Look At Me, Uncle
LMU

"When you walk look dong's eyes!" said Clara who is now seen wiping her arm that was hit by hot coffee.

"Sorry" he replied, now giving Clara a handkerchief.

Clara took it and walked to the toilet. While the man who hit him just smiled looking at Clara.

"Hikss ... Just entered already like my clothes, really shit today," said Clara who now wiped her clothes hit by coffee.

"Ara ...," call Viona who is now beside Clara.

"Geez Ara, what's this about?" join Viona who now sees Clara.

"There are people who pass by his eyes not in use!" clara answered by washing her hands.

"Who?" ask Viona who seems curious.

"Somehow, it looks like our school guest" said Clara, who now sees Viona washing her hands.

"Hmmm, yes let's go in" said Viona

Clara and Viona also walk together towards her class, seen a serious chat between Viona and Clara. Until without feeling they arrived at the class with a smile on their lips and did not realize there was someone in front of him holding a paper by staring at Viona and Clara.

While Viona who was aware of someone who was already sitting at the teacher's desk just silently stared without answering Clara's words, viona's eyes give the code to be silent but the code given to Clara is not also realized.

"Vi .., when a man comes by asking for the handkerchief I will repay him by spilling water on his shirt!" said Clara who was now smiling by ending her conversation with Viona.

"Hemm ..., if he accidentally spilled coffee on your shirt how? he apologized to you!" Said Viona who was now seen clasping her own hand tightly.

"There's no word of Vi's improbability!" replied Clara who now put a handkerchief on the table that she currently holds.

"Ohh ..., so want to spill water on my shirt?!" Ask the man who is now facing Clara looking at Clara from bottom to top, looking at Clara who is currently just silent.

"I told you I didn't mean it, and I apologized!" he now took the handkerchief that was on the table that he had given to Clara.

"And this ..," he said, showing a handkerchief in his hand.

"I was giving it to you, but I don't think so. So this I take again" he continued, who now took a handkerchief from Clara's desk and put it on his desk.

"Now do this task on the board and explain how, because your friend asked!" said the man who now gave the marker to Clara.

"And you, please sit down!" he looked at Viona.

Clara took the marker in the hands of the man who is now her teacher, she began to write down all the answers assigned by her teacher.

"Here, please take notes and understand what I have explained on the board!" clara said by putting a marker on the teacher's desk, then she walked to her desk.

As for the man who was currently in front of him staring at the blackboard, all the answers and explanations Clara had written down, amazed by the disciple child who was in front of her. Just this time he faced a cold disciple who ignored him.

"Murids with a quintessential intelligence!" his murmured who was now nodding his head.

"Okay, everyone understands the explanation in front ?" his question was now looking towards the students who were staring at the blackboard.

"Already sir!" answer them simultaneously.

"Good ...," he answered.

"Now I give you 3 minutes, please write the one in front!" he sits at his desk by opening his laptop.

Many wrote and copied the writing given by Clara, while Clara just sat by reading the book in front of her.

3 Minutes passed, and now it appeared that the men who became their teachers also deleted all of Clara's writings. Then he wrote about the same thing Clara answered.

"Do this and then collect another 10 minutes ..," he said, writing down all the problems he made without looking at the book.

"On one sheet of paper!" he who was now sitting at his desk looked at all the students who looked confused.

While his gaze pointed at the seemingly ordinary Clara and casually wrote everything in front of her without much talking. He shook his head as he looked in the other direction, looking confused and staring at the friends beside him.

"Do well, you've seen the answers from your friends. Understand and research how!" His words were now walking around the table.

Silence without a word, but clearly visible on the faces of his students who were so worried about the answers they gave.

8 Minutes have passed and now the room looks boisterous with the answers they write, clearly visible faces of those who do not mind the results they give.

"in 2 minutes all the answers collect, and give them to Clara!" said the teacher who now appears to clean his laptop.

"Clara ..., Please deliver to my room!" the teacher who is now walking out of class.

clara nodded her head without answering.

"Here you are, after all he only temporarily replaced my mother Pika!" said one of his class mates.

"Hemm .., thank God at least I won't see him again" he murmured by taking all the papers given by his classmates.