My student's my future husband?
(S2) Ep 16. Calling
Arsene's heart jumped so high that he felt his heart would be dislodged and out of his body, when the flashlight was shining on a terrible object. It was a typical Balinese Leak mask with a red face that had been scuffed and plucked into the skin of the surface, so it became very terrible when a flashlight highlighted it. The broken thing was hanging on the wall right across the window, surely the person who saw it would be as shocked as Arsene. Especially with big eyes and wide open, and the grin of his canine teeth as well as the protrusion of his long tongue, looks like a monster only.
Finally he could breathe a little. It was just why there was still that terrifying slashing sound.
Whose is that?
DEG.
Arsene was just about to run. But his steps came to a halt when his common sense told him to shut up and listen.
“Tolooooong...” a wrenching voice came from the room. He was silent and listening again. The word was said again.
Arsene turned her body and walked again towards the room earlier. With a tense heart, he again made his flashlight highlight the contents of the room. With a slow and resilient heart, he began to highlight through the window. He saw a human body trembling and shivering on the floor. The body is like wearing a sports uniform with white headgear.
“Zaara!” called reflexes.
Arsene shouted the woman's name as she tried to open the door of the locked room. It's just that the door was locked from the outside.
“Zaara, hold it for a while!”
Arsene could not open it by hand because the lock lock was seen hanging on a hook. Someone accidentally locks and locks Zaara from the outside. Finally he had to step back and take a distance from the front of the door. Arsene mounted his horses, then ran with all his strength and broke down the door with his powerful foot. Successfully, the door was opened, because the hook attached to the fragile door leaf was already released.
The musty smell and the flying dust was very pronounced piercing the nose when he entered the dark and dense room. Arsene was forced to touch the body that looked curled up while shivering it to make sure it was really Zaara. His veil was already in a mess and covered part of his face, Arsene pulled it a little. Yes it's Zaara. The temperature of his hands was extremely cold, and his body trembled violently.
Arsene was forced to carry the body of his friend and then take him out. Zaara's body was so light that she wasn't too burdened with her weight. With a careful step and a little speed, Arsene arrived in front of the mosque courtyard, where Karin, Reza, and Pak Satpam were already there while looking for his son.
The three were so surprised to find Arsene there, especially being carrying the body of his son who shook. Reza immediately took over from Arsene's hand which was seen breathing heavily. Reza took her son's body into his car. Karin is facing Arsene.
“Jazakallahu khair, Arsene! Aunty doesn't know how to thank you. Thank you for helping us meet Zaara!”
“Iya equally Aunt, Arsene worried, because Zaara my compatriot Arsene.”
Karin looked surprised. But he remembered the story of Zaara at that time. It turns out Arsene was the guy who was told at the time.
“You go home, rest! Aunty will announce Zaara's condition! Once again Aunt and Om say thank you very much!” karin said, then immediately rushed into his car to rush to the hospital.
Arsene looked at the car until it was lost in the form of being swallowed by a corner of the road. He returned to Pak Satpam who was also surprised.
“Where's it?” ask Mr. Sattam.
“In the art warehouse, Sir!”
“Astaghfirullahaldziim. Who will take that student?”
“I don't know either, Sir! For sure I will have to report to the principal to follow up.”
“Iya should be it!”
“Oh yes, Sir! Goods have my friend it has been taken with his parents?”
“Udah earlier.”
“Yes, thank you Sir! I go home first!”
“Be careful on the road, Son!”
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Arsene returned to school that morning with her sister. After a night of not being able to sleep at the thought of Zaara's condition, this morning her face looks sad and exhausted. He still remembered how the condition of his compatriots last night, shivering violently with hands that felt cold. He does not know the current condition of Zaara from Aunt Karin. Maybe they're tired of taking care of Zaara, too.
There are a lot of things he has to do today. First, is to report the incident to the school to immediately investigate the case and catch the culprit. What happened to Zaara is a case of bullying that cannot be tolerated anymore. The perpetrator must be punished firmly by the school in order to be deterred. Second, if the school is slow to act, it will find out for itself who is about the person who did this to Zaara and anyone related.
Arsene breathed a rough breath as he dropped his body on the chair. He looked at Zaara's chair, then looked down at her desk to make sure that nothing of Zaara's was left behind. Something seemed to sparkle, it seemed like there was an object there. Obviously it wasn't the cake box he always put there before anyone arrived at the class. Arsene took the object which turned out to be a box of parcels wrapped in wrapping paper. Are there any Zaara fans who put it here?
“Friendship is the hardest thing in the world to explain. It’s not something you learn in school. But if you haven’t learned the meaning of friendship, you really haven’t learned anything.”
(That friendship is something difficult to explain in the world. Friendship is not something that is learned in school. But if you haven't learned the meaning of friendship, it means you haven't learned anything.)
– Muhammad Ali
Arsene
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Arsene was surprised by an inscription tucked in the wrapper. Is that a gift for him? Is that from Zaara? Thought wondering. Arsene immediately put the gift in his bag, so that one day he could ask Zaara.
“Zaara where, Sen?” ask Lidya who is sitting in front of him.
“Zaara is sick,” replied Arsene, he did not want to spread the news first about Zaara, before the school that tells.
“Ooh...”.
The math teacher who taught this morning also entered the classroom, making the students say hello. Arsene concentration is not focused, because his mind is still open. But he tried to think positively, if this case will soon be resolved properly. It had been almost an hour of lessons, suddenly there was a knock on the door. A hijab-wearing teacher from the counseling guidance section greets the math teacher.
“Mana Arsene?” ask Mr. Aris.
Arsene raised his hand.
“Ya, please!” said Mr. Aris, invite Arsene to follow Ms. Siska, the teacher of the most friendly counseling section known by students.
The students were whispering out of nowhere as Arsene walked out of the classroom. Arsene's heart is pounding, but he's ready to tell you what happened last night.
The counseling guidance room is right next to the teachers' room and the administration. The two entered the room which already had several other teachers there including the Vice Principal of the student section. Arsene stared one by one at the teacher's face with an anxious expression. Then he was welcome to sit on one of the chairs in front of Siska's mother's table. Siska's mother turned on a recorder with her phone. The other teachers who had been there had already come out.
“Hai Arsene!” greet Mother Siska kindly with her smile.
“Ya bu?” ask Arsene tense.
“Who is your full name?”
“Arsene Rezka Winata,” Reply.
“Class?”
“XII IPA 5.”
“Sorry yes, I have to take you out first a moment from your lesson.”
“Yes, mom!”
“You know Zaara Haniya Kusumawijaya?”
“Know ma'am! He's my countryman.”
“OK, how close are you guys?”
“Pretty close, but not too.” Arsene's answer made Bu Siska laugh a little, a little confusing indeed.
“You know what happened to him last night?”
“I got a call from his mother Zaara, who said that Zaara did not come home.”
“Then?”
“As my countryman, I feel worried. Last time I went home I still saw his bag in class. But I don't know where Zaara is. That's why I tried to help to find it in school.”
“Why did you get to school to look for it?”
“I heard from Zaara's mother, that she had contacted all her close friends. I know that Zaara does not have many friends, so my intuition felt that she was still in school.”
Ms. Siska nodded at Arsene's statement.
“Do you know anyone hates it?” ask Miss Siska again.
“I don't know because it's still fairly new here. But I've heard that there are students who are expelled, and maybe Zaara involved it indirectly.”
“Hmm... Yes I remember! It was a 12th grader in the last year who did a profanity stunt with another student.”
Arsene tried to.
“Alright, mom has a job for you. Can you find the people involved in this case? You'll be looking for student data that was released last year and who was involved that time. Maybe it has something to do.”
Arsene nodded.
“Zaara's bullying case may be hidden by the school until the culprit is caught. I want you to investigate this secretly, because maybe fellow students will not be easily suspected, so the culprit can confess.”
“Mother will also provide information related to the development of this case. The last news, Zaara was in shock, last night she had hypothermia. If only you hadn't found it, maybe the condition would have been more serious. I salute you!”
“I just help,” he said low.
“Ya already then. You can go back to class. Sorry we have to ask you for help, because I'm sure the person involved is not one person.”
“Good ma'am, I'll try!”
“Thank you very much, Arsene!”
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