
"All right, I ask you to show your work on the table. I'll check out one of your groups and interview a little bit" said Bu Ratih the Master of the Workshop.
All the students seemed to calmly put out their work except for Nayla and Karin who seemed anxious, whether what Bu Ratih's response to his work later, they could only resign.
The first table, Mrs Ratih came to the table of Arin and Rini who happened to be in front. Madam Ratih noticed the arrangement of sticks that make up the house. Initially, Bu Ratih wanted to start from the back table, but the work of Arin and Rini seized his view, he automatically stopped there.
"Wahh this is very beautiful, the way you arrange it is very neat, it definitely needs good skills huh. Lah, but how is this a murky pool of water? Then why are there crocodiles here?" asked Bu Ratih when he saw the pond in the middle of Arin and Rini's stik stacking house there was a nongolin crocodile head.
"Ohh that's a crocodile pond, ma'am," replied Arin lightly.
"And I tell you to make a pool for people to swim, when you want to swim with the crocodile that was in the lake alive."
"Colour for swimming is in the house really, Mom, special."
"Owalah, but a little serem also ya pet crocodile, wrong little you are eaten. Though Mother was willing to be your work for inspiration of my future home later with my future husband, but if there is a crocodile pond I was horrified," obviously Ratih was greeted with laughter from all students except Nayla and Karin who from earlier put on a face of anxiety and envy because Arin whose enemy incidentally received praise from Bu Ratih.
"Salahin Arin, Mom. He who is determined to make the crocodile pond he said to be more extreme, even though I have been banned," shoot Rini then got a subtle flutter from Arin.
"But I like, your work is very neat, I love you the highest value, because it is creative, unique and different from others" said Bu Ratih while writing in his value book. Arin and Rin smiled with satisfaction over their work.
Okay, continue. Madam Ratih stopped at the second table, Nayla and Karin's table, they looked down not daring to look at the teacher.
"Where are your works?" tanya Bu Ratih looked at his two students who continued to look down, even occasionally touching each other made Ratih confused.
"Here, Mom." Karin was forced to take out the work made by the two of them from under the table. Ratih frowned at the houses made by Nayla and Karin. Whispers began to be heard, talking about the work of the two of them that could be said to be destroyed.
"Coco like this? This is not a house, but a chicken coop, but like a chicken coop is better than your work" said Bu Ratih, he is not fierce just not to dislike students who do not really mean in carrying out the homework he gives, let alone this is included in their practice exams, he said, but Nayla and Karin did not even heed.
"Ma-Sorry, Mom. We can't make it" replied Nayla reasoned.
"One week more, I love time but still not finished too, your work is anything at home? Tasks are there to be done, not ignored. If it's like this who else wants to be wrong, I'm forced to empty both of you, and take the next exam next week, just you two Mother added her duty to be deterred," Madam Ratih sighed violently then walked back to the next table.
"Lo anyway, invited to group work even ngajak shopping," ketus Karin because he did not like the nagging Bu Ratih, it felt really embarrassed to watch classmates.
"Easy-after. You two make no difference, are both wrong so don't get me wrong, it won't change my decision. Next week into my room, "the final of Bu Ratih further assesses all the works belonging to the others. Although various forms, still have Arin and Rini the best according to Bu Ratih. So for the highest value no one can shift the position of the two of them.
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"I swear, I'm very satisfied the caterpillar was nagged by Mrs Ratih, I want to ngak aja anyway, but the atmosphere again gripping so I choose to be quiet rather than ruin the atmosphere," Rini was endlessly laughing imagining how Nayla's facial expression was.
"Udah, tuh the person came, will be touched again we," pointed Arin using his chin towards the corridor. Rini shrugged her shoulders indifferently, not afraid of him if he had to deal with Nayla, capital bacot doang mah Rini can also, he thought.
Nayla glared sharply at Arin who looked back at her calmly. Long they look at each other, finally Nayla herself who cut off eye contact between them. Choosing not to look for trouble first, he was quite shy in class, do not get to the cafeteria as well he made a tantrum, so thought Nayla.
"Tumben is not nervous, usually if we see it directly samperin, it's not clear nagging," said Rini replied with no idea by Arin.
"Let's just say, I also want to calm down the goods a day without interruption him," said Arin and then back scorching his iced tea.
They continued talking until someone came to their table, it was Bastian. Tumben once, usually he will slip away rather than having to stop at the canteen.
"Well, bang?" asked Rini who was a little surprised because suddenly Bastian was already sitting next to him.
"Alright you can, really lo kepo," replied Bastian then took a drink Rini and gulped it down, Rini just silent doang, already know the behavior of Bastian from small is like that, like that, really likes to seize the rights of people, but Rini understandably, want to protest also no use, his drink is exhausted without rest.
"My new client, cepet!!!" Tell Rini with a flat face.
"Okay, take it yourself."
"Luckily you're my cousin, bang. If not, don't know what kind of fate you have," Rini stomped her feet and went to order another drink. Now Arin and Bastian are left in one table. They look awkward, especially so far they rarely interact like first again, inexplicably Bastian suddenly changed and like dodging it from Arin.
Choosing to be quiet, Arin remained focused on stirring the remaining half of the iced tea, he felt uncomfortable because Bastian had been staring at him, so he chose to focus on something else.
"Lo nervous?"
"e-don't. Who's nervous" Arin looked up and looked at Bastian boldly, indicating that he wasn't nervous.