FAITHFULLY YOURS (BSBB)
Chapter 5

...Chapter 5 | Faithfully Yours...

"W-how? Please tell me."

The mother stood up and looked at me with a hopeful look. He waited for my answer to tell me what I was trying to offer. Finally, I told her that I was a chartered date who was technically 'same' like her husband's affair. Yep. His reaction is predictable. Both of his eyes looked wide.

"How can you help me with that?" her tanyanya now squinted her eyes, keeping her distance.

I explained my system of work to her, where I would first get rid of her and drain her money and other possessions that her husband had kept. Then, return the spoils to himself in exchange for fees and percentages. The mother seemed interested in the options I was expressing. However, I immediately wanted to retract the words I had spoken. I want to stop, why offer myself again?

"Ah, no, no. You can't like my advice." I retracted my words just now, but he grabbed my hand and held back so I wouldn't just leave. So, I said something that I hope made him rethink and even undo the intention.

"Is Mom okay if Mom's husband asks me to do what 'adult couples' used to do? By delivering materials and luxury goods, there must be a reciprocity expected by an adult man like Mother's husband." I had to say it so that this mother would refuse.

Now I feel like I started something very wrong. Maybe this is not a good solution and it is never good to be a way out. I changed my mind.

Apparently, he understood exactly where I was going. His gaze was bright, perhaps weighing the decision he had to make. Will he approve or look at me in disgust? Push back. Come on, push, Mom.

Ah, nevermind. There's no time for anything like this anymore. "I'm sorry, Mom, let's just say I'm talking. I still have business, I go first, yeah."

"Wait!" His hand pulled my wrist until it stopped me. "I'm still weighing. If not, let us be friends. This is my business card. If you can, come play to visit." The mother handed her business card. Grace Bella, owner of Bella Donna Fashion. Oh, I know this boutique. The clothes he sells are made of premium materials, very beautiful and also expensive of course. Apparently, I got a classy potential peer.

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This morning I plan to apply for a change of lecturer. T-shirt was rarely accepted for college wear, so I wore a white shirt with a brucat on his arm and a dark gray midi long skirt. A pair of shoes with short heels in color matching my shirt have also been worn. My intention was to replace the meshoom lecturer. Hopefully my submission is approved and get a guidance counselor comfortably to help me complete the Final Task.

To be honest, I'm getting tired of dealing with Mia's world. I've been desperate to graduate and work properly. Why is it so hard to have a normal life as my true self? Does the ideal life really exist? It feels so bad to live a life with two different people.

When stepping in the car and put a map in the passenger seat, suddenly a call from Bu Indri—Wali Adel— Class made me wonder. It's not usual for Ms. Indri to call me.

I picked up the call and Ms Indri said something that surprised me. Adel fights with his classmates and is now in the teacher's room. I'm heading to Adel's school and hope there's no traffic jam ahead.

For almost an hour I drove and finally arrived at Adel's school gate. I headed straight to the teacher's room. When she was in the doorway, Ms. Indri immediately looked at me. Seen there, a pair of parents who seemed to be the mother and father of the student who fought with Adel. Ms. Indri told us her chronology, that Adel was involved in a commotion with Citra, a classmate when music lessons were taking place in the music room. Wait for. The image? Isn't that Adel's friend who said bad things about me?

Bu Indri said that at that time they were practicing music art subjects using guitar. When picking up the guitar, Adel's legs stumbled to accidentally nudge Citra. Inevitably, the guitar strings that are being distem Citra come off and hit his own cheeks. It made Citra roar in pain and then get angry. He robs the guitar Adel holds to replace his guitar that is detached from the strings. Adel maintains his guitar, then Citra does not accept and encourages Adel. That's when Adel hit back by pushing him back.

I took a deep breath when I heard the chronology that Ms. Indri told me. As far as I know, Adel rarely fights and if he gets into a fight it means there are things that really bother him. I looked at Adel's face and Citra who looked hurt. Both of their hair looks tangled. On the cheek Citra there is a clear red line is a line of former guitar strings. In his left hand was a scratch. On Adel's neck was seen a claw wound and the corner of his lips was also injured.

I immediately apologized to Ms. Indri for the incident and explained that Adel only defended himself. However, suddenly arrived Citra's mother refuted and looked at me sharply. "You're Adel's brother, aren't you??" ask ketus.

"No. I am the tantenya," I replied.

"Yes, just the same. Look, yeah, you can teach Adel that's manners, right?? See my son so because of what? Because of him!" accuse the tall, red-haired woman of that shoulder.

Ms. Indri tried to calm the mother of Citra who muttered upset to condemn us. Is this not wrong? Shouldn't that be us angry? I can't stay still. It is clear that Citra who attacked first for Adel's accident. Why is Adel the only one to blame?

"Already, already! Please calm down everyone. We are not looking for who is right or who is wrong. All we have to do is straighten out and fix things, not even muddy the atmosphere. As Citra's parents and Guardians of Adel, you should be wiser and you can set a good example. Not even fighting!" Eyebrows Bu Indri linked. His firm voice and serious look on his face made us speechless and listen to the words of Ms Indri.

"Account, Citra. It's just a misunderstanding. In the classroom, we need to create a comfortable and conducive atmosphere. If you fight, who will lose? You're alone. The atmosphere of learning is uncomfortable and you cannot learn well" said Bu Indri in Adel and Citra. "Now Mom will ask you to tidy up the music room, but before that Mom will cut your school points totaling 35 points each," said Bu Indri.

"No, Ma! Please, don't cut it, ma'am," asked Adel, who pleaded with both hands clenched in front of his face. He looks teary.

The points given by the school on each student is a total of 100 points. If any mistakes are made, then points will be deducted. Conversely, if you do good things and achieve, then the points will increase. Reduced points will make students get punished. If it continues to decrease until it runs out? Be prepared to be expelled from school.

"Don't apologize to Mom. Understand where your fault is and reflect on your barbaric deeds," said Ms. Indri.

Adel and Citra stared at each other. Reflecting on the words of Bu Indri, they seemed to agree to make up for each other and now shake hands. Bu Indri also saw the initiative both of them and only cut 15 points each.

In the end, I also greeted Citra's parents, but her mother seemed insincere. Do I care? No. gabe. The only person I worry about is my nephew. Point.

After a series of events that provoked this emotion ended, Ms. Indri allowed us to go home. I also invited Adel to talk outside the room for a while when everyone was gone. I just want to know what he's feeling right now.

"Adel, sad aunt, look at Adel like this," I said observing his wounds.

"Tante, actually Adel was not deliberately absent Citra. Then he was angry and said to Adel. Adel apologized."

"Yes, but do you have to be born and injured like this?"

"He started, Tan. At first Adel did not want to reply, but his speech was very sweet. Adel was so upset," explained Adel fiery.

On the one hand, I appreciate enough because Adel can defend himself, not just resigned to silence. But, this also makes me curious about what Citra said to Adel, until Adel was angry and turned to attack him.

"What did he say?"

"She said Auntie likes the same path Om-Om, continued Adel entered into the dormitory so that Aunt can easily wander the night. That's not true, is it, Auntie?" lontar Adel was convinced.

I was really surprised. Why could Adel suffer such bullying? Even more surprised because I was the cause. I was silent, unable to say anything. Just thinking, how bad I was being a aunt to Adel. This incident certainly hurt me.

"Adel is always proud to tell the friends, if Auntie struggles to pay for Adel's school. Although there is no Papa and Mama anymore, but there is a Aunt who is always supportive. That's enough. Adel does not accept if there are people who talk about Auntie," he ideal.

"Achel ...." I held Adel's hand tightly. Real tight. How happy and slicing Adel's words in my ears and heart. Sorry .. forgive Aunt, Del. To be honest, Aunt sinned against you. Sorry, Auntie can't be a good aunt yet.

After taking Adel to UKS to treat his injuries, the school asked me to replace the damage Adel and Citra did. Fair enough because the fine is divided in two with Citra's parents. That day I came home with a disheveled mind. I even forgot that I was going to take care of college.

Really, this incident made me want to get out of the world that Mia was living in. I don't want Adel to be a victim of what I did. I also want to make money right and stop being Mia, forever. Can it? May it?

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