Alpha Female
Chapter 9

...Welcome the Alpha Female✨...

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The class looked a little dark. A Teacher, was explaining the material in front of the Classroom, with a screen. Aizha who was not focused on studying, was surprised. His Class lamp, suddenly turned on. The Class Chair, also seen sharing a question sheet on each Student

Aizha's eyes widened, looking at the economic problems she did not understand and also the big table. There are so many columns that it makes him confused. Some of the disciples, seemed to be directly working on the problem and some were silent or frowning, looking for answers.

Aizha's head started to turn dizzy. You see, it looks easy. But, the truth is not. Economics is in dire need of understanding and rigor. Very rarely, the Disciple would instantly obtain a hundred marks on this lesson. Especially if one column is wrong. Address, bad grade and dizzy head.

Aizha also activated her smart item, to answer those questions. The choice to use this item, is indeed very appropriate. Even though he, just fainted. His hands quickly, writing sentences and inserting numbers on columns, in seconds. A few minutes later, Aizha had settled the matter, to the surprise of the Master.

"You sure?" ask the Master of Economics, making sure.

Aizha nodded her head, sure. He gave the teacher a piece of paper. Seen, the Master was focusing on checking Aizha's answer. Sure enough, Aizha's answer was perfect. The Master was surprised and praised him, to the astonishment of the Disciples.

"What a fact, Mom? Aizha's answer, is it all?" ask the students to look in the eyes and be taken in by the Master.

"Yes," said Mother Teacher, assuring. "Ohh yeah, I need a minute. About that, I'll wait until the school hours are over. For those who do not collect, I will assume you are not working, aka empty!" the message and the saying goes, leave the class.

Aizha returned to her seat and sat down. The Disciples, went straight to Aizha all and asked, to be explained. Aizha looked embarrassed and moved. He didn't think this was really happening to him.

One of the students glazed over earlier, giving advice. If Aizha, it is better to explain in front of the Class, so that the Disciples can all know. Aizha agreed and walked to the front of the class. He explained the material and helped answer the questions of some of the Disciples, who still did not understand.

Laughter, also had broken, when answering questions together. It could be, Aizha who has explained repeatedly. There are still disciples, who do not understand. One of the guys told me, in a very funny way. Until the two argue. Anyone who sees and hears it will laugh.

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Even the bell back home from school sounded really loud. The disciples immediately rushed out of the Class. Seen in Aizha's Class, the classmates, waved and said goodbye to Aizha.

Aizha looked so happy. He did not expect, something like this really happened to him. He goes and accidentally, sees Cantika who is being forced by Bela and his friend, to picket himself. Apparently, Cantika did not accept and asked them, for a joint picket. However, Bela threatens Cantika.

Aizha who had been hiding behind the wall, had her eyes fixed. He was curious, with the contents of Bela's phone. "Damn! What did he show you, to Cantika? Why is Cantika directly upset?" mind, wondering.

Look at Cantika who cleans the class alone. Meanwhile, Bela and friends, just watch like the Juragan. Makes Aizha uncomfortable. He chose to go on that look.

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The long needle has moved. However, the driver did not come yet, picking up Aizha. Luckily, the School provides long chairs, for the Pupils who are waiting for an invitation. The location is also not hot, because it is covered with trees.

Cantika, who had just exited the school parking area, approached Aizha. "Zha, still not picked up?"

"Ehh." Aizha only realized, if Cantika was nearby. "Not yet, Can," he said, gloomy.

"Hmmm, I'm sure. But not for long! My sisters are home alone because" Cantika said.

Aizha seemed to think for a moment and smiled. "You've been to my house before. Now it's my turn to your house, how?"

"Huh?" Cantika couldn't believe what she just heard. "Lo's sure?" tanyanya and embraced by Aizha.

Cantika hesitated a little. However, seeing Aizha's seriousness, made her change her mind. He also allows Aizha, to visit his house.

Aizha seemed so happy, getting permission from Cantika. He went up to the montor and left, leaving the school grounds. His smile continued to expand. He too, briefly closed his eyes in a flash, to feel the wind gushing into his body.

"New first time, Neng. Ride montor like this, huh?" comment Cantika, see Aizha who looks so happy and enjoy the atmosphere of the road.

Aizha shook her head and replied, "I used to ride a montor, be in the same piggy bank as Dad, around the complex. Every time, my dad comes home from work or vacation. I must have asked Dad to ride the montor together."

"Lo kangen yeah, for sure?"

"Yes" said Aizha, a little sad. "Daddy takes care of overseas companies. As a result, we rarely meet. Last vidio callan, last week."

Cantika was shocked, hearing Aizha's statement. He too, becomes thinking a no-no. "Your relationship is bad?"

Cantika who heard him laughed. The traffic light suddenly turned green. The cantika stopped. Aizha and Cantika, looking towards a Beggar Mother who was carrying a small child.

"Luckily, we still have a father, a house and clean clothes. Try it, if that kid is us. I don't think about what my future will be like" said Aizha, making Cantika smile.

Cantika looked towards the traffic light. "There was a story, the son of a rickshawman on a Doctor's scholarship. It could be, that kid will also be successful, somehow."

"Oh yes, really," said Aizha.

Cantika, too, began to run the montor, because the lights have changed to green. "Zha!"

"Hmm?"

"Lo has a mind, where are you going to college? Lo kan tajir. Your future is clear."

"Emmm," Aizha seemed to think for a moment. Finished thinking, he replied, "Most certainly many people think, so the son of a rich man is delicious. Going to school anywhere, I can. As long as there is money, everything will be resolved, very easily. But it's wrong, for those of us who were born into rich families. The warmth, the togetherness and the harmony of the family, cannot be bought with money."

Cantika marasa is a little guilty. He didn't mean to, making Aizha offended. "Ehhh, I mean-" he said, not done yet.

"Yes... I really understand. I just want to tell you, if born as a rich man's son, not necessarily his future is clear. We can also be destroyed," Aizha cut.

Cantika looked pity, to Aizha. He tried to change the atmosphere between the two of them. "Zha, have you ever felt the thrill of riding a heart-tested montor?"

"Heart test?" Aizha looks worried. "Not that, guts, huh?"

"Both can do it too."

"Ehhh! Don't...!

"Tell!" Cantika smiling jail. He directly deflected the montor steering wheel into a fairly deserted area of the road.

Aizha started to worry and gave Cantika a warning. But unfortunately, Cantika did not hear it and mengas montor, to walk at a fairly high speed. Aizha immediately shouted very loudly and hugged Cantika tightly.

Cantika's laughter broke, seeing Aizha's worry. He drives his montor, ugal-ugalan. Aizha closed her eyes, so scared.

Enter the village area. Cantika, shrink the speed of his montor. Quite a lot of citizens who pass by, making him not dare to speed. Aizha looked a little relieved and took off her embrace from Cantika's waist.

"Khihihi, how?" ask Cantika, without any sense of sin.

Aizha looked at the judges, Cantika and scolded her, "Cantika! Don't repeat that again, okay?! If there's a victim, what are you doing, huh?!"

"Hahaha, I'm sorry" said Cantika, chekikian. "Btw, just wait till my house. Don't be surprised. My house, if it is compared to your house, far away... Banget!"

"What the hell, Can! Don't talk about this! Your house too, isn't made of cardboard right? So, don't be so low-key, okay?"

"Hmmm, whatever," said Cantika, lazy.

Montor Cantika stopped. Aizha descended from the top of the montor and looked at the surrounding area. There are many small houses attached to each other. The road between the front row houses, with the back is also very small, only fit one car.

Cantika, seemed to open a small and rusty gate. Looking at the small house, the peeling paint and the old chair, Aizha was surprised. Cantika also brought in montor and told Aizha, to come with him. When they arrived at the door, two adorable little boys, shouting very loudly, called out to Cantika.

"Omoooo!" Aizha looks like a takjud, with the faith of her younger sister Cantika.

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Mathematics is hard, guys. Moreover, if we are not interested first the same lesson. Even though there is a cell phone, it still feels difficult and confused.

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