
" Wuihh.great schoolgirl Om!"
Dion said with a amazed expression his eyes rounded when the car driven by his uncle entered the courtyard of the famous international high school in the city of B and did not play SPP 150 million per month.
The uncle only smiled at the babble of his nephew, his gaze remained focused on parking his luxury car directed by a parking attendant.
" Truss retaliates left bit, oop!" The parking attendant then gave his thumbs up to the steering wheel of the owner of the latest MB black sedan car.
" It just looked from the front, we looked at the facilities until the back of this school, ok!"
" Set it Om!"
" Just set it up" Beo Zafran.
" Your right school!, don't ever do it again until you hear you're truant? I moved you to the pesantren."
" Yes, bye! skip a day doang not what kale, Om, his name is also a young man not a paternal child!"
" What did you say? I'm fucking you!"
" Hehehe..relax Om!"
Dion only realized the walls of this school are very high, he thought how if he could escape from school.
" Think again, can you pull it out of school?"
Dion grinned at the uncle who could read his mind.
" Hehehe..kok Om know what?"
" Come on down!"
Zafran had already enrolled Dion into WIJAYA High School in the 11th grade, then the homeroom teacher drove Zafran and his nephew to the principal's room.
" School is the second place where children are taught and taught by a time limit, the number one is at home, where more responsible parents educate and give absolute affection to the child."
" I understand sir, but I beg you to take my niece and I trust my niece in this school, in order to learn and educate well."
" Good Mr. Zafran! all the students who attend school here Insha Allah can be well controlled, even if someone makes a tantrum, yes..! juvenile delinquency is natural!"
" Thank you Sir!"
" Then come with me! I'll show you the facilities at this school."
Zafran and Dion were being introduced by all the teachers and other office staff and they started to surround the building and show all the school facilities.
" How's Dion? are you ready and ready for school here? and you can show your talent if you like the arts and basketball or other sports just distribute it!" Kepsek.
The little boy did not respond too much, his eyes were only on basketball and immediately played he showed his ability to play basketball, when the headmaster had brought them to the basketball court.
" My nephew likes basketball a lot, sir?" Zafran Smile.
" Our school often held basketball competitions Pak Zafran, and usually Mr. Erland more fond of students who like basketball."
Zafran nodded as he became acquainted with Erlando Wijaya, the son of the owner of this school.
" Oiya there are still facilities in this school that have not been missed, the library room. Let me show you!"
" Dion come on!" bring Zafran.
" Nah Mr. Zafran, this is our library room, the most complete and available collection of books here."
Zafran nodded his head in a nod as if the library room was adequate and comfortable. When the headmaster had dropped Zafran and Dion right at the library room door.
" Can we come in, sir?"
" Oh please!, but sorry when inside we should not be loud will disturb students are reading."
The headmaster then led Zafran and Dion to get inside, Zafran was really flabbergasted by the means of the Wijaya school library, starting from the shelves of bookshelves, reading tables, reading chairs, and so on, book cabinets until the computer facilitates the library. Zafran admitted that the Vijaya School deserves to be very expensive and quality.
After seeing enough of them come out, Zafran will come back tomorrow to drop his nephew the new student of WIJAYA High School
" Thank you Mr. Zafran for enrolling Dion in our school, and from tomorrow Dion will take a new class and make new friends of course."
" Then excuse me!"
Mirah just returned to the library room while pushing a troley containing the latest collection of books that will be arranged on the shelves of bookshelves in the library room, when his gaze noticed the way Mirah's eyes shifted to a luxury sports car, who else the owner of the car was Erland is now parking his car.
" Mister Erland?"
Erland had just come and was going to teach in the 12th grade, Mirah's eyes kept watching Erland get out and close the car door, and the road Erland was traveling in the direction with her, Mirah would avoid Erland for some time.
" I'd better avoid it!" Say it in the heart
When Erland had closed the car door, Mirah's steps were slightly accelerated, but this was the road that Mirah had to pass through to the library room, for whatever sake Mirah took another path even though it was a long way to go.
Erland had already seen Mirah from a distance and like her she was about to cross paths with the beautiful mother, as their distance got closer Erland knitted her brows, Mirah turned through the hallway of the classroom, instantly Erland realized Mirah was continuing to shy away from him.
" Mira?"
" Am Zafran?"
Zafran smiled happily not to think he met Mirah again.
" Why is it here?" Mirah's eyes stared alternately at Zafran and also at Dion.
" I enrolled my niece in this school."
" Oya?" Mirah nodded in understanding.
" And you?"
".I do work here, in the library."
" Ogh.so!"
Make Zafran is not this a coincidence, he who has fallen in love with Mirah since her meeting at the event of Erland's fiancee, the face of Mirah continues to decorate in his mind, Zafran can not forget the smile of Mirah, Mahran, and he will approach this beautiful widow with one child.
" Good Mas Zafran I'm going to the latrine first!"
" Oiya Mirah, may I have your number?"
Mirah nodded then typed her number on Zafran's phone.
" I'll keep your number!"
After they split up Zafran seemed so excited to have gotten the number Mirah, he would call Mirah and then he could meet and maybe go on a date with her.