
“Do not help Inspiration and Keysya. Let Mr. Dhiaz know the true value of both of them after the remedial. Mr. Dhiaz definitely did not pass them in this semester,” continued Ismi.
Aisyah opened her mouth to respond to Ismi's suggestion. Suddenly someone approached him. “Ai I want remedial,” greet Marhani.
“Iya. But not here, Mar, ashamed to be seen. In class only.”
“Okay, come to class!”
Aisha got up from her seat. “I am first Yes Is. Don't forget to keep your eyes!” cut it before you leave.
“Wuuu. Basic,” reply Ismi who in the end made Aisyah chuckle.
Aisha and Marhani walked. Before long, they had arrived at the classroom. “Tadi just wrong two numbers Ai,” said Marhani.
Aisyah took absenteeism, then opened it wide. “Okay, go on Mar!” his orders.
“An example of an internal threat to data validity is the measuring instrument used on pretest used again on posttest.”
Not until five minutes, Marhani had answered two questions that he was unable to answer in the sudden oral exam.
After that, other students also flocked to Aisyah for remedial. Although tired, Aisyah greeted them with a warm smile.
But it is different when facing Keysya and Ilham. In the last ten minutes, the two people approached him. “Please,” his word with firm intonation and flat mimic.
Keysya first, “Function of the control against extranes variable is as data.”
“Still wrong, you have not explained the usability of the data.” A minute passed, “Give up?” said Aisyah again.
“Iya,” reply Keysya resigned.
“Fine your girlfriend's answer,” Aisyah told Ilham.
As with Keysya, Ilham was also unable to answer the question correctly. Almost the horn of Ayesha came out because of them.
“Your answer is still wrong, while it is now 4 o'clock. As Mr. Dhiaz said earlier, the remedial limit is only until 4. Sorry to say this guys. Prepare mentally to repeat in the next semester.”
“Where are we going, baby?” keysya asked Ilham who was holding his hand so tightly.
“We have to apply to Mr. Dhiaz. You don't want to repeat again next semester?”
“Didn't want to, but you know yourself Dhiaz sir how. Where would he love the value of pity, plus Aisyah also must persuade him not to pass us.”
“We try it first.”
The two of them are now in front of the door of Mr. Dhiaz. They decided to wait outside, because Aisyah and Dhiaz sir were busy chattering inside.
“Keysya and Ilham did not escape. Meaning true yes said the other lecturer, they both turned out to be that block. Good thing to be diligent in college, so lecturers pity them. But unfortunately, the value of pity does not apply in my course. Keysya and Ilham still have to repeat the next semester,” said Mr. Dhiaz with his baritone voice.
“Don't sir, pity. I beg you, please escape them yes sir.”
Mr. Dhiaz furrowed his brows so much as not to understand it with Aisyah's mind.
“They both have hurt you and you still pity them?”
“Pity not to them, but to his parents sir.”
“Okay, then. For your sake, I'll let them go. But just this once.”
Instantly a red hue adorned Aisyah's cheeks that fluffed “Thank you sir,” he said shyly.
“Sama-sama. It's late afternoon, here I'll take you home.”
“Okay sir,” Aisyah replied quickly.
“I already know how to conquer the heart of this boy. Simply agree to his request and he will be obedient,” mumbles pak Dhiaz in heart.
While outside, Keysya and Ilham took a quick step. Afraid that Mr. Dhiaz and Aisyah knew they were eavesdropping.
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