Fature & Rina
deafening

"gue realized my position is just a new kid coming in. But that doesn't mean I have to wait for my friend in the bullies!" Rina spoke without fear.

"Temen you said? You don't know who he is! He's a son of a whore!"

Rina sighed, "whatever her parents' job is, we have no right to raise her child! May we remind, but that does not mean reminding by way of bullying!"

"Allah mending you move aside, I don't want to deal with the transfer boy from the dump school! 18 High School, right?"

"Children in High School 18 are more polite than here! There is no bully system like gini. Is this the school you hold high? People like lo gini who usually like broken school names."

"Diem lo son of a bitch!" Bella swung her hand but her hand was held back by Fathur. Fathur's eagle eyes looked sinister.

"You want to be a champ? This is not the place!" Fathur spoke in a cold tone.

"Get my hands off!" Fathur releases Bella's hand.

"Review lo!" After threatening Rina, Bella leaves with her gang.

"Thank you, you've helped me." said the girl in glasses.

"Lo don't want to be bullied, if he acts again you can fight don't be afraid! Gapapa." Lina gave her new girls glasses please.

"Thank you, you're the first person who thinks I'm ready. Oh, I know my name is Luna." Luna stretched out her hand while taking her glasses from Lina's hand.

"Gue Rina, we're down now. Don't ask for my help."

"Yes,"

Fathur was still there watching Rina. She did not expect that Rina would be that brave.

"Lo why are you here?" Rina stared at the cynical Fathur.

"Let's get anter, you must be stray because you don't know the way."

"Don't care!"

"Whatever!" Fathur leaves Rina with Luna.

"Lun, don't think too much about what Bella said. Emm sorry even though the words may be true, but you are not wrong. You also do not want your mother to work like that? And you can't do anything, so it's not your fault, don't hate your mother. She must have had a reason why she'd admit it."

Luna let out a breath of air, "iya Rin, once again thank you. Come on. I'm anter, what class?"

"Gue class 11 IPA 1, you yourself?"

"11 IPA 6."

"Owh haha our class is pretty far away?"

"Yes, come on I'm anter." Luna escorted Rina to her class.

After school, Rina left the last class. No one wants to talk to him in class. Fathur also ignored Rina, in their school like people who did not know each other.

"Who's Rina lo turning?" tanya Luna approached Rina.

"Just Fat-Ride by motorcycle! Ahaha yes, ride the ojek." Lina spontaneously changed her sentence.

"Owh is that, I'm going back first huh? Gapapa, right?"

"Yes gapapa, watch out for Bella."

"Yes Rin, bay.." Luna waved to Rina. Rina replied to Luna's hand.

Rina walks alone in the school corridor, she walks past the stairs, at the end of the stairs suddenly Bella comes and pushes her. Lina slumped on the floor, like her leg was sprained.

Lina pursed her lips, rolled her eyeballs to the side then looked at Bella. "You looking for me?"

"Ups sorry I didn't accidentally." Bella walks without guilt and then steps on Rina's hand.

"What new kid are you doing here?" tanya Margin saw Rina sitting on the floor. "Solicit donations?"

"Abroad! I fell bego."

"Oh here I help," Margin reached out her hand.

"But my foot is into the seleo."

Fathur passed by next to them. "Eh Fathur where are you going? Help the new boy!" said Margin pulls the arm of Fatur's school uniform.

"Why the hell is this kid?" pissed Fathur.

"Lo didn't see him again asking for donations? Uh abis jatoh? help her feet hurt."

Actually Fathur was reluctant to help Rina, but because of this request Margin, forced him to help by holding Rina ala-ala bridal style.

Fathur takes Rina to the bike followed by Margin. "Let me anther this child" said Fathur coldly.

"Okay, take it slowly, son of this man."

"Yes,"

Fathur rode his bike at 60. Along the way Lina looked at her feet that were getting swollen due to sprains.

Upon arriving at home, Fathur again raised Rina in the same style. He sat Lina on the living room sofa. Fathur went to the kitchen and broke the ice cubes, he put the ice cubes into the cloth and brought them back to Rina.

"Where are your legs,"

Rina raised her legs slowly because it hurt when she moved. Fathur placed a cloth filled with ice cubes onto Lina's swollen legs.

"Emang menpan's? As I wish that sprain is usually in order."

Fathur snorted, "let's go to the masseuse!" Once again Fathur had to hold Rina. Fathur took Rina to her mother's massage even though it was quite far from their home.

"This one of us is at my mom's house!" said Fathur as they were about to return home from the masseuse.

"Why? I don't want to go there!"

"According! I don't want to bother taking care of you! Tomorrow you rest at home until your feet are completely healed."

"But_

"Udah let's go to my mom's house." Fathur turned on his motorbike and drove it until he arrived at the gate of his house that was tightly closed.

"Please don't stay here." Rina put on a face. "Gue promise I won't take elo."

Fathur saw the face that welcomes Rina from the rearview mirror of her motorbike, she knew that Rina must be awkward because she was not familiar with her mother. Fathur had to turn the motor back on and run the motor until he arrived home.

When it was dark, the Maghrib prayer rang. Lina was able to walk on her own despite limping. His ankle is still swollen and painful.

~kruk.. the voice of Lina's stomach starving one day has not been filled.

Fathur was furious, why today Rina became a burden. "Sit on them I bought to eat!" annoyed Fathur and then left.

The hungry and sleepy Rina also refrained from sleeping because the day was late.

After buying fried rice and mixed rice at the front food stall of the complex, Fathur returned home. Fathur did all of that with no sincerity and impressed forced.

"Eat!" Fathur already serves fried rice on a plate.

"Thank you." This is the first time Rina has thanked her husband. Rina devoured the fried rice, and Fathur devoured her mixed rice.