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Sarah VS Bellova

“Good morning Ms. Arshinta.”

“Good morning too Mom. More between kids?”

“Iya Ma'am. Because it's his first day in the new school.”

“Oh, yes Mom, it's okay. You do not have to worry about children, because the teacher who teaches them is trained.”

“Iya Bu Shinta, me and other mothers also believe. Personally, I have heard a lot of kids here who have won the race. I don't really expect my son to win the race, the important thing is to pass, get a suitable value, that's it.”

A conversation between Arshinta and some of the parents of the students who delivered their child. A few days ago they came to register their children. Arshinta also just delivered Rakha to the Kindergarten classroom.

For a moment, the disciple's parents invited Arshinta to a chat before she returned to her room.

“Good morning Ms. Shinta,” greetings from a woman standing behind them. Arshinta and the others looked back, which turned out to be Irma.

“Forth Bu Irma,” reply Arshinta, smile friendly. Only he greeted Irma back, while the others were silent, glancing cynically at Irma.

“Bu Shinta, why do rich children have to go to school here too, Mom? In fact, he can certainly send his son to a more expensive and famous school.” Said one of the old disciples who was staring at Irma cynically.

“It's okay Mom. Anyone can go to school here, although what is prioritized is that children are less capable. As long as they can appreciate each other and not bully, I accept.” Wise answer Arshinta.

“But it's Bu, his son is notoriously naughty and likes to make a troublemaker loh.”

“Where did you know?”

Irma, who clearly heard it but did not dare to gather with them, was also unwilling to make Arshinta uncomfortable.

“My son used to be one class with his son. My son often sees his son making trouble, fighting if told by his teacher. Anyway his son is not good deh Bu.”

“True Ma, fear later, because of the influence of the boy, others so follow.” The mothers agreed not to like Irma, as well as her son Robert.

Irma left, leaving them with a sad face. Arshinta sees Irma's departure. It felt like he wanted to approach the woman, but the parents of the students detained him for educational reasons.

An hour later, Arshinta was back in her study. While checking the job records and assisted by Ruly.

“Rully.”

“Iya Bu?”

“Please notice a student named Robert Wijaya in class 2A yes.”

“Iya Ma'am. If I may know, what is Bu?”

“There were parents of students who told me that the student named Robert was a bad boy and liked to make trouble. Well, although I don't fully believe it. But there is no harm if we also pay attention? Fearfully, it's just an ugly rumor.”

“Good Mom. But in my opinion, it's just an ugly rumor. Although I just saw the boy, but it seems that the boy is polite and friendly. But I will keep my eyes on it.”

“Yeah, I also think like that.”

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“Education is the cultivation of knowledge, ambiguity, and habits of a group of people passed from one generation ge-ge to the next through the propellants

“Teaching! Read teaching!”

“Oh yes, penga-jaran, pela-ten or pen-pen

“Research!”

Today, Bellova is taught to read. Sarah told him to read a book about education. Still stammering

reading, Sarah looks upset because people are taught difficulty reading. He also repeatedly improved the way Bellova read.

Bellova just kept listening to him.

“If you have a rich, famous and handsome husband like now, you do not immediately complacent and do not want to learn. What if your husband divorces you? What if your husband likes another beautiful and smart woman? What will happen to you?”

“Do you want to lose your perfect husband?” asked Sarah, who was sitting on the couch eating the wine that was still coming with the twigs. Sarah clasped in one twig. In fact, Bellova most like fruits that still come with twigs or leaves, such as oranges and grapes. According to him, it looks beautiful.

Bellova shook her head in response to Sarah's question.

“Obviously you don't want to. But if that happens, you also have to prepare your heart and condition. Remember Ms. Bella, your husband is very handsome and rich, surely there are many women out there who pursue the love and care of your husband.”

“That's why I asked to be taught.”

“What? You answered me?” Sarah doesn't like to hear Bellova's voice even quietly.

Bellova raised her head to look at Sarah. He who sits on the floor with a small thin pillow for the base to sit.

“Bu Sarah, my husband pays you to teach me, read, write and count. You get paid

with a great salary. So, it's your job to teach me until I can.” Bellova. He was actually nervous and scared. Even her fingers squeezed the tip of the shirt covering her fear.

“Pft, did you pay me?” sarah's cynical laughter, stuffing a grain of wine into her mouth haughtily.

“Indeed it wasn't me who paid you, and it was my husband-

“Well, it knows. You know why your husband told you to study?” her face was flirting with Bellova.

“That's because your husband is shy and uncomfortable having a stupid wife like you!” Sarah pointed at Bellova with her index finger.

“My husband did not tell me to study, but I myself asked!” bellova shouted while standing up.

The silent atmosphere for a moment, but not making Sarah afraid or nervous even made her even more upset.

“Even my husband doesn't mind me if I'm stupid or smart. Because he guarantees my life and will not leave me!!” this time Bellova was really upset. How he is not upset, others easily assess their relationship. Especially to offend stupid or smart.

“Where did you know that your husband would not leave you? Are you 24 hours with your husband? Do you know what he did out there?” Sarah stood up, still holding the wine in her hand.

“I-

“You definitely don't know right? Maybe he married you, because you set him up, or out of pity. Well, even if it doesn't matter to you because the important thing is, you can stay with it. Aye right?”

“I didn't frame him!!” bellova shouted, clenching both of her hands. His eyes even began to look glassy.

Geck!poke!

Suddenly there was a knock. Sarah and Bellova looked at the door, as they both heard voices.

Sarah saw Bellova smiling herself, ‘Why is she smiling? Is he crazy too?’

Bellova immediately walked over to the door to open. And Sarah, sit back and enjoy the red wine that is very tempting.

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Who is knocking on the door?

Is there something with Sarah too?

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