Hidden Identity: My Beloved Mafia Queen
Chapter 12: The New Motor

"Well, Neng bought a new bike!" Ms. Laura came out with a bucket of clothesline.

"Yes ma'am, I need a motorbike to transport to campus!" answer smiled.

"Indeed an important vehicle, Neng! So Neng didn't have to go back and forth in a taxi!" said Ms. Laura.

"Yes, Miss Laura!"

Indeed there was just a person who delivered a matic motorbike to Clara. Sure it's Sane's man. In accordance with his orders.

"Well, whose bike is this?" asked Sofia who just came out of the house and sat on the terrace.

"It's a motorcycle, Miss Lecturer!" mother Laura replied, "Good yes!"

"good. Sofia can cry dong, Mom!" goda Sofia's.

"Can. But it was Mom who brought the bike!" replied the beautiful teacher.

"Don't speed it, Mom! Yesterday just fitting piggybacking, Mother brought her bike fast! My hair up all stand!" frowning.

Haha ...

"Yes, how's dong? We want to save your friends who are held captive! You have to hurry!"

"Ah ah, I want to get ready to go to college! If you want to go, BURUAN! I don't want to, late for college!"

"Okay, I'm ready, Mom!"

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Just arriving at the campus, a female lecturer approached Clara. His face looks panicked. Clara panicked herself.

"What's the matter, Miss Wulan?" ask Clara curiously.

"There's a big problem going on at the college."

Clara scrunched her forehead. Because he felt he had done nothing wrong.

Did the real teacher come?

"What problem, Mom? Slow story, don't make me curious!"

"Mother was told by the Rector to come to the meeting room. There are other teachers there too!"

What's the matter?

"Good, Mom. I'll go straight there!" abugn.

Clara walked quickly to the room. He was curious, there was a big problem what made Bu Wulan look pias.

"Excuse me!" Clara came into the room. It turns out there are a lot of people there.

Who're they?

"Mom Clara. Please sit!" fabyan said expressionlessly. Fabyan patted the chair next to him. Clara sat down next to Fabyan. And two lecturers also sat near Fabyan.

"What's up, Mr Rector? Why so many people?" whispered.

"Later you'll know!" whispered again.

"Consideration! I'm introducing our new lecturer at this campus. Her name is Ms. Clara."

They stared at Clara sharply. But Clara didn't care much. He's acting calm.

"I'm sorry, Mom. How'this? Why are our children involved in drug cases? My mother is the teacher!" said one of the students' parents.

"Yes it's right. Even my son being a thug is unclear! Loss dong I paid the expensive tuition fee!"

Patience ...

Patience ...

Patience Clara ...

"How is this?" shout them.

"Calm down, Mother, Father!" Fabyan said, "We can talk about it!"

"Excuse me!" a middle-aged man and a middle-aged woman came. Mr. Fabyan who felt very familiar with the person, he welcomed his guests very kindly.

Who else are they? inner Clara.

"Sir Han, Miss Han! Please sit!" kindly, Fabyan invited them to sit down.

"Thank you, Mr. Fabyan!" answer them without expression. Chilly.

Oh, apparently Rafael's parents!

"I'm sorry, sir! That's beyond our duties as a guide!" replied Fabyan.

"So, I am the biggest donor at the University, sir! You should have paid more attention to my son!" the man looked angry.

"Prophey, Pah!" his wife tried to calm her husband.

"How can Papah be patient, Mah! Our son became a thug, unruly and most badly involved with drugs!" her husband said, "How could they not know! If you knew it was going to happen like this, I wouldn't have given Rafael here!"

"Me too, Mr. Fabyan! I am also a regular donor of this school! How could my son Rudi be involved as well!" timpal Rudi's parents.

"Yes, Sir! Really!" they strengthen each other.

"Yes, said Mr. Han! It's a waste we put our kids on this campus!" timpal was one of the parents of the students.

"I'm sorry, sir!" Clara began to speak up, she was a little angry because the middle-aged man continued to corner Mr. Fabyan, plus other parents, "We are here only a guide! Our job as teachers, planners and facilitators. We're not the babysitters of Mom and Dad!" clara began to get a little upset.

"What did you say?" the man looks upset.

"The main task of the lecturer is to teach, interpret, develop and disseminate science, technology and art through education, research and community service. Father and Mother should ask themselves. Why do they fall into bad things! Why blame us?" said Clara.

"Mom Clara!" Fabyan tries to stop Clara's words from stopping. Like a patas bus.

"I'm sorry, sir, Mom!"

"Why did the Rector apologize? They should be the ones apologizing and thanking us! We're helping his kids out of that obscure gang brutality!" the strangeness.

"Mom Clara!" Fabyan looked at his eyes.

"Oh, so this is how lecturers teach at this university! Really no manners!" decak Mr. Han, "I'm so sorry to have put my son in this college! I also regret being a regular donor to the School!" furious Mr. Han.

"Well, let's go! Papa's sick of having to linger here!"

"I want to go too! I also regret having my son on campus!" said someone again.

You shameless people! Not to be grateful to be angry!

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After everyone's departure, the meeting room was silent for a moment.

"It should be, Miss Clara don't have to answer their words!" fabyan was a little upset.

"How I didn't answer. They're so outrageous, sir! They blame the Lecturers, but they are clearly wrong. Ignoring their own son, blaming others! And people like them consider work more important than their own children!"

"Sad."

"Yes, I know! But to talk to people like them, you don't need to use emotions. And now look, they don't want to be donors to this college! Even though Mr. Han is a regular donor of this campus!"

Clara turned to Fabyan. The man's words were firm and hard on the heart. What Fabyan said was true. Because the momentary emotion made everything mess up. Try if he invites parents to discuss their children's problems.

Huf ...

Clara took a long breath.

"I'm sorry, sir! I'm guilty! I should be able to keep my emotions! They don't want to be donors to this school!"

"That's it, it's okay! Actually, this campus without donors can still run. But there's one thing that Miss Clara should know! It would be nice if there is a problem we solve with a cold head. We find a solution together. We discussed it well! As teachers, we do not want our image to be damaged. Therefore, we ourselves must build our self-image, so that it is good in the eyes of others!"he said at length, "Like this campus, Mom! If we can not keep the good name of this campus, of course the imaging of this campus becomes bad in the eyes of the community. And if that happens, I'm afraid no one wants to go to college here!"

Oh, my God, I feel guilty! I was wrong too!

"Then what should we do, Mr Rector?" ask the one who was silent. Start talking up.

"Hopefully, they still want to be donors here!"

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