My Love My Bride
children's fights

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The speed of the matic motor driven by Riky drove slowly on a fairly crowded street. Alena who was behind him hugged tightly with her face glued to her husband's shoulder. Occasionally he kissed the shoulder while inhaling the distinctive aroma of his man.

"Sister, we're seen with people."

"It's okay, as long as it's people." Relaxing follow.

"What if not people?"

"Dedemit," said Riky who chuckled softly.

Alena patted Riky's shoulder gently, then she put her hand back in the pocket of the jacket that her husband wore.

This morning before leaving for campus, Alena first drove her husband to the airport. Things like this they often do just to enjoy the moments of separation.

The closer the distance to get to the airport, the heavier the hearts of both. They have to be patient, there are a few more months left until Alena graduates. After that, the two agreed to work in the same place. The company led by Riky.

Riky parked his wife's matic motorbike. Before taking off his helmet, he first took off Alena's helmet. Afterwards, they walked hand in hand towards the airport area.

"Well, aren't you going home next week?" alena asked quietly while looking at her face.

"Not yet, dear. Hopefully yes," said Riky then kissed his wife's forehead.

Although reluctant, they have to let each other go. Although similar things happen almost every week, still the hardest thing is separation.

Alena waved her hand at Riky who started queuing up to check in. With a hand gesture, the man asked Alena to leave the place immediately.

But the woman did not flinch. She remained there until her husband entered the passenger lounge.

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"Sir, can it be faster?" meydina asked Mr. Budi, the driver.

"I tried yes, Mom." Legally.

The journey to school for his two sons was long. Just now, he got a call from the school that asked him to come there. Lucky Mama Resty is home. Meydina asked her mother-in-law to pick Fatima up.

Meydina was at a loss as to whether to inform Maliek of the call. He was worried that if Maliek knew it, then the problem could be long and certainly complicated.

As the car pulled over in front of the school gate, Meydina rushed down and entered the school area. He slender towards the headmaster's room according to the direction of the school guard there.

Meydina knocked on the door of the room. A female teacher opened the door for him.

"Excuse me, I'm Meydina. The mother of Zein and Amar Maliek."

"Mommy!" exclaiming Zein who sprang hugging the legs of Meydina. Behind him, Amar followed in his footsteps.

Meydina was surprised to see Amar's forehead being bumped and slightly bruised. Quickly he grabbed Amar's arm.

"It hurts, honey. This why?" meydina asked with a worried face.

"That, Mi. Same as Tarzan," pointed Zein at a friend who glared with his swollen face. The other friend lowered his head.

Not yet had Meydina said, a woman exclaimed while folding both hands on the chest.

"Eh, it's delicious. You guys start, you bad boys!"

"Please keep talking to you," hardened Meydina with her sharpened gaze. The mother looked reluctant and reluctant when invited to sit by the Headmaster (Kepsek).

Meydina and the mother were sitting next to each other at the headmaster's desk. While the children are with female teachers who are none other than their homeroom teacher.

Meydina looked over. Amar refused his bruises on the compress by the teacher. The second son of Meydina held the cloth-wrapped ice cube and placed it on his forehead.

"This is Meydina's mother. As I already informed on the phone, so about an hour ago there was some kind of fight in class. Incidentally at the time of the incident, the homeroom teacher was attending a meeting. And the escort teacher also happened to be on clearance to the toilet."

"And at that time these two mother's children ganged up on my child," said the cynical mother.

Meydina stared back at the woman. The headmaster quickly mediated.

"Shortly, Mom. Some of the children we have asked, stated that the son of the mother named Dafa was the one who started. So..."

"What's? Who is the suspect and who is the victim here? You don't see bruises on my son's forehead? Can the mother call the mother's child the victim? And listen, my kids aren't criminals. So don't call them suspects!" firmly Meydina was still with her sharp gaze.

"Who said? They pushed my son. And that's-that's, he stepped on my son's foot." His heart did not want to lose while pointing at Amar.

Meydina who felt indignant patted the mother's arm so as not to point at her son.

"It has. Please calm down, mothers. We're gonna solve this problem until it's over. So for that, let's..."

Again the sentence of the headmaster was cut by the sound of the door being opened. A tall man was seen in the doorway.

"Battle!" exciting Zein.

Maliek's reaction to seeing Amar was not much different from Meydina's. But then the man casually rubbed the head of Amar. Meydina was shocked by Maliek's presence.

"Good day, sir!" greet Maliek.

"Good day, Mr. Maliek. How are you?" ask Mr. Kepsek.

"Well," nods Maliek.

The homeroom teacher invited Maliek to sit on the chair she shifted, right next to Meydina.

"Because how dare a wiggle. Look out, I called my husband to know the taste." His inner. Unbeknownst to them, when Mr. Principal explained the matter to Maliek, the mother of Dafa sent a message to her husband. Asking to come.

"Please calm down for a moment. To ascertain the actual occurrence, let's take a look at the children's grade cctv."

Mr. Kepsek even began to play the cctv recordings of the Zein and Amar class. In the footage, Amar is seen falling over the leg of Dafa. Possibly Amar's forehead hit the classroom floor.

Instead of apologizing, Dafa and a friend nearby stood up laughing. An annoyed Zein came and pushed Dafa to a stagger.

Unaccepting, Dafa and a friend replied back. Two-on-two fights are inevitable. Even some of the people who broke up were almost hit by hand kites.

Until the moment the position of Dafa that fell half-sitting, Amar approached him and with all his might stomped his feet. Stepping on Dafa's leg made him fall.

Dafa is hysterical. Coinciding with the accompanying teacher and homeroom teacher who came. Because Dafa was difficult to persuade, the homeroom teacher asked her mother to come immediately.

"No, I was right. My son's a victim here."

"My son is also a victim" Meydina said, not to lose.

"But it was unintentional. Different from your son who accidentally stepped on my son's foot."

"His feet wear shoes. And the mother's child's feet are also okay. If it's not intentional apologize dong, instead of laughing."

"Let's be fair. Mom's son just step on my son's foot."

"Agree" said the mother quickly. Meydina stared resentfully at Maliek.

"Wait a minute, I'm not done yet. My mom stepped on my son's foot. My son dropped his mother's son so that his forehead was just as bruised. How, fair right?"

The mother did not dare to interrupt. An upset Meydina chimed in on her husband's words.

"no dare? He said he agreed?"

"How's the deal? I think the kids should apologize to each other. I'm sure tomorrow they are as usual again" said Mr. Principal.

Not daring to accept the solution from Maliek, the mother finally agreed to the path of peace. But despite one of their friends, the three children did not want to start apologizing. They were sniffing at each other.

While waiting for the children to reconcile, Maliek was out receiving phone calls. Not Meydina, not the mother. Neither of them persuaded his son to apologize first.

A man came and entered the room. The mother looks very happy because it turns out that the one who came was her husband. But inversely proportional to the look of her husband's face. He was shocked to see his wife and son dealing with whom.

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