He's Not The Best
28. Broken Hands Not His Heart

Broken Hands Not His Heart

Arriving in the counseling room, Winsi in the press sat in front of a beautiful woman with a plump skin white with neatly soft clothes.

Beside him, there was Kansya who was sitting with a sad face, her eyes were as full of tears and her left hand was wearing an arm Sling or a hand brace.

There were also some Hansya friends standing behind him.

Winsi looked at her in surprise, her brows furrowed as she felt that she had already made the girl's right hand twist backward yesterday, then what was with her left hand?

“You named Winsi Nisriya?” ask the fat woman, on her chest embedded a name tag ‘Nadisa’ that's her name.

“Iya, Mom ... Nadisa?” sahut Winsi while trying to pronounce the name of the teacher correctly. Nadisa smiled thinly, his face looked serious about facing problems on the first day of school, it was really very extraordinary for him, especially the one in front of him was a new student.

“Yes, I am your guidance counselor, my name is Nadisa Farah,” said Nadisa introduced herself, she understands new children who certainly do not know their counseling guidance teacher.

“Win, do you know why you were called here?” ask Nadisa.

“No, Ma'am,” says Provinces are calm and polite.

“The base is insensitive. Time has seen me like this, still do not know too, anyway?” ask Hansya.

Winsi turned to the woman beside him without any worry and smiled faintly. There was already nothing that could defeat his fear other than getting hit by the sabetage from Basri's belt. Facing this kind of thing, there was nothing for Vinsi. He had experienced many torments and insults that most destroyed his self-esteem to the ridicule of Hansya earlier, not even felt in his heart.

“So, here's Winsi .. as a result of your actions yesterday, has made Hansya's hand broken, violence cannot be forgiven in this school.”

“What kind of violence does Mom mean? I didn't do anything with his left hand.” Winsi denied the accusations against him firmly.

“He lied, Mom. Where anyone wants to say!” hansya.

“I am also not a thief, Mom!” elak Winsi looked away.

“Obviously you yesterday matahin my hand to kayak gini right, you still do not want me? Many witnesses, Ms...” said Hansya full of hope even she almost cried.

‘Not expecting this kid to be whiny! Just like that so nangis’ Inner Winsi while throbbing. In his elementary school, there was no such counseling guidance teacher. So, this was his first experience.

Before Winsi was called to face the counseling guidance teacher room, apparently Hansya had given a different statement from the previous incident. While all his friends who saw the incident yesterday, willing to be witnesses and they justify what Hansya said to Nadisa.

Winsi thought that he could also call Fika as his witness but, then his mind said it was useless, because if he was just the two of him, while Hansya was with his entourage of course, he was, be an unbalanced testimony and more will win.

“Can I call my friend as, witness also, Mom?”

“Who do you want to call?”

“Fika's. He's my friend who originally in—“ Winsi's speech was interrupted when Hansya shouted while crying.

“Ahk ...! It hurts so much, Mom! He's trying to dodge, Mom. I just accidentally nudged his leg ... Uh, it was me who was hit, until my hand was broken,” cried Hansya as his right hand held his wrapped left hand. Tears running down his cheeks complemented his suffering.

After Hansya finished saying, all his friends around them confirmed his words, nodding just like that.

‘Hai, you! Scammer all. What the hell is my fault with you guys?’ inner Winsi miris. It seemed like he was full of various accusations!

“Winsi, you have no proof, Hansya your upperclassman ... How can you be so disrespectful? This is a letter from the hospital from the doctor's visa explaining the fracture in the elbow part of his left hand.” Nadisa paused for a moment, to sigh.

He again continued his remarks stating that Winsi could be suspended for having committed acts of violence against his own friend.

Winsi smiled mockingly at herself, realizing that there was nothing she could do but accept that she would be banned from school for the next three days. What harm? He can help Runa sell to increase their savings, as long as the school does not know then he will be safe selling.

Suspension is a punishment from the school that prohibits the perpetrator from doing activities outside the home for a certain period. It's a kind of house arrest on the part of state courts, for criminals and other crimes.

“Good, Mom. I accept punishment for me. But, may I finish school until I finish for today only?” Winsi asked for leniency, because he did not know what reason could be given to his mother, if she went home sooner. He will not say honestly about his actions, even if it is true that he did not break the law. Runa definitely doesn't like it.

*****

Winsi waited for public transport like yesterday alone, but chose a different place. Farther from the school gate, to avoid Hansya's horde.

Fika wanted to accompany Winsi but my countryman forbade her for not wanting her to be involved, in case another incident happened that was not wearing.

Fika felt concerned and guilty because she was sentenced by the school. The girl had been telling the truth because she had to know that for the next three days, she would not sit with him in class.

Winsi was tidying up his hood and taking shelter under a tree, as the shiny black sedan stopped right in front of him. After that Hansya went out with his friends and then swarmed him.

“Well, now you know what the consequences are if it bothers me? Huh!” hansya said while releasing the Sling arm in her left hand.

“Yes. I know you're cheats!” quinsi said while putting his hands in his skirt pocket.

“Who do you think you are?” hansya asked again full of hostility.

“I am a man and God's noblest creation. Just like you guys too. And, what sets us apart is taqwa!” Winsi said confidently, because everything he said was true.

Man is the Kamil man who was created as the most perfect being. The makeup of his brain, skin, bones, flesh, chromosomes, cells and DNA, is incredible. Even just a single strand of hair hints at the power and intelligence of God in the creation of man. No one can match His greatness when it comes to creating.

All that is created by humans is indeed a lot of extraordinary, such as cruises, warplanes, sports cars, computers with artificial intelligence, but all that is still sourced from nature. For example cars, one of the elements is made of iron and iron ore is taken from nature which comes from God's creation as well ....

Hearing the words of Winsi, some children laughed mockingly, but, some were stunned.

“How arrogant are you. Don't be so smart about talking here. Cih!” Hansya replied while spitting right in front of Winsi making the girl retreat backwards to dodge.

“I'm not lecturing, that's me answering your question. I am a creature of God, you are too. We should both worship Him and not demean each other, as you do now!” winsi said while shrugging her shoulders.

“Are you not afraid of being called a BK teacher again?” ask Hansya.

“No! Why fear, he is not God. Not God ... Uh yes, is he your aunt?” Winsi tried to guess.

“Yes. Where do you know?”

‘Ahk ... Just be right. It turns out that my guess is right that they are sisters’ Inner Winsi as if laughing at himself.

“Maybe it was God who whispered the truth to me! It's still a good thing that a broken hand out of your heart!" sahut Winsi is full of confidence.

“You?” as Hasya said, her hand was already about to float back towards Winsi's face, when suddenly the hand was stuck in the air.

“Enough!”

Seriate

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