
“Sip dah if we walk around as much as possible. I am interested in deh.” Rifki said while embracing the two women by her side. They leave the school, Retha rides Tanesha's car while Rifki faithfully follows behind on his bike.
Meanwhile, in the principal's room, Adrian talks with the principal and several other teachers. Not many are just people who are involved in managing school finances. Long enough Adrian listened to the additional tasks given by the principal to him related to his membership as a manager of School Operational Assistance which is better known as BOS. Where later the BOS management team is responsible for the application process, disbursement to the report of the use of funds.
“How is Pak Haidar ready not to be the manager of BOS?” ask Mr. Wahyudi, the headmaster of Turangga High School.
“Pak Haidar would want Pah, will work later with me. Isn't that right, sir?” Ask Bu Astri who also includes the manager of BOS, he even served as his treasurer.
“Iya Sir, I'm ready. Please guidance because I am new here and not experienced in financial management, but I will try my best.” Answer Adrian.
“Please Mr. Haidar, I will guide you until you can. Anyway it's easy.” Said Ms. Astri.
“Yes, Mr. Haidar can study with Ms. Astri and my representative. It's just one thing that Mr. Haidar needs to remember, about finances do not need other teachers to know, just the manager who knows. Understandable?” Mr. Wahyudi reiterated.
“Siap, Sir. If so, excuse me.” Adrian Pamit. The doorbell rang fifteen minutes ago, worried that Retha would wait too long.
“Iya, please. Mr. Haidar can start working on his additional duties Monday tomorrow well after school.” Said the Headmaster.
“Ready, Sir.” Adrian answered and then left the room.
The school when he came out was empty. He then walked to Retha's class to see if the girl was still there? Nothing at all, until finally Adrian went to the parking lot but the results are still nil, Retha is not there.
Adrian is increasingly confused to answer what when his mother calls and says he is at Retha's house and asks them to go home soon. “Iya Ma, coming home soon. Rethah still wants to go for a walk. Later we go home bring food Mama deh.” Adrian hung up after lying for the umpteenth time. Definition of lying for the good of him should be angry if caught at this time his mother's favorite daughter-in-law somewhere.
Adrian was silent for a few minutes in the car, trying to find a way to find his wife until a brilliant idea came to the girl's mobile number. Adrian contacted Retha's homeroom teacher and asked to be included in the class group because there were some things he had to announce. Just a small talk Adrian makes a short announcement and then looks for Retha's contact there. It is not difficult to know which number is Retha's contact because the name of her contact is very striking, his wife Kim Taehyung. Adrian remembered the name very well several times pronounced Retha.
Adrian immediately contacted the number, once tried to be lifted and sure enough it was Retha's contact. But fate after knowing he called, immediately turned off, even his chat was only read without reply.
“Even already this boc makes a fuss!” His grunt.
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Stay in your tracks gaes, tomorrow we continue again.
Lope lope for all of you.