.
“Hallo, good morning. My name is Akha Ivandey hayun. Mayi belajayl and beylmata.”ucap Rakha who still can not mention the letter ‘R’.
“You can't say ‘R’ yet? I can loh.” One of the Kindergarten children replied to Rakha.
“Iya, later you ajayin me yes, hehehehe..” without offense, the boy admitted his weakness, he was not angry, instead invited to teach him.
“I can teach you.” Reply to the boy named Ricky.
“Nah, now Akha join them huh. Do not fight and do not be enemies either. Gotta make friends. Okey..” said Arshinta,
he stood back to his original position.
Satmaka who stood beside her was pleased, Rakha was not alienated, and more pleased her son was able to quickly adapt her.
Kids play and learn together. Since she has a new friend, Rakha forgets that there is still papa and Arshinta there.
“Like her, Rakha is close to them, so don't worry anymore right?” Arshinta spoke to Satmaka who was standing beside her. Satmaka nodded his head, a thought.
“By the way you know who told those thugs back then?” tanya Satmaka, remembering the incident a few days ago.
“That's one of the teachers I fired from here, but it's been taken care of by Abraham. I also gave it to him. If
I'll take care of her again, can be sad later they are.” Arshinta said, aware of emotions that cannot be controlled.
“Yes, you were great at that time, you could beat them like that. Same as your papa. I can't forget the time when we were little.” Satmaka recalled Lucifer, while slashing the hand of one of the thugs.
“My dad was great, right?” Arshinta boasts of his papa, Satmaka also agreed, because at that time Lucifer was very great and cool.
“That time, I did not have time to express my gratitude to your uncle, nor did I know how the other was, either, I was immediately taken by my parents from the hospital and transferred. And it turns out
your papa took care of many of the children who were victims and are now successful. I salute you very much.” Puji Satmaka's.
“Iya dong, although his face is sangar…
“I do not feel his face sangar or spooky, instead I like your papa face like that, really man. Although cold but from the inside is very soft and attentive. His concern is also great.” Praise Satmaka again to Lucifer.
“What did you do before her? Is he a bodyguard huh?” ask Satmaka, who doesn't know who Lucifer is.
“Did Ina also learn martial arts like you two?”
“Iya, brother Ina also.”
“I remember very much, he used to be very scared, and you dared to approach him, does he have no family?” ask Satmaka again.
“At that time he said that his uncle and aunt sold him the same as them the bad guy, kept papa and mama did not want to return Ina's brother to them because of his evil intentions, continue, being raised to be my sister
and Abraham. But Ina's sister is good. Even now he is entrusted to take care of the company.”
“What is the problem with you and Abraham?”
“No, we are happy. Abraham and I were not interested, at that time Ina value in his business was also very prominent, college
also majored in business, different from me, I am only a graduate with grades as usual, the important thing is to graduate, hahahahaha.” said Arshinta laughed. Satmaka laughed too, shutting his mouth.
The two of them were chatting outside the Rakha Kindergarten class, with long chairs made of fine cement.
“Among the three of us, only I was a bit far behind his value, because I was lazy to study, had to be forced first new
studying, but my two brothers, his hobby is reading books and studying, huh. I'm more often with papa, shooting practice, archery and horse riding. It was more exciting, more challenging. Papa and mama it doesn't matter I'm not a champion, no demands for me.” Arshinta smiled, happy and happy to tell her the good times. Satmaka saw the woman he knew from
that small.
“Then, why are you thinking of making school?” the following question was from Satmaka, as if there was no end to the material that became their chatter.
“Then, when I was in school, I saw a lot of friends who quit school because there was no charge, some worked half a day
to pay for the tuition, her bags, shoes and uniform were also worn and torn because there was no substitute. Papa helped them again. I also used to be insulted by one of the teachers, because it was difficult for me to distinguish blue and green, not that I did not know the color, just difficult to
distinguishing her, must think first a few minutes new I can find out. The teacher slapped me hard, I cried all night, because I never got such rough treatment, but I didn't tell papa, a few days later, I got my revenge…” Arshinta raises one of her eyebrows, looking at Satmaka who is smiling because
know what Arshinta's gonna do.
“You ‘mengjajai nya’? what did you do to her?” ask Satmaka.
“I set a trap. When the hours of her lessons were up, I followed her all the way to the toilet, and locked her up.
screaming and wetness. Her taste I was very satisfied.hahahahaha... and she could go home from the bathroom it was three hours later.” Arshinta clapped her hands while laughing, satisfied with her laughter.
“Ehhemm... Starting from there, I aspire to set up a school, whether they are serious school or not, I do not care, but clearly, I do, surely among them there will be new people who will succeed, the important thing is that I have provided a container and teachers who are patient, sincere and sincere to teach. I'm not saying to free everything
cost, I also do not distinguish the upper and lower classes, but I always observe, which students are potentially high but limited in cost I will help. That's my life purpose.” Arshinta. His eyes looked at Satmaka.