Master Vatler's Handmaiden Wife
7: IPHTV Meaning of difference in value.

Day after day is always passed. 

Will the story of that day bear fruit of happiness, sorrow, or anger?

No one knows what will happen from time to time.

But..

Rish. She was a woman who was in the eyes of her classmates, a little reserved. 

Will not get along if indeed no one invites him or for personal reasons that always do not want to express. 

However, everyone in the class was aware that if there was one empty time at most for Risya, then Risya used to stare out the window with an expressionless face.

No matter what was being thought of from Risya, no one knew because they chose to leave the girl in her solitude, as it seemed that she wanted to be alone. 

TAPS….TAPS…..TAPS…….

That afternoon, after the break was over, the bell to the classroom finally rang and immediately made the teachers return to their work to teach their students.

“Good day all.” greet the female teacher, after her first step into the classroom from 2-D.

“Siang bu.” all students answer them simultaneously. 

“Bu! What was the result of last week's replay?” asked one of the students, after seeing one large brown envelope that could hold a large pile of paper.

“True. This is a repeat result yesterday.” he replied. Then put the envelope to the table first. “Before I share this with you, there is one thing I want to tell you. Even if you are only in second grade and still in the first semester, I hope you need to improve all grades in the subjects, he said, because the score from the first and second semesters will determine what level you will be in the third grade. Do you guys understand?”

“Paham bu.” answer them all simultaneously. 

“Risya, do you understand what I said earlier?” glanced at Risya who was just sitting quietly in his place, without showing any reaction like a person who had no spirit.

“Paham bu.” replied Risya briefly take a glance towards everyone in her class. 

Even though his classmates were just silent, but not with their gazes all of them were equally staring at him.

“Ok, now the name you call, please go forward.” the teacher's mother finally opened the envelope she was carrying, and began to issue the contents of the paper. “Alven. Alen, Ariska.”

One by one all the names are called, immediately forward in order, and receive the results of the repetition they get from the midterm session held the previous week.

“Devi.” call him.

The woman named Devin went straight to the front of the class and both received her own replies.

“Preserve your value yes, Dev.” praise the teacher's mother to Devi who turned out to get the perfect score.

“Good bu.”

“Next Elen.” the same thing happened with Elen. “It's been good, upgrade a little more yes.”

“Iya bu.” replied Elen, then walked back to his own stool.

“Elen, how much do you get?” ask Devi to Elen.

“98.”

“Wah, she's great too.” one audible compliment.

“He is indeed smart from first class, I envy him.” one more compliment came from one of them all. 

All names were called, even the name Risya finally called also after a row of names that had names earlier than him.

“Risya.” call the teacher's mother to RIsya.

Just as it happened a while ago, when Risya went to the front of the class to receive the retaken sheet, everyone again looked at her, even to the point where Risya sat back in her own seat.

“Next Syerli and Vindy.” two people advance together.

“Not good from you.” answered Risya briefly, until Risya himself immediately hid his paper in his desk drawer and immediately overlapped with a food supply box that was there as well.

“So yes.” Annisa so could not ask further, because Risya seemed reluctant to tell the results of his actual repetition below the average value.

‘My grade is definitely the lowest among them.’ thought Risya when paying attention to everyone in the class, looks to be showing off the results of his repetition which is still said to be good, because it is still at the value of KKM.

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In class 2-A

“This is before you share the value of the repetition last week, you will tell you. Who got the perfect score in the results of this replay, I hope after school hours, meet the father at the office.” tell the teacher in students grade 2-A.

“Iya, sir.”

“Now the first name called is, Alen, Arga, Arshel.” call it.

As was the case in the other classes, in those classes all the called names went straight ahead and got the result of their own replicas.

“Yang brought KKM, tomorrow a repeat of remedial.” he added.

Arshel, who had the first name made him instantly get the initial order to advance. 

“ Arshel only looked at his worth for a moment before finally collapsing and returning to sit in his place with his calm demeanor.

“Surely he got another 100.” whether it was a sentence as a compliment or a sneer, Arshel did not respond to it.

“True. He from the beginning of school did always get the first rank of all students.” one more person talked about it in the heart who felt great envy with Arshel's achievements.

But is it really so?

Arshel got the perfect score?

“ Arshel just said it in silence.

“Alright, since all the replay values have been shared, we return to the lesson you last taught.” In accordance with his words, this teacher directly connected the laptop he carried to a connecting cable to a projector machine.

Then learning during the day was held again.

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14:30

The lesson of the day was over. Risya who had been picked up by uncle Ard, immediately made her get into the car.

BRACKET.

“How about miss's lesson today?”

“As usual.” chirped Risya, because he was lazy to discuss the topic about his own lesson.

‘If as usual, miss must be having problems again with her lessons.’ thought.

“Why is young master not out yet?” 

“Entaihlah, it may be as usual in he called the teacher to the office.” Risya who was tired of waiting for Arshell from her class earlier, and now still made to wait for her again, made Risya put her bag on the end of the chair and Risya immediately spread her body, making her own bag as a pillow. “Uncle, what getting low value is a sad thing?”

“...................” was asked directly like that by Miss Risya, because his guess about the value of his problematic lessons is correct, he said, uncle Ard simply gave a simple smile and replied, “ Values are just numbers, miss. They can change at any time depending on who is trying. Then according to uncle, value is only a matter of numbers and will not determine the absolute future. I'll tell you one thing, miss, I actually have a friend who, in school, always has better grades in all his parks. But after graduation, does he become a successful person like getting a ranking that is often obtained in his school?”

“ Risya just kept quiet and continued to listen.

“She did go to college for 4 years, but the effort from that time passed did not make her a successful person. It also depends on fate and determination. If miss knows, my old boyfriend was actually a not-so-smart guy, until he always got 10th from the bottom, but what's the truth after he graduated and went straight to work? He is now a successful businessman. So don't be sad about the value you get. It might just be the beginning of you finding something you want.” 

“Which I want?” risya's gaze was even more sad when he brought back a desire. “I still don't know.”

“Time will answer your wishes.” replied Uncle Ard who saw the sad face of Miss Risya making a glare belonging to Miss Risya brought him in a dream cradle, because he was asleep.