Hay Pak Teacher
Part 8's

Not wanting Alana to find out her destination to the hospital, she tells him to wait in the car.

While he walked in a hasty step towards the room of a doctor who called him earlier at school.

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He opened the door and approached the busy doctor with a file on his desk, the doctor looked up when he realized his presence there.

The doctor placed his pen on the table and repaired the sagging glasses. "This is not the Alvi I know." he said.

Alvi sniffed his shoulders indifferently sitting across from the desk of doctor Angga. "I have business" he replied.

Of course, Angga's doctor told him that he had never been late for a minute, but this all happened because of his students.

"Where?"

Doctor Angga thrust out his pad file. "We must immediately have surgery, the cancer has entered stage 3" explained Dr. Angga to make it understood.

He massaged the base of his nose that felt dizzy, surgery? he's not ready for that. He did not expect the brain cancer that he had been hiding from his grandfather instead of recovering even worse.

There were already many doctors he had met, but the result was the same, the only way was surgery.

"A chance to survive?" tanyakanya.

"Different from the previous two stages of stage 3 cancer is more malignant. Look." Dr. Angga pointed to a monitor that displayed the contents of the human head. "The cancer has spread to nearby tissues, which means the patient's chances of safety are 50:50."

"Is there no absolute comparison that says he can survive?"

Angga smiled in response to the words of his friend. Angga knew very well behind the flat face of the man in front of him there was a veil to the deep worry stored there.

"You know better than me Vi, you're an expert in mathematics and chemistry."

He breathed once again. "Is there no hope anymore?"

"Depending on what the patient wants to be, the denominator or the numerator. If pesian becomes a small denominator of possibilities, but if pesien becomes a big numerator of possibilities."

"You mean if he becomes the numerator, there's a good chance he'll survive? how big is that?" clearly emanated hope on the flat face Alvi heard the explanation of Dr. Angga.

"90% percent is possible, depending on the patient's willingness to survive. My advice, follow what he wants, so he wants to survive the surgery later."

"That's sure. When will the operation be performed?"

"Tomorrow."

After talking to Angga's doctor and getting a little hope, he visited a room before going home.

He looked at the pale face that was sleeping in the room through the window. Not wanting to disturb, he decided to meet Alana who might have been saturated waiting for him.

Arriving at the parking lot, not the saturated face he got but a girl was conspiring beside his car. I don't know what to do, he doesn't know.

He continued walking closer while noticing what exactly the girl was doing to his car.

"What are you doing?" reproofing.

Alana was aghast, then immediately stood with her distinctive style not forgetting to display a series of white teeth. "Udah?"tanyakanya.

Alvi responded with a nod and then got into the car after Alana. Before statering his car he took a glance at his student. "The belt's on the plug."

Alvi did not answer and instead glanced at her rearview mirror that looked strange. "What are you doing with my spy?"inquiringly.

Alana took a glance at Alvi's rearview, then smiled. "Oh that, I just accidentally saw a drug plaster sales passing by, pretty crazy!" exclaimed Alana holding both cheeks glanced at the drug palaster with a picture of hello kitty that stuck perfectly in the rearview of Mr. Alvi.

He didn't even notice how Mr. Alvi's expression was now, the important thing was happy.

"Continue?" Alvi raised her eyebrows while running the car out of the hospital courtyard.

"Because to remember the rearview of the father who was scratched due to my actions. Yaudah I bought a beautiful paster and then in tempelin deh in the rear view of the father. Take it easy sir, after my father comes home to be changed." Alana showed her middle and index fingers forming the letter V with her trademark sinless grin.

He tilted his head to pay attention to Mr. Alvi who was focused on driving. Hypocritical if he says Mr. Alvi is ugly and mediocre. The man beside him was very handsome and charming but his cold and annoying nature made anyone unable to stay around for long.

Seriously watching his teacher's handsome face, he did not realize that the car he was driving entered the police station area.

"Down!"

The baritone's voice managed to make her shake herself, hopefully Mr. Avi did not realize that from now on he was staring at her.

Alana nodded, following Mr. Alvi's orders and followed the refrigerator into the police station. He decided to stand next to Mr. Alvi who was already sitting comfortably in front of the police pack who still looked young.

"Is there anything we can help you with, sir?" ask the police.

"I'd like to report a fraud case sir."

Alana notices the cop picking up a book and a pen, maybe it's a special book for a case that the cops are about to solve. Then start to record what he said Mr. Alvi.

"Sorry sir, if you may know how long the sentence is?" alana asked carefully after Mr. Alvi explained everything.

The police officer looked at his friend. "A case like this how long is the punishment?"

"About 3-5 years."

With an answer from the police officer, Alana's heart wavers to report the man who stole her motorcycle, she doesn't want him to be in the law for too long. What if her mother is really sick? who will take care of his mother.

Unbeknownst to Mr. Alvi, he walked out of the police station and decided to sit next to the blue sports car owned by his kiler teacher. Not long after the ice man approached him.

"Why go?" asked Mr. Alvi, making him look up.

Alana groans. "I'm not reporting to you, sir."

Mr. Alvi raised his eyebrows, where the spirit of the girl who forced him earlier, why suddenly changed.

"Why?"

"Let my bike go missing, sir, it can be bought, but if the guy's in jail he'll be separated from his mom, after all he was young his time would have been wasted if languishing in prison for so many years."

Although Alana's soul is bar-bar and likes it casually, but pity and pity have ingrained in her. Maybe because of the upbringing of his mother as a child.

Unlike Alana, Mr. Alvi did not accept the reason given by Alana. It is the same as supporting someone to commit another crime and even harming others.

Well if the person is capable like Alana, but if people are hard how?

"You want to be a lawyer, right?"