
"Just tell Nabila what you want to say."
Finally Nabila voiced, ventured to speak, "Sorry Mom, have made a commotion and make the school atmosphere uncomfortable." he said but the head directly he submitted.
"What are you doing?" ask Irma.
Nabila glanced back at Ariyana.
'Why am I the only one being interrogated? Then her? This young lady is the first one to do it!' moody Nabila.
"When, what are you doing?" reset Irma.
"Fight with him," answered Nabila pointing towards Ariyana.
"He started first, Mom!" sela Ariyana, defend herself.
"What made him attack you?" cecar Irma turned to ask Ariyana.
The sudden question made Ariyana's mouth speechless.
"When you start first, then what makes Nabila attack you?" repeat Irma, still he catapulted to Ariyana.
"She. she_"
"Just ask Nabila Bu why he attacked Ariyana!" sheilla Sela.
"Well, you as Ariyana's best friend and clearly see everything in front of your eyes, Try to tell Mom with exact, exact, and of course the most important honesty" said Irma, ask Sheilla.
Sheilla's look he submits. His mouth was silent.
"Nobody wants to talk? Just being quiet like this?"
"One more time I ask_"
"He grabbed me Mom, and then I twisted his hand back" said Nabila.
It was seen that Ms. Irma was breathing out, "What caused you to be grabbed by Ariyana's sister?"
Nabila was silent for a moment, seemed hesitant to say, how not to hesitate, he had to say because Ariyana forbade herself to be close to Kaffah, is not it indirectly can be interpreted the fight because fighting over a man? Issh! Not really for Nabila, fighting just because it was like that.
"Right Ariyana you grabbed Nabila?"
Ariyana shakes her head.
"Said Nabila you grabbed him and then he twisted your hand back?"
Silently, Ariyana was silent. Even everything became silent.
"If you just keep quiet like this, ok, the only way you have to call your parents!"
"Don't Ma!" answer everything simultaneously.
Irma looked at everyone, "Yes, say it.
Nabila's mind immediately imagined both parents who only odd jobs called by the school because of such things. Really from the bottom of his heart the deepest is not willing. They worked hard for him and his sister but the results were disappointing. Called a BK teacher for fighting. It must be for them heartache, that is not desired by Nabila.
"He threatened me not to get close to Kaffah Ma, I ignored his words, and when I wanted to go my pigtails were pulled by him! Yes, I have returned a twist of his hand," explained Nabila.
Ms. Irma looks back on her breath, "Is that really Ariyana?"
Ariyana.
"If you just keep quiet, it won't solve the problem. Just one word yes or no" continued Irma, her gaze still turned towards Ariyana, hoping that her protege would say one word.
"Yes Ma'am" said Ariyana.
"But he who started pushing my body Bu to hit the wall. He said he would not stay away from Kaffah" said Ariyana.
Nabila most beautiful to hear Ariyana's words that are clearly slanderous to her.
"That's slander Mom! Your mouth needs to be taught a lesson!" nabila protest, because it was too emotional, his rebellious soul immediately reacted, the right hand pulled Ariyana's collar, his left hand was clenched and almost thrown into Ariyana's face if not prevented by Ms. Irma.
"Eh uh uh, Nabila! Let go of your hands!" prevent him from embracing Nabila's body.
"When! Istighfar, once hit then the punishment is not kidding," persuaded Irma his hand moves down Nabila's hand.
Slowly Nabila released his grip, while slightly pushing Ariyana's body.
"That's Ma'am, in front of Mom she would dare to hit me. Especially outside" said Ariyana with lizard tears.
Irma sat Nabila down to calm her emotions.
After starting to calm down, Irma again interrogated the two.
"Say, is it true that Ariyana said, you started first, pushing her body?"
"Slander Ma'am, by Allah I did not do that," replied Nabila quickly.
"If that's not true, why do you have to be this angry to hit Ariyana?"
Nabila lowered his head. His young soul was indeed that type, once nudged directly to the chest.
"Remember my children, your future is long. Don't just because of your guys' problems to fight. That's so unpleasant to hear. You guys go to school not to fight over guys but to fight over science. Pursue it straight so that your knowledge can be useful" Irma explained.
"When, Ariyana mother apologizes to each other to forgive," continued Irma pulled the right hand of the two children.
"He slandered me Mom! Okay first thing I forgive, but for slander! He must honestly tell the truth!"
"Ariyana, is that really slander?"
"Ti.. no Ma'am! I'm not defaming him! I see for myself no, how arrogant he is!"
"You already know he's arrogant, why wear threatening him all to not get close to Kaffah?" irma's Cecar.
Ariyana's face looks confused, wailing moreover has denied the problem of slander even imbued with such questions.
Actually Irma deliberately provoked the two to make a sound. From the way he talks, the tone of speech, and the mimic of his students Irma can judge who is honest and not. It's just that Irma wants the honesty to come out of her students' mouths.
"If you insist on lying, I can call your parents" Irma threatened.
"Remember, this is still school level, the judge is still Irma's mother. Whatever your answer is, I still tolerate it. But it will be different if in court, once you lie, dishonest, let alone lead to legal slander will not play games," Irma explained her gaze alternately to Ariyana and Nabila.
"Ariyana," called Irma so that the student would make a sound.
"Yes ma'am" he replied with a fearful expression.
"Yes what?"
"Yes will not repeat not to fight anymore" continued Ariyana.
"Continue?"
"What did Ma'am do?"
"Other than that."
"No.. don't lie," Ariyana replied softly.
"Not lying about?"
Ariyana was speechless, telling the truth that it would not add punishment to her, her super fierce papa face suddenly flashed through her mind, although surely she would be defended by her mother who was very indulgent.
"But I promise I won't call my parents?"
"Mothers call them when the matter is over" said Irma.
"Yes, I grabbed him because I was upset" said Ariyana.
"That's all?"
Ariyana nodded.
Irma breathed back, peeking too deeply would take a longer time but this problem had to be resolved.
"Mother concluded, you warned Nabila to stay away from Kaffah. Nabila does not heed your words, he will instead leave just like that, because you are upset to finally pull the pigtail Nabila. Feeling unacceptable, Nabila immediately replied, defending yourself by twisting your hands that had grabbed her hair. That so?"
Both Nabila and Ariyana nodded slowly.
"Night!" edith Irma.
The two pairs of eyes looked at each other, one felt not sincere and Nabila felt resigned, basically did not want his parents until called school because of this kind of thing.
Nabila reached out, "I'm sorry," he said, had to give up apologizing even if not wrong.
"Hmmm," said Ariyana returned Nabila's hand.
"Alhamdulillah, you have improved. Don't repeat anymore huh," cried Irma look their smile printed on the face.
"Ariyana clean the front garden of the library is finished mop terracenya, and you Nabila clean the front garden laboratory IPA after that mop terrace as well," continued Irma.
"But Ma'am, we've already forgiven each other. Why are they still being punished?" Ariyana Protest.
"Do you want a heavier punishment?" bargain Irma without answering Ariyana's words.
"No, Mom." Ariyana answered quickly.
"Good, then do it quickly. And you, Sheilla, Novia can go to class."
"Yes ma'am, thank you," the two replied but their eyes looked towards Ariyana as if asking for permission to return to class.
Ariyana is seen replying by pursing her lips.
"You guys wait any more? Now do it" said Irma reminded.
"Yes ma'am, excuse me," replied Nabila then came out followed by Ariyana.
"Don't come to the second thing I haven't finished, can be ashamed. My reputation as the most beautiful woman in Merdeka Berbudi High School can be lost because of this!" ariyana murmured quickly to clean the garden, though clearly her hands were too disgusted to touch the trash or pluck out the weeds that surrounded the garden.
Nabila, no matter what. His feet were moving to clean everything. Finished it he took a mop to clean the IPA laboratory terrace.
"Hey! I'm a mop! Don't step!" nabila protest without seeing the face of a new person set two shoes on the laboratory terrace.
Nabila looks grim, see the face of the person who stepped on the floor that has been dipel.
The student stared intently and raised his two eyebrows, then his hand waved for Nabila to come closer to him.
With a sigh, Nabila finally according to get closer to the student.
Plating.
"Ow! Sick knows!" nabila protest stroked his forehead which had just gotten the student's hook.
"You said it hurt! Aren't you a hotshot, huh!" the student said it ended a decisan.
"Our martial arts skills are tainted because of this case!" continued.
Indeed, in martial arts, it is mentioned. Do not use martial arts arbitrarily, let alone used when emotions are not controlled. It must be clear to defend the truth.
"If he doesn't start first how could I repay him!" nabila Protest.
Plating.
"You're sick!" exclaimed Nabila because one ketokan landed back on his forehead.
"Only a sane person who serves people is not sane in their model!" he said insinuating Nabila's attitude while shaking his head.
"He's the one who's insane! I_"
"Yes, you're not in your right mind either!" kekeh students cut said Nabila.
"Ah, it's hard talking to you! Not being concerned adds to my burden! Mending just go fast," Pinta Nabila pushed the student's body.
"I've been here a long time!" the answer.
"Fight over me! Make my reputation come down!" his murmur went but through the area that had been dipel Nabila.
"Hey! Don't accidentally dirty the floor I mop!" shouted Nabila with growl. However, the student still ignored Nabila's screams.
"Some who took you!" nabila protest with muttering.