My Killer Lecturer's
Being run over by Susan

Actually, I'm not a hooded girl. I don't know, my heart feels really heavy to wear a veil on my head. In fact, one of the obligations of a Muslim woman is to close her aura, including hooded. I'm confused, I don't know what my feelings are made of. The cake of my faith is so weak that I am always tempted to display the charm of my double pigtail hair.

That day was friday. Ever since I got to 2nd grade High School, I was forced to start wearing a veil. But that's what I did when I was in school. At home, I still enjoy wearing yukensi everything, otherwise hotpants are more comfortable 'tuh to me.

That Friday, I only wore a short-sleeved scout shirt and only covered it with a purple knit sweater. Favorite color. After we finished praying in the school field, suddenly Mr. Irawan, the student teacher gathered the girls who wore sweaters, jackets, cardigans and friends, in the middle of the room. While the children in scout uniforms, return to their respective classes.

I was badung, I got punished a few times. To be honest, this was the first time I had been punished alone. My whole body is trembling. Of the 32 children in IPA 2 class. Only me, men get punished. The same student teacher, the teacher who is notoriously fierce to the point of being given the nickname Herder ma the students. Waah bener-bener students don't have yeee morals...

“You also don't wear clothes, huh!” shouted Mr. Herder right in front of the face, until I felt the spur of rain from his mouth.

I closed my eyes while closing my painful ear to hear the sound of the Father's cry.

"Open!" his yell.

Spontaneously my hand slightly raised my beloved sweater to undress me. Even though my heart is feeling miserable for fear of being discovered if I wear a short-sleeved scout boss.

“Ish, not your shirt that P-A opens, but your eyes!” shouted Mr. Herder while pushing my forehead with his index finger.

Mad men .. his drive is so strong, that I lunge backwards. Fortunately, there was one of the students who held my back until my buttocks that sexoy not so kissing the ground.

I blinked my eyes. Mr. Herder's eyeballs seemed to want to jump out of place.

"You're not wearing a scout uniform either, huh!" Mr. Herder shouted back.

“No, Sir! I wear it, kok!” I still say with a trembling tone. Yes ... who is not afraid to be seen with a big ball of bekel eyeball.

"How come, why don't you open your sweater?” tanyakanya. His 1 meter long ruler had him groaning before me. Instantly my nyaliku shriveled looking at the ruler as if waving his hands on my body that was a little thin dry like a genuine Garut leather cracker.

“I'm sick, Sir !” say, ngeles.

“What pain?” shouted Mr. Herder increasingly pointing his ruler.

“Yes hurt, Sir. Anyway it hurts me to wear a double, sir!" kataku, casually.

Hmm.., don't ask ya gaiss..., the matter of telling me and giving an unreasonable reason, that's one of my skills as well.

“What pain, bronchitis, Tbc?" yell Mr. Herder again.

"God willing Sir, amit-amit...amit-amit....!” I said as I tapped on the tip of my fist alternately at my temples and thighs.

Some children chuckle listening to do’a speech from the fierce teacher. I could only snort in annoyance while glancing sharply at the children who were engrossed in laughing at me.

“Forward and salute in front of flagpole!” mr. Herder's orders while hitting my ass with his ruler.

Anjay, I'm so ashamed gaiss. With footsteps that seemed to carry a weight of iron weighing 50 kg, I also approached the flagpole while looking up and paying respect. I still faintly heard the voice of the Herder teacher cursing at the other students.

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I started to feel pain in my stomach. Damn, because I woke up in the afternoon, I had not had time to eat breakfast at home, I swear in my heart.

The longer, the more hostile my stomach worms. It seemed like they were marching while unfurling banners with the words, 'Give us a meal!' I also started to feel my temples pulsing. My eyes are yellowing. And the birds started chirping around my head.

"Sir, Resti fainted!”

It was the last scream I heard before my eyes closed completely.

***

I blinked my eyes, and found the baby face innocent man smiling right in front of my face.

“A-Aji..!” muttered.

At first, Aji didn't really like my original speaking style. He always counsels me. "Res, so the woman should be gentle, soulful. The speech must be guarded, do not be from mangap. If you laugh, don't make that cake! Ugly knows!” His advice was in 2nd grade.

But the name Resti, yes still Resti. A person who will always be barbaric and principled firm on his own stand.

“You don't have breakfast anymore?” asked Aji while touching my hair whose veil had somehow flown to where.

I just shake my head weakly. I saw Aji extend her hand and grab something from the nightstand next to the UKS bed. He handed me a packet of chocolate sandwiches and milk boxes.

“Eat!” command, gently.

I nodded while receiving the food. After eating, Aji smiled as she rubbed my long hair.

"I went to class first, yeah! You rest here," he said.

I nodded back and smiled at him.

After Aji's departure. I began to fix my pillow and lay my head on the pillow. My eyes began to shut, feeling dizzy that was still fun running through my head.

A few minutes later. I felt someone fling the blanket I was wearing very roughly.

“Eh, cheap chick! Wake lo! You weird chick! Pe'rek! Dare ya, you take gachoan people! Don't be, that beauty pretender, you little tongos! The rabbit tooth. Cattle girl. Soaked really alive, lo!”

A tall beautiful girl with a violin body, suddenly came to berate me with all the beautiful words of pearl that came out of her tiny mouth.

“Su-Susan?” muttered.

"Yes, me! Wh why? Wonder, I'm here? Don't worry I'm not in the same class as Aji, you guess I don't know your behavior behind me, huh!"

Plaque!

A hard slap landed on my usual cheek, not white and not smooth. I could only grimace feeling the heat on my cheeks.

“Chi, are you okay?”

Suddenly my three friends ran over. Lastri's sister immediately hugged me, while Irma and Tika pulled Susan's hand and took her away from the UKS room.

“Chi, you're fine, right? Which one hurts Dek?” asked Kak Lastri with teary eyes to see the handprints plastered clearly on my cheeks.

I just shook my head weakly to answer Kak Lastri's question. Honestly, I'm still in shock to find Susan's attitude with Aji's girlfriend.

Seeing tears begin to pool in both corners of my eyes, Kak Lastri finally pulled me into his arms. Among the four of us, the age of Kak Lastri is the oldest, only a few months different from us. His mature nature and often megayomi all of us, made us agree to call him Kak Lastri.

“I'm fine, Brother!” weak answer. I pulled my arms and let go. "Sister, my cheeks are sore," I sulked.

Lastri's sister blew my cheek to make it feel comfortable.

“Is there a trace, Brother?"

Brother Lastri nodded.

“Sister, I'm afraid you're seeing this. Can I stay at Sister's contract?” ask again.

Smiling, Lastri nodded and hugged me again.

Brakk!

Suddenly, the door of the UKS room opened violently. Gustaf and Anjas stood in the doorway.

"Are you okay, Chi?”

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