
‘I feel .. I don't deserve this. This is all too much for me. I can't even drive a car, why did you give me a car, as a birthday present? I don't know if I should be sad or happy. In fact, even the phone that Bhishma gave me last night, I don't understand how to wear it. I just found out, it's going to be this heavy to be too rich. I can't adapt to this at all. This was already too much, the inner’ of Ara, who thought at length regarding this matter.
Ara again put the key she held inside the small box. He returned to tidying everything up as before, and gave it to Dad again. He without a word accepted it.
“Sorry, Pah. Ara absolutely cannot accept this,” said Ara with a heavy heart, making her father look sharply at her.
“What's up, Ara? Don't you like it?” his father asked, sounding disappointed.
Ara instantly changed gimik, becoming even more unwell with him. He also breathed to control himself.
“Ara this taste is overrated. By staying here, and getting a proper education, it was already a happiness for Ara. No need to use a car, mobile phone, or other facilities. As long as there are you, Ara has been very happy,” said Ara with a very moving tone.
The atmosphere instantly turned mellow. Ara could barely hold back her tears, and instead made them also join her wistfully.
“Moreover ... Ara also cannot drive a car,” said Ara hesitantly, which made Bisma become upset, and the father also laughed a little at her honesty.
Ara smirked towards them, with an unpleasant smile. Ara looks down after saying that she can't drive a car.
Hearing that, it was enough to make Bisma upset to hear it. He who was touched, suddenly so eager to pinch Ara's kidney.
“Gemes, want to pinch his kidneys,” murmured Bisma, Ara and Dad laughed a little at the words of Bhishma.
***
The first lesson hour arrives. Ara was getting cold hot because her PR book that she had been desperately working on yesterday, had suddenly disappeared out of nowhere.
‘What should I say to the teacher? I don't want to be punished and humiliated in front of everyone!’ inner Ara, was really very confused by this state.
‘I don't want to be punished ...’ Inner Ara who keeps resisting. Ara did not want to feel ashamed in front of them.
“Morning all ...” Someone has entered his class. Ara realized that she was the teacher of the field of study she studied. His body was trembling more and more, raucous.
‘What should I do?’ inner Ara, really was already frightened this time.
“Again, Bu.”
Slowly, he sat down in his chair, making Ara even less eager to see him.
‘Don't remember, don't ..’ Ara can only hope, hopefully he forgets the task he gave them last Monday.
His eyes looked towards them, “Please collect the task I gave you last Monday. For those who do not work, please stand in front of the class.”
The deg!
Ara was completely limp, being shocked to hear that remark. Ara could no longer dodge for now, and had only one choice.
There, looks Fla who is confused while rummaging through his bag. He couldn't find his PR book in his bag. He was looking for her, until he spilled his entire bag onto his desk. However, he did not find the book at all.
Fla saw the geeky girl advance to the front of the class. Then, followed by Reza behind him. It made Fla feel very confused to see him.
‘Why isn't Reza working on her PR? I think ... This is the first time Reza hasn't done PR. But ... I'm so relieved! Because I'm not alone. There's Reza, and also ... that geeky girl!’ inner Fla who then just stood up, and headed to the front of the class to catch up with Reza.
Seen Reza who was approaching Ara, making Ara surprised to see it.
‘Why did Reza also advance to the front of the class? What....he's not working on his PR? Fla followed us to get to the front of the class. I wonder, why the moment can fit like this?’ inner Ara, really feeling confused.
“Lho ... Reza, you're not working on PR?” ask the teacher to Reza.
“It seems to be lagging behind, Mom,” Reza replied very casually, in contrast to Ara who was suddenly hot cold after hearing it.
“Arasha ...”
Hearing the teacher call her name, Ara was immediately surprised to hear her screams. With fear, Ara tried to look at the teacher.
“I-iya, Ma,” replied Ara stammeringly.
Seen the look of his very sharp eyes, which try to penetrate into the lens of Ara glasses. Ara could only duck, while occasionally looking towards him.
“You are a new student here, you should be able to give a good impression to all your friends. It doesn't even work PR!” he snapped with a higher tone, from the tone he had thrown at Reza. His attitude turned even more angry when talking to Ara, thus making Ara confused to face him.
‘I have to how to deal with it?’ inner Ara, was completely confused to hear it.
“Ma-ap, Mom. I've been working on it, but I forgot to put his book where.” Ara tried to defend herself in the presence of the teacher, so as not to look too wrong.
The teacher glared more and more at Ara, “It's the same you don't have the same responsibility as your duty!”
Ara looked down in fear, because her face that had now turned into a fire dragon that was spouting fire.
“Excuse ...”
Ara turned to look towards the entrance of the classroom. There, there was already a Bhishma standing before them. He entered the classroom without waiting for approval from the teacher in Ara's classroom.
‘What is Bhishma up to have to come here?’ inner Ara was astonished by this state of affairs.
“What's up, Bisma?” ask her in a more subtle tone than when talking to Ara earlier.
‘Why does he seem too sentiments on the same sex with him? Why with the opposite sex, he always behaves so well?’ inner Ara, completely inexhaustible with this state of affairs.
“I'd like to republish Arasha's PR book, Mom. It seemed to have fallen in the canteen. I was worried that he was looking at the book, so I just took it,” Bisma explained.
Ara tried to recall this, ‘Did I go to the cafeteria earlier? Looks like ... I haven't had time to stop by the canteen, Ara's inner’, really don't do that.