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"What's wrong with you, son?" ask the teacher who had been watching Laura. Laura looked up, then smiled thinly forcefully. He shook his head, a little surprised it turned out that his tutor was already standing on his desk.

The teacher's hand slowly stretched out, gently touching Laura's forehead. "Oh my God, you're so hot, son!" said the teacher widened his eyes, shocked because one of his students remained down despite being sick.

"You should go home and rest, son!" said the woman again. He pulled his hand and took his phone out of his pocket.

"Just call your parents first!" he said again with a worried tone. A little afraid that he will be blamed if the condition of his students who are sick in front of him becomes worse.

Laura reached out slowly to her teacher's arm. The girl's head shook very slowly. "I'm fine, ma'am .." she said very softly. "I'm just feeling a little bit of a headache, it's going to be better soon, ma'am," continued Laura smiling very thinly.

"But ...," the teacher wanted to deny, but could not bear to see Laura's gaze. Finally the teacher relented, the woman smiled as she patted Laura's shoulder gently. "Learning is good, Laura. Your health is also more important!" she said softly, sounding very warm in Laura's ears that long ago did not hear such a low, affectionate voice just now.

"Just let it go this time!" said reminded. "Other times, I will tell you to go home even if you plead very like just now" she continued. After that he went back to the front and began to explain back the lesson that had been delayed.

Apparently the teacher mistakenly thought, she thought that Laura was not willing to go home because she really wanted to attend class. In fact, the girl simply did not want to see the disappointed face that her mother would show her when she was sent home. It was better for her to endure the pain for a while, than for her to see the mother's desperate gaze staring at her like a flaw that was useless at all.

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A few months passed, did not feel the time of reporting had arrived in plain sight. Just wait for the day and all their hard work will be recorded on a piece of paper that will be distributed later.

When asked how Laura felt, the girl felt nothing. He only hoped that his value was enough to make the mother smile and hug him even for a moment.

Laura's turn is called, Laura and her mother come forward, facing off against Laura's homeroom teacher. "Congratulations, mom. Laura got a very good grade, all her grades exceeded KKM!" said the homeroom teacher with a proud tone, a big smile could not be separated from his lips. He was happy to get a clever and harmless student like Laura. If only all students like this, surely the school will be safe, teaching becomes easier of course.

Laura's mother simply nodded, the woman began to open up and see the values her son had obtained. "Two?" lirih the mother glanced briefly at her son.

"Yes?" ask the homeroom teacher not too heard the words of the parents of one of these students.

Pipit, Laura's mother looked up and smiled a little. "It's nothing" he said kindly, but still seemed cold and just like a form of courtesy. "Thank you for educating my son" Pipit said. "Then excuse me, thank you again, ma'am," the woman continued and stood up from her seat.

Laura sighed softly, from her mother's gaze alone she knew that the mother still felt lacking in what she was achieving now. There will be more new schedules made by his mother to fulfill the ambitions of the mother later.

"Ra, afternoon walk, yuk!" take Laura's classmate suddenly.

Laura stopped her steps, shaking her head slowly against her friend's invitation just now. "I can't!" the girl said short. After that, he just left.

Zahrah smiled faintly. "Maybe Laura has an event with her mother" said the girl with positive thoughts. "You can't say that about our friend!" he said reminding his friend.

"Laura is not our friend, Rah!" rebut Rina pouted. "Never be together!" the girl grumbled a little too much annoyed with Laura who was too loner.

"Don't play, just talk never with us-we!" add another quickly.

"That bill, said Windy!" timpal Rina was full of spirit. "Laura's too stiff, Rah!" he said again with a firm tone.

"No, you know!" sela Zahrah slowly. "By the man behind it is a sin!" said the girl again.

"Then I'll talk to Laura in front of her tomorrow when I see her!" tukas Rani is full of determination. He did not want to be exposed to sin, but he also could not hold his lips to judge his friend who was too quiet and stiff.

"Some, Rah, Rah. You took him all the way, thank God that he would want you to be his classmate, Rah!" timpal Windy slightly poked the corner of Zahrah's heart.

A moment of silence, an awkward hanging atmosphere was created. "Ha-ha-ha, what are you talking about, anyway, Win?" tukas Rani laughed awkwardly. "Only a fool doesn't know which classmate is and which isn't!" he continued, staring at Windy so as not to talk like just now if in front of their good-natured friend.

"Yes too, yes" said Windy, laughing blankly. "Lagian the Laura pinter, really. You don't know we're the same class as him, do we?" add the girl. Rani nodded quickly, hoping that her friend would no longer think about what Windy said earlier.

"Let's go back, we'll meet again at the hour we agreed," said Zahrah, smiling faintly. The other two friends nodded in unison, they separated and went home with their parents.

On the other hand, inside the car Pipit. The mother and son were both silent, no one started the conversation. Even Laura sat like a robot or an umbrella that did not move at all. "Have you seen your report, Laura?" ask the mother in a flat tone. The driver in front was used to it, so he stayed focused on driving without stealing the mother-daughter conversation.

"You're disappointing!" grunts Pipit stared disappointedly at his son.

"Sorry, mom. Laura will try harder!" said the girl opened her mouth.

Laura knew that this would not stop there, and that all would continue until they got home and she got a longer scolding.

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