Why This Is My Story

Baik

"Hallo pah"

"What's the matter ma?"

"Irma mentioned Vino's name this morning, like his son of a bitch was bothering him."

"Okay ma, papa understands. It's all gonna be fine"

Sia closed the phone, she clenched her hand holding back the anger.

Events that befell his daughter in the past are a concern for him, do not want other family members hit by problems like Zia at that time.

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Schoolgoing....

"Daa pa" Zia waved to her father

Today he is not late for school, even early enough to start. His mind floated up thinking of Ciko who had not been given news for a long time.

Event after event that happened was quite stressful and became a burden in his mind.

Ding

Dong

The school bell rang, Ray and Putu were already in class, when Zia entered they were both staring at her but unlike before the gaze was just plain sad. Rona cheer disappeared from the look of the eyes of the two, Zia immediately sat on the chair, not speaking a word.

The awkwardness is clearly visible from the three, but yesterday seemed to have agreed not to expect anything to Zia. But events on the ground turned out to be out of reach.

Susi entered the classroom, in her right hand there was a piece of paper and a book that was held by her.

"Good morning, kids!"

Susi's friendly smile was shown to the children, and she stood facing the students who were running towards her seats.

His presence seemed to make the disciples shocked and panicked.

"Morning, Mom!" All the students answered almost simultaneously.

"Good, how are you today? You're still excited for school, aren't you?" asked Susi's mother who was moving to her seat.

"Excite, Mom!"

"Good buk"

"The first group, Tara, Boni, and Gina"

"The second group, Ray, Putu and Zia"

"Third group of Vina, Aldo and Sara"

'Why should be the same Ray, join also again the same Zia huuft' Inner Putu who does not want a group with them.

"Alright now gather with the members of each group huh. You can go to page 76 in read and discuss okay" ordered Susi

Almost 15 minutes Zia, Ray and Putu just silence, no one has dared to start talking to discuss their material just flipping through books.

While turning the page, Zia's hand touched the pen and fell down. When he wanted to take, along with Ray who wanted to take the pen, so that their heads collided with each other.

"Aw. "holds his forehead.

"Say people if our heads clash, must clash again so that the child is not Siamese"

"Not a you"

"Either way, the base of the block. The myth of the doang, do not need to be strange" said Putu spontaneously

Then throwing her face back when Ray looked at her, Zia smiled at the incident just now.

"Gosh, I've already. Don't shut up, we'll do it?"

"Hmmm, I can. I don't know Putu"

Susi's mother moved from her chair, she stood up to see Zia's group just chatting away.

"Ray, don't just talk. Let's work!!!

"Good buk"

"Where's putu?"

"It can be, okay. Anyway now we have to do group work instead of discussing this okay" Putu said

The learning time continues, each student discusses each other to get answers to the group tasks given by Susi.

Finally the three of them can be like before, interacting well again even though they are still with buried scars.