Companion To Paris
Principal's room

"We want to meet with the party who has authority over the expenditure of students named Paris Hendarto," said Fikar politely.

"Paris?" The female's eyeballs stared towards the only girl between the two of them. Look at it carefully. Paris immediately took off Biema's hand and nodded politely. I mean to say hello to his teacher. "Oo ... the married student ..." said the female teacher unconsciously. There's a little bit of disdain there.

Biema who knew the teacher was watching Paris turned to her girl. Then found Paris folding her lips slowly. Feeling cornered for guilt.

"Yes. He was already married. She's my wife." Biema.

"Huh? Your wife?" ask the woman surprised. Even earlier he immediately turned his head quickly to Biema because he heard the new information said. Paris took a breath.

"really. She got kicked out of school for marrying me." Instead of hiding, Biema showed off her status without shame. He smiled coldly at the woman. Fikar shook his head. Paris blinked his eyes when he heard it.

"Sorry." He immediately apologized when he realized his sentence was impolite. Meanwhile from inside the room, a man was sticking his head out. Looked out because he heard someone discuss the schoolgirls who were expelled.

"It looks like someone's looking for you, sir," the man who stuck his neck out told the deputy principal.

"Who?" ask the vice principal who was busy sitting on the sofa of the principal's room.

"less to know. Emm ... Looks like the student guardian of the student you put out that time."

"Oh, who often pisses my daughter off?"

"Yes. He brought two men in nice suits. Do you want to see him?"

"No need, I'm just trying to relax." But the female teacher invited them in.

"Wire, Sir. Ms. Amel has told them to go into the room" exclaimed the BP teacher in panic.

"Ouch. I can't continue to relax this," lamented this middle-aged man.

"There are those who are looking for the father of the vice principal Pak" Bu Amel told BP's teacher. Then immediately answered with a nod. Then he told her to leave the room quickly.

An upset rang out softly from the mouth of the vice principal. This person finally got up from his seat while coding the BP teacher. From the position of the female teacher, the behavior of the vice principal was indeed invisible. That's why he told BP's teachers to speak.

"Oh, yes Ma'am. Just sit on the couch." Guru BP responded. After letting Biema and the others sit down, the female teacher came out.

"Good day" said Fikar.

"Siang," said the deputy headmaster of the flat. "What interests are there?" ask this old man while sitting on a chair. His eyeballs circulated to one by one the person in front of him. While the BP teacher who seemed to be his assistant was standing next to him.

"I came here to question the decision of this school to take out Paris Hendarto" Fikar said, pointing to Paris without further ado. "He should be doing the state exam now, but he's here."

"Paris Hendarto's ... Mmm ...," The vice principal pretended to think. His eyes looked at Paris. This girl didn't get kicked out of school? Bebal too. Moreover, he also brought his guardian who is the CEO of the textile company. "You don't know why this kid got kicked out of school?" asked the vice school head with a condescending facial expression.

"Yes. We knew. Precisely because we knew, we came here to ask further the school's decision to take it out." Fikar answered the question calmly. Biema deliberately let Fikar answer.

"As you know, this girl has broken the school rules by getting married while still a student of this school. It is clear that there is no need to talk about it here anymore. You just need to obey and accept, that this student can not continue school. Even though it's a test." These two people felt confident and won. "I think that's a very silly idea. Married when he had not yet undergone a state exam." The vice principal snorted. Thinning at the actions of students who do not obey the rules. "I want to see her husband now" said the deputy principal in a snobbish manner. Teacher BP nodded in agreement as the head vice principal turned his head towards him.

Fikar's eyeball glanced towards Biema. This had indirectly insulted Biema blatantly. But the man remained quiet. Not provoked by the words of the vice school head.

"This master who became the husband of Paris Hendarto, Mr," said Fikar introduced Biema openly. Put pressure on his sentence in order to get the full focus of the Vice Principal. Hearing that, he turned his head slowly at Biema.

"So you're the husband of this girl?" the vice principal asked a little surprised. The person beside him was also surprised.

"Mr Biema wouldn't have bothered to come here if this girl wasn't his wife. He simply told me as his subordinate to solve this matter." Fikar smiled to counterattack the cynical smile of this middle-aged man earlier.

"Really loved people as smart as you actually do things like this, Sir. He's still in school. He must first complete the obligation to go to school, then get married. Isn't that the right sequence?" asking the vice principal was like getting a breath of fresh air to insult Biema. He has room to fight.

"Married it is the duty of a person if he is an adult and able to take responsibility. I am fully responsible for him. So rather than wandering around with a partner is not clear, I think .. getting married is the right choice." Biema answered wisely.

"However, getting married in school is unacceptable, sir." The person next to the vice school head joined in voicing his disapproval. "Especially she also became the wrong girl out there," added this person making Biema squinted her eyes. Paris looked at her teacher furiously.

He must have talked about the rumors, too. HH ... what about it is discussed .. said Paris in my heart.

"Yes. This girl has become a call girl," said the vice principal along with justify. He was proud to have revealed that disgrace. Paris's hands clenched. He was very upset with both of them. Same with Priski. The fruit fell not far from the tree. They're similar. Biema's hand held Paris's fist. He knew that and tried to calm him down. Paris watched. At that moment Biema looked at him gently. It was like giving peace to Paris.

Paris' shoulders are falling. It signified that he was no longer stiffened from growling. Everything was broken thanks to Biema who always cooled his mood. But Biema did not seem to be acting that way towards the two of them. This man actually sharpened his gaze as if he wanted to kill the school people in front of him right now. Fikar found that as he glanced towards her.