Companion To Paris
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This girl's step was shaken after getting news that she was dropped out of school. He did not head straight to class, but sat in a chair made of concrete in the school garden. Sitting pensively recalling the words of the vice principal earlier.

Now is the second exam. Looks like it's still going on. Actually he can still catch up even though only a few questions can be answered. However, his spirit was thundered because of the news just now. Also ... The vice principal has given the order to go home.

I got kicked out of school? ask Paris again. He kept repeating that sentence.

A long sigh rang out from the lips of this girl. She did not expect to be expelled from school before the state exam was over. Because he only got a little more, he graduated from school. If Paris usually almost hates school, this time he really wants to go to school. He did not expect that the story of his married status would be known to the school, just as he was undergoing a state exam.

Did anyone come to his closed wedding and divulge any secrets? It really can't seem like it. Because if so, will not wait a long time his married status will soon be discovered.

Paris thought hard. Is this purely just Priski's act again to piss me off and fall? It's amazing that Priski was so intent on bringing him down. That girl is crazy.

Paris is starting to feel her guts. Although his heart was already lured to Biema, but if the matter of this marriage was revealed before the time he graduated from school.

Maybe he should protest to mom or Biema. Two offenders who got themselves now are stuck in trouble at the school at the moment. But why angry? She now loves Biema. Even enjoying the household life with the man. If it now tells you, it will be in vain. He once claimed it was okay if he did not graduate as long as he could marry Biema. Isn't that ridiculous? But so is.

Paris tiptoed in shock upon hearing the clattering of footsteps in the hallway. Looks like someone has already completed the exam. Slowly the footsteps sounded more and more rumbling. If it is like this, it can be sure that many children have completed the exam and are in the hallway.

Paris remained silent as she pondered what she would do. The phone and the bag he put on Sandra earlier. Now he can't contact anyone. She's worried. Go to class or stay in place. His shrunken head now shrank. He could not immediately decide what to do immediately.

Paris glanced as several children flashed in front of him. They glanced and whispered when they found this girl here. They're still like that. Hasn't changed.

Paris finally made a decision. His body stood up and walked to the classroom. While passing through the school hallway, all eyes look at Paris with a look of dislike. As usual. Paris is used to it.

The girl moves on to class. Not caring about the gaze that contained hatred from them. He is also used to their mouths saying that he is a call girl because of a photo of him and Biema. That's funny he thinks. At that time, he was having lunch at the hotel.

His steps are getting deeper into his class. From the direction of her class, Sandra appeared with her backpack. His face was already anxious and panicked

"Why did it just appear? You didn't take the exam?" sandra asked with a loud voice that was held. His voice is made slowly so as not to invite the attention of children who come out of class. But they have already looked. Not because of Sandra's voice, but indeed they have made Paris as their spectacle material.

Especially when he heard Paris was deliberately called in the middle of the exam, until it only appeared now. They also wanted to know what was going on with this girl. Because state exams are important. But this girl disappeared and did not take the exam.

"Yes. Tomorrow can be continued," said Paris lying. He didn't want his brother-in-law to worry.

"Can I continue? It's so weird." Sandra frowned upon hearing Paris' explanation. "Could indeed? It's not like the state exam can't be repeated." Sandra thought hard about this. Paris swallowed slowly.

"Hehehehe ... I see, yes." Paris is deliberately stupid.

"That's how ..." Sandra screeches to see the less enthusiastic attitude of this sister-in-law. Paris shrugged his shoulders. He doesn't know what else to say.

"Tasku," asked Paris with a hand. Sandra took off the backpack perched on her back. And then handed it to Paris.

"We better go to the teacher's office and ask about your exam" Sandra said.

"No need. We better just go home." Paris prevented this girl from stepping into the teacher's room. Choose to push Sandra's back to the school gate.

"Let's go tomorrow." Paris pushes harder on Sandra's body, which forces her into the teacher's hallway out of school. Sandra lost and was forced to follow her sister-in-law.

There's a tone of incoming calls from Paris's cell phone. Paris hands reach for cell phone in bag. Then look at the screen of the phone that is on. Legs stopped. There's a Biema name there. Sandra glanced at the face of Paris. Although she is currently sad, this girl immediately flowered to see Biema's name on the phone screen.

"Hello Paris ...," said Biema across the street. This voice warmed the heart of Paris.

"Yes, Biem." Paris' lips smiled.

"I can't pick you up. I have to go to the branch office now," Biema said with a very clear panic voice.

"Is there a problem?" tanya Paris also carried away the tense atmosphere of the man's voice.

"Looks. Sorry, Paris ... I can't pick you up. I hope you're not angry."

"No. Its alright. I-i understand. Quickly depart. I can go home by myself. You can come with Sandra back home, too." Paris tried to sound calm to encourage the man. She smiles. Sandra kept seeing him.

"Thank you for your understanding. I'll be home soon. Wait for me yes," Biema said in relief.

"Yes. Sure. I'll be waiting for you." Paris closed the phone while taking a deep breath.

"What's wrong?" asked Sandra who had been watching her sister-in-law.

"Biema can't pick up because there is a problem at the branch office" explained Paris.

"What problem?"

"I don't understand, but it seems precarious. Because he sounds rushed too."

"Hopefully it can be dealt with quickly" Sandra hoped.

"I hope so too." Hope is also wanted by Paris.

"You're coming with me home?” sandra Tawal.

"No. I'm asking you to take me home to the apartment."

"OKAY. Alright." They have reached the school gate. Standing there, waiting for the driver of the Sandra family home. "I'm still wondering if you were in the teacher's room." Sandra remembered about it again. He hasn't got a definitive answer on that.

"No need to be curious." Paris shook her hand in front of Sandra's face.

"That's impossible. There's no way I'm not curious. How could you miss such an important state exam." Sandra showed a face of disbelief. Finally Paris chose to smile thinly to hide her sadness. He wanted to avoid Sandra's question.