Slander Fruits of Karma
Friends Taste Brother

Part 72's

Morning ....

Novia rushes to work, "let's kid, we'll be late."

Novia boarded the motorbike and had Camillah ride, today there was a visit from the Novia service had to prepare her class.

"Don't speed Vi" said Ratih seeing his son in a hurry.

"Yes, mah," said Novia.

Novia and her son are on a motorcycle, turning on the engine and the motor slowly moves to break the road to school.

Arriving at school, Novia parked her motorcycle and got off and rushed to her class.

Novia is busy cleaning the class and tidying up the books, the class is still quiet students have not arrived so she is more free to work.

Diana suddenly walked in and stood next to Novia's desk, her unfriendly eyes staining anger.

"Your disciples turned out that there are those who have not been fluent in reading, you should be more diligent in taking care of them," he said cynically and passed away leaving Novia.

Novia was stunned to hear Diana's words, the more day Diana grew sassy meddling in her affairs.

"Diana is possessed, yes, early in the morning into people's classes and nagging, '" he grumbled.

Novia continued her work, still too early to serve Diana who was not clear about her intentions and goals.

The entrance bell rang, the children ran and lined up in front of their respective classes. Novia came out giving directions to her students and told them to go to class.

The bell rang again, indicating that the break time arrived the children scattered out of class. Novia chose to work in her class.

Gts ... Gts ... Tok

The door was knocked, the Son stood in front of the door smiling.

"All teachers are asked to gather now" said Putra.

"Hmm, yes, I'll be there" Novia said.

The son was still standing in his place, Novia turned her head, "what's up?" tanya Novia frowned.

"Waiting for hehe," the Son chuckled.

"Hmm, habit. Come on, let's walk now." Novia grabs her bag and walks past Putra, both of whom enter the teacher's room.

Both of them entered the room, it seemed that the other teachers had sat in their respective places, as well as Putra and Novia.

Diana sat in the corner of the room, busy playing her phone. It was obvious on his face that he did not like Novia's presence.

"Alright, since all the teachers have gathered together I will begin." Mr. Rizal as the principal opened the event.

"Before I continue our discussion, it is expected to all those present here to focus," said Mr. Rizal when he saw Diana was engrossed in her mobile phone.

Realizing the insinuation thrown at her, Diana took off her phone and raised her face.

"Hmm, know what you think so don't like to look at the boss." The son muttered and could be heard by Novia sitting next to him.

"What the fuck are you sons? someone will hear." Novia said softly to the Son.

"All right, we're starting now." Mr. Rizal took out an envelope from his pants pocket and opened it and read the contents of the letter.

"So morning, we received a visit from the service and they left us this notice. Our school is appointed to participate in the creation dance competition," continued Mr. Rizal while reading aloud the contents of the letter.

"Our goal is today's meeting, to prepare for the race starting from practice, costumes, dance themes, and also choose participants. Any objections from Master and Teacher?"

Novia raised her hand to refute, Mr. Rizal invited Novia.

"Please Miss Novia, any advice?"

"I agree with Ms. Novia's advice" said Putra.

"Well, any advice from the others?" Mr. Rizal asked for advice from other teachers.

As the senior teacher and the oldest, Ms. Ratna suggested to Mr. Rizal, "than we hire a coach, we better empower the teachers here."

"Who do you think can train our children?" ask Mr. Rizal.

"Mother Novia and Diana, they're creative teachers what about the others do you agree on?" Ratna's mother asked for approval from her other friends.

While the others responded in agreement, Novia would refuse but was prevented by Putra.

"Son, my son is a child" whispered Novia.

"Diana is also a child, don't refuse!" The son whispered back.

"Mother Diana, are you willing to carry out this task?" asked Mr. Rizal and replied to a nod from Diana.

Then Mr. Rizal looked at Novia, what about Novia's mother?"

"Mm, anu uh, my son is still a small sir and can not be left too long," replied Novia stammering.

"It's an order, and we'll take advantage of the break for training" Rizal replied aloud.

Novia can only resign herself and smile wryly, it is not a matter of time or child that is the main reason for Novia, but there are other things that she cannot reveal.

"Oh sir, why should he be my partner is there nothing else?" inner Novia.

"Alright, the discussion about the coach is complete tomorrow you can start training and choose participants, do not forget to determine the theme of dance. The costumes will be talked about again."

"Now I'm closed today, please go back to each other's classes." Mr. Rizal ended the meeting and the teachers returned to their classes.

Novia walked over, Son followed her from behind and patted her on the shoulder.

"You are a habit!!" umpat Novia in surprise.

"Vi, I'm going to your class, yes" persuaded the Son.

"You what?" balas Novia ketus's.

"You berghibah hahaha," The son chuckled with his own words.

"You are a gossip monger" Novia pushed the Son to stagger, such is their habit and familiarity.

Arriving in class, Novia prepares her students to go home, give PR assignments and then continue to pray before going home.

Novia's students have gone home, in class there is only herself and the Son. They talked about waiting for their time to come home.

"Vi, did you see that Mr. Rizal was staring cynically at Diana?"

"Hmm, why is it?" instead of answering Novia asked back.

"Pak Rizal seems to dislike Diana, every time there is a meeting Mr. Rizal must give satire."

"Ah, that's just your feeling" Novia brushed aside the Son's guesses even though she felt the same way.

"Seriously Vi, I'm not a kid who isn't good at reading situations. It seems like Mr. Rizal knows Diana's attitude towards you all along." The son tapped on Novia's desk like a thinking man.

"Alaah, you're a psycho." Novia pushed back the body of her best friend.

"Do not guess, especially to accuse the fall of slander I believe Mr. Rizal is not what you think," Novia said in a serious tone.

"Vi, I've known Mr. Rizal for a long time, he doesn't like disputes especially if someone likes to look for face and drop friends." Little son gives an idea of Mr. Rizal's personality.

Novia listened to every sentence spoken by the Son, it must be admitted that the Son knew Mr. Rizal first and of course he knew very well the character and nature of their leader.