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A Different Attitude

Moments later, Amanda walked out of the teachers' room and approached the little man who was sitting waiting for her on a bench not far from there.

"Come, Mommy, meet Arsen with Arsen's new friends!" take Manda who is already standing in front of Arsen.

Arsen and Amanda walk into a classroom where the kids are already sitting neatly when they see their teacher coming into the classroom. Amanda became the mother of the teacher she liked the most, she was the teacher who taught her the gentlest way, but she was also the teacher who easily ordained her students. Although the way to teach him is gentle, but still every student behaves well and does not make it difficult for him in terms of teaching and others. It is also not uncommon to make some other teachers jealous of the way Amanda can easily educate students there.

"Good morning, dear children!" he smiled, looking at all his students.

"Good morning Mother Manda!" said the boy-ank politely sounded carefree to Amanda.

"Today we have a new friend, Mommy hope the other Mother's children want to be good friends with your new friends yes," said Amanda very gently.

"Arsen, now introduce yourself, Arsen understand right?" ask Amanda quietly to Arsen who nodded in understanding.

"Hi everybody. My name is Rajendra Arsenio, you can call Arsen!" her words sounded so flat that Amelia who heard and saw the way Arsen spoke, frowned.

'She spoke to me so softly and kindly, just like the other kids, but why is it that when she talks to a kid her age, she is cold like this? He just looks not want to make friends.Inner Amanda stared confused at Arsen's attitude.

"Kids, let's say welcome to your new friend!" said Amanda loudly to her other students who still continue to look at Arsen who actually stood firmly facing them.

"Welcome, Arsen!" say them simultaneously.

"Arsenio, you can sit on the empty bench that is there, yes!" Amanda said as she pointed at the empty stool in her intention.

"Mother, can I sit over there?" tanya Arsen pointed at the empty chair that was in the corner of the room.

"Why is there? If there Arsen would sit alone, wouldn't it be nice to sit with friends?" amanda asked.

"I'd rather sit there!" answer Arsen flat.

"Well, Arsenio can sit there!" Amanda followed her student's wishes.

A few hours later, the study hours were over and the children one by one had left the class when their invitation had arrived, leaving only Arsen who was still loyal to be there.

"Arsenio hasn't been picked up yet? Who's gonna pick up Arsenio? Mama or Papa?" ask Amanda to come up to the little guy.

"Mama does not exist. Nek Maryam was going to pick Arsen up," replied Arsen again sounding softly at Manda.

Hearing Arsen's answer saying that Mama is not there, made Manda remember what Mother Yuli told her yesterday. Manda regretted asking that question, and condemned his folly of forgetting that.

Moments later, someone approaches Arsen and Amanda.

"Arsen, your pick-up has been waiting, you know!" said Yuli, the principal there approached the two who were still in the classroom.

"Oh, Yes Mother, I don't think there's an invitation yet!" Manda smiling.

"Mother, can Arsen play at Mother's house?" asked Arsen when they were close to Arsen's pickup car.

Amanda was silent for a moment hearing Arsen's words. He admitted that there were many students who tried to get close to him, but only Arsen who openly said he wanted to come to his house openly like that.

"Arsen want to play at Mother's house?" his tanyanya made sure that the answer was a nod by Arsen.

"Of course I can." Amanda could not resist, she smiled as she gently rubbed Arsen's head.

Maryam who was next to the car approached the two, curious as to who Arsen was talking to when she saw Arsen smiling as someone rubbed his head.

"Am–Amelia?" said someone who Manda heard someone call her Amelia for the second time.

"Sir, this is Mother Amanda's name, not Mama!" sahut Arsen told the woman who called Manda Amelia.

"Eh, I'm sorry Mom, I was wrong" said Maryam who was mistakenly staring at Amanda who was staring confused at her.

The mama? If I didn't hear wrong, I heard him mention Mama. Do I look like his mother? Inner Amanda.

"It's okay Mom, just call Amanda," she said, feeling disrespectful when someone older than her called her mom, though she often heard about her title as a teacher.

"Do I look like the woman you call Amelia?" ask Amanda to find out.

"Yes Ma'am teacher, you are similar to my late master!" maryam answered still calling Amanda with a mother's call, but with the addition of a teacher at least makes Amanda do not mind hearing it.

"Alright, I understand that the resemblance of a person becomes commonplace. Arsen be careful yes, do not forget to do PR from Mother!" said Amanda smiled at Maryam and then took turns to look at Arsen who nodded his words.

"Mother, down!" pinta Arsen on Amanda who immediately subdued her body, and suddenly got a kiss on her cheek from the little man, making him smile at Arsen.

"Arsen go home, Mother. See you tomorrow!" said Arsenio into the car whose door had been opened by Maryam.

"I'm sorry, Teacher!" said Maryam who was nod by Amanda.

In the car, Maryam is still in her mind considering the face of teacher Arsen who is very similar to the face of Amelia, is it possible that Amelia has a twin? thought.

"Mother, Manda is beautiful, isn't she?" tanya Arsen awakens Maryam from her daydream.

"Yes, pretty!" answer Maryam.

"I like her, she's not flirtatious like the other women I see a lot!" said Arsen again.

"Yes, Grandma can see that!" maryam smiled.

"I like to go to school here because there is Manda Mother" said Arsen again, who was responded with a smile by Maryam who returned late in her daydream thinking about the resemblance of Amanda and Amelia.