He's Not A Bad Boy

He's Not A Bad Boy
Chapter 7 - Parental Advice


That afternoon, a car drove across the road. The atmosphere in the car was quiet, Zafran who looked focused on driving but was actually thinking of a young man who had just accused him of being a sugar widower, It was Khaira who was staring out the window but so much was bothering her mind at the moment, while Umar, the younger brother who looked relaxed without any burden.


"Now explain who that man was, dear." Zafran began to open the conversation that he had wanted to express.


"Khaira doesn't know, Pa. Her name is Khaira doesn't know."


"Then why did he know your name?'


"Khaira doesn't know either, Pa. We just accidentally met that time."


The atmosphere of the car that had been quiet, immediately felt tense, as well as felt by the hijab girl, as if she was being interrogated for what she did not know at this time.


There was a rough gasp of breath from Zafran. "Son, papa never restricts you from making friends, but you should know your limits as a Muslim, especially when you are a teenager, there will be people who start showing interest in you, one of them was a boy."


Khaira silently listened to the word for word that his father had thrown. He was eager to deny that the man he did not know his name was interested in him because he had only met three times. However, he realized, the father certainly had his own reasons when saying that.


"If at any time you are interested in someone, I hope you are interested in a gentleman who always takes care of his eyes and takes care of himself as you have been taking care of yourself, it's not like this guy has tattoos and earrings. Instead of papa judging from appearance alone, at least a small part of a person's character can be seen from how he maintains his appearance," continued Zafran advised the princess.


"Yes, Pa, God willing."


"Oh yes, one more thing, papa never forbid you to work and study independently, just that papa's goal is to send you well, and your goal here is to school well, if your job is actually blocking your school, you better stop because papa is still able to finance your school to any college you want."


Khaira fell silent while looking at her father. There is no look at all joking faces but solemnity in every word. "Good, Pa."


***


Day after day passed, now the holiday period was over, and the even semester school period had arrived. All students have returned to the usual routine while at school, not least a handsome boy who is famous often makes a troublemaker and lazy while studying.


With a big bike and a full-face helmet, Boy entered the school grounds like an artist. Almost all students are amazed by the charm of the man who often gets the nickname Bad Boy, even so, still many girls who dream to be his girlfriend.


"Hay Boy, have you had breakfast yet? Here I bring you a special breakfast," said Ria while thrusting a box of food towards Boy.


Boy glanced at the lunch box, then left without touching it, even a word of rejection just a pleasant word he was reluctant to say. Ria again could only throw a lethargic breath due to the rejection she always received.


From the beginning he realized that Boy was very cold and did not like being close to any woman, including himself who was none other than a little friend of Boy from the past until now.


"Boy, you're called a BK teacher" said the class leader when he met Boy in front of their class.


Boy just nodded then walked towards the BK room so casually, it was no longer new for the man to deal with the BK teacher. Although in the end he was punished, but he did not mind at all. For him, BK teachers are his parents at school whose level of care is higher than his own father.


Tok tok tok tok


Boy opened the door slowly and entered the room dominated by white color after getting the approval from inside.


"Sit down!"


Like a child who was so obedient, Boy immediately sat down without a word. Judging from the look on the face of the BK teacher before him, Boy could guess what problem this time that made him deal with the middle-aged man.


"Semester yesterday, truant 10 times, without explanation 10 times, sick 10 times, even you ranked 30th out of 30 students in your class." The middle-aged man shook his head several times while staring at a book in his hand.


"Boy, do you seriously want to go to school? You have lived class, now you have third grade High School and this is your last chance, if this semester you still maintain your lazy and bod0h attitude, then very forced, very forced, we're gonna get you out of this school."


Boy's gaze now led to the middle-aged man. "No, Sir. Please give me a chance, if necessary I am ready to pay anything so that I can finish this school well."


"What's? Pay?" Teacher BK laughed for a moment.


"Boy, you know, you're the man you are, your father is a successful businessman, even very successful, but that doesn't mean you can use money to buy everything. Remember Boy, if you are used to relying on money without trying, you will be thrown out of the world of work, why? Because the world of work doesn't need your money but it needs your skills, money can run out, but science doesn't."


Boy just silent did not interrupt the words of the teacher BK because he realized, what the teacher said was true. It's just that his teenage soul who wants to be free always makes him forget every teaching and warning from his teacher.


"This is my last warning to you, and your money won't save you, you understand?"


"Yes, sir."


Boy came out of the BK room with a lackluster condition, how not, he did not have the spirit to go to school at all, but on the other hand, on the other hand, he did not have the spirit to attend school, he was also afraid to make his father embarrassed, especially in the presence of his two tantas who would certainly underestimate him.


Boy now rests his ass in his flagship seat which is at the very back of the class. He had already made up his mind that today he would not skip anymore and would follow his class until the end.


Trings


A message notification on his phone that reads distract Boy from his memory on the warning of the teacher BK.


Ifan


Boss, I just got a tip from our spies in the Brandalz gang, he said, they've just devised a plan to harass the girl you've been following lately.


Boy hardened his jaw while reading the message. Without thinking about his determination anymore, Boy immediately ran away from the class before the lesson hours began.


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