GROWINGS

GROWINGS
39


The two cars entered the courtyard of the Ellite Rovario SMK in tandem. All the students immediately noticed and wondered about who the figure in the luxury car was.


But once a short fat man with his half-bald head came out, they immediately thought that this was not good news for all of them.


Then some people who came on foot afterwards, immediately made the students and teachers of SMK Ellite Rovario feel that this was the day...


The day that this school that they love so much, will meet its destruction...


"Good morning, Mr. Head of Foundation..." Friendly and warm greeting Mrs Nuriyanti to the Head of Foundation.


"Yes..!" replied the short fat man was short and sniffy.


Ms. Nuriyanti also invited her important guests to her room. Entertain them with a cup of warm sweet tea and also a can of biscuits.


"The two men must be people from the bank.." Gabriel whispers.


Eka just shut up. He already knew because the two men, looking the same as the two who had also visited his house, and said he would confiscate his house if the debt of his parents was not immediately repaid.


"If I see that guy's face, I want to feel like I beat him to death!" Tukas Julian with the person in question was Kinno.


Not a few students of SMK Ellite Rovario who peeked and listened from outside the teacher's room. They were very curious about what the adults were talking about.


"Can we just speed it up?" Ask the head of the foundation with his face down.


Martin Luther looked at Bu Nuriyanti and his comrades with haughty faces. The old man was impatient to immediately seize this school and of course Dafa. Because for him Dafa is something very beautiful, expensive, valuable, from whatever is in this world. Moreover, he has received full support from Silvana Anindita.


"Hopefully I don't see that damn kid again..." The head of the foundation.


The two men in light blue shirts with name tags hanging from the pockets of the shirt, both pulled out a stack of files from inside the tote bag they were carrying.


"Sorry, we can't start without Mr. Dafa here."


Everyone is not playing around hearing it. No exception with the students of SMK Ellite Rovario who had been eavesdropping from outside the room.


One of the bank officers was seen contacting someone with his cell phone.


"Because of that brat, my head aches and my asthma relapses for a week!" Said the head of the foundation again.


"Well then-" the bank clerk began to talk again. "Mother Nuriyanti and Mr Inu Atmaja..?"


Hearing his name being called, Inu straightened her head.


"I'm Nuriyanti.."


"Then Mr Inu Atmaja?"


"Sir Inu..!!" Ms. Fatma once called her companion. He even pulled out a chair for his partner.


"You're Mr Inu Atmaja?"


Inu nodded then sat right next to Bu Nuriyanti.


"All right then. Please both of you sign some of the documents that we have included.."


"Signature..?" Bu Nuriyanti's voice sounded trembling.


"Sorry, if I may know --- for what sake huh?" ask Inu.


"Alright Ms. Nuriyanti and Mr. Inu, there is something we have to explain first here.." The bank officer began to speak again. "According to the verdict of the auction hearing - - henceforth, Ellite Rovario's SMK - is fully held and fully controlled by Mr. Dafa Ardiansyah.."


"DAPART...!!" Almost all of the people were suffocating aghast instead of playing, when they heard the name of someone they knew so well called by the bank officer.


"Wait a minute!!" Martin Luther interrupted. "Aren't you signing the agreement?!"


The Head of the Foundation laughed cynically. "The boy is a jerk. But he gave me more money and offers.."


"How is that possible?!"" Martin Luther was very emotional. "The verdict of the trial was clear that I was the ---"


"Who won it?" A voice came from the door.


"DAPA..?!" His friends screamed.


Dafa appeared in a light blue sweater, navy jeans, white hat, and also his favorite light blue backpack.


"Don't I ever say it, if I'd done anything for my school, it's Mr. Martin Luther who I have great respect for..."


"Impossible...!" Martin Luther could not believe this.


"Nothing is impossible in this world, Mr. Martin Luther.."


The head of the Foundation tried not to bring his eyes together with the blue eyes of the boy.


"Becch..." It was like I was out of words that morning.


"I'm sorry if I'm almost too late to do this.." Dafa said with a face that always exudes a positive aura to his teachers and friends. "Has the old Head of the Foundation signed it?"


"You're so noisy! You don't see what I'm doing, do you?!"


"Hihi, the Head of the Foundation seems to have finished this you want a vacation to the mountain huh? Don't forget the hair growth medicine, brought yes.."


"Pak Inu-Ibu Nuriyanti, please sign it.." The bank officer reminded the two men.


"Dafa, this ---"


Dafa nodded. "Yes, Miss Nuriyanti. This school is now ours together.."


"Back.." A tear Bu Nuriyanti fell to the point of dripping onto the paper.


It was also a bit time-consuming for the three people to sign all the files and documents.


Meanwhile Dafa still continued to stand with both hands folded in front of his chest. Looking at Kinno and Martin Luther who had not dared to raise their heads at all.


"alright. With this, SMK Ellite Rovario has officially changed hands to Mr. Dafa Ardiansyah and Ibu Nuriyanti as the full responsibility."


"I'm going to go. It feels stuffy in here!" Tukas head of the foundation.


"Thank you for the help, Mr. Head of Foundation..!! I hope we can meet again..!!"


Martin Luther, Kinno, and two other teachers who were brought in that morning slowly rose up with mixed feelings. How can a school that does not have the breath of life, as if it had risen and now stands straight again.


"Remember that I'm just getting started, Kinno..."


Kinno turned his body back. "Dafa.." his voice was slow and trembling.


Meanwhile the dark clouds came rolling, with a cold wind blowing quite fiercely.


And there - near the pond of the school garden that had no fish - the old grandmother, standing with a black umbrella that protects his body from the rain that fell very heavily.


'Go back if you can no longer, my granddaughter - rest even if you never want to...'


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