I Love U Honey's
He's a Warm Man

Arshinta's charity foundation is back in action, although many of its students are no longer in school there. There are some students and their parents still survive in that school. In addition to cheap education costs and more free, they do not care about the rumors circulating. As long as they know that Arshinta is a good person and cares about the people below. Likewise with traders, they still sell.

“Rul, how many disciples are coming?”

“About one-third of the number of early students Bu Shinta.”

“But Ms. Shinta, actually a few days ago, when Mom didn't come here, there were some parents enrolled her son for school here.”

“Terus?” Arshinta while opening her report notes.

“I told them to come when you are here, and maybe tomorrow they will come.”

“OK, what you did was right. Moreover, the time is almost approaching the new year of lessons. But, you still have to check it clearly yes, do not just accept students. If they look rich, ignore them! I don't want to accept arrogant students and later even make trouble here. You saw the previous incident yourself, right?”

“Iya Bu Shinta, I understand.”

“Good, are there any teachers who did not come?”

“All the new teachers you received came all without anything less.”

“Waw, amazing.”

“True Bu. It turns out that there are many who still support and believe in you, and I am one of those who

very believe in you.”

Arshinta who was signing the report, saw Ruly, “Thank you Bu Ruly for her trust,” Arshinta smiled.

True, said Arshinta, there was no loss he felt even though the parents of students brought their children out of school. Because the average student who comes out, is an underachieving student, songong and often bully students who are unable to.

And what's left, are the outstanding students, even though almost of them don't pay any fees at that school, it's free.

Ahead of the break, Arshinta and Ruly step out of her study to fill her stomach.

“Loh Rul, who are they? Do they want to register their child?”

I saw some parents come and bring their children. As Arshinta realizes, they approach Arshinta.

“Happy day Ms. Arshinta,” greet them together while nodding her head. There were no signs of dislike from their faces, instead appearing to be friendly and polite.

“Iya, good afternoon,” Arshinta still replied with a sense of urgency. His gaze was directed at them one by one.

“Bu Arshinta, we came here to enroll our child in this school.”

“True Bu,” was originally one Mother who dared to talk, over time others joined nimbrung say the purpose of their arrival.

“Oh so. But, are you all right to register your child in my place? You must have heard my rumors, right?”

Before answering Arshinta's question, they glanced at each other and smiled.

“It's okay Mom. We already believe and are confident putting our son in this school.”

“Bu Shinta, actually, I don't believe in those rumors, and even if it's true, I'm sure you guys have a reason to do it.”

“During this time, me and others have heard about your kindness. You much free the cost of education of children who can not afford, you also do not discriminate children here.”

Ruly who saw and heard the chat smiled, ‘I am really proud of Ms. Arshinta.’ He murmured in his heart.

They chatted while laughing and smiling, even while standing. Not Shinta did not offer it, but the parents refused, because they felt guilty interrupting Arshinta's rest.

“Ekhem, forgive me Bu Shinta interrupted his conversation,” a deheming woman interrupted the chat.

Everyone looked at him, making him nervous.

Irma, a famous and successful businessman came with his son, Robert, who stood with them.

“My name, Irma. I came here just like their destination, want to send my son.” His words made Arshinta glance at Robert, her son.

After that, Arshinta and Ruly stared at each other, like talking about the rule they were talking about, which was to refuse the rich to enter her school.

“I know, if you just want to accept the underprivileged students, and register my son here, is a mistake.” Nervously Irma spoke. The other old man looked at him cynically. They don't like to see Irma. Before Arshinta came, no one invited her to chat like the others, instead sneering at her despite being discovered.

Arshinta noticed the sharp glances of the other people there.

“Alright, anyone who wants to register their child here, please, but, I have my own way to decide whether to accept it or not.” said Arshinta calmly.

“You can come again tomorrow yes, because today I can not give a decision, fearing that other parents who have come before will feel jealous.” Arshinta said it wisely. It has to be fair.

“What can I also come Bu?” asked Irma reassuredly. And again, they-they saw it intently, Arshinta realized it.

“Yes, of course. You came with your son,” the lyrics to Robert. Arshinta's reply made Irma happy and relieved.

“Now you go home first, and think again, whether you are still sure or have changed your mind.” Get Arshinta.

“Kakak..” Raka comes running towards Arshinta. While stretching out both hands to hug Arshinta.

Everyone saw a funny kid.

Arshinta squat, “Yeah Raka, you don't run like this, how about you fall later?” she hugged Raka. Due to Raka's arrival, the group relaxed, turning her gaze to Irma which made her uncomfortable.

“We excuse you first yes,” Arshinta stands by holding Raka who is still wearing her small bag.

They just smiled nodding, waving at Raka.

***

In the town of T, where Lucifer is held. Little by little the police officers there began to be awkward again to face Lucifer.

“He is completely different.”

“Yes, I feel that way too. Whereas, the first time I saw him when I arrived here, my knees were shaking, unable to stand properly.”

“It turns out, he's a warm person, though he rarely speaks.” Comments from the cops who just got to know Lucifer.

Lucifer was indeed put together with other prisoners with cases of murder, kidnapping, and other severe cases. There was no fight there, instead they tried not to find trouble with Lucifer who just sat down while reading a book given his wife by using glasses.

But every day, even every hour, there are journalists and people from other branches of the police department who come to see one of the Mafia bosses, Lucifer. On the orders of Abraham who contacted them, asked to forbid the journalists and non-essential people to meet with Lucifer. Of course they would obey him if his position was under Abraham, but if above Abraham, they could not do anything.