Smart Boy Child Maker Khamar
We're all here for you. No one wants to harm you

“Alhamdulillah, fortunately Ustadz Khairul is not angry at you guys” said Aira. “So this is apparently, the business of the man you were referring to was”. Ali only smiled with relief, Aira was also not angry with him for misunderstanding. But from Zia's quick breath, it seemed like she was still trying to hold back her anger on Handoko. Maybe because Zia was worried about Ustadzah Intan's assumption to her after this incident, Ali thought.

Ustadz Khairul returned with a cable in his hand and headed straight to the side of the table that Ustadzah Dian had occupied. Connect the cable and bring the other end into the curtain. Then came the clattering sound of Ustadz Shawab's tools clashing against each other. Then the sound of a drill or grinding that lights up.

Ali could only guess what was happening from what was heard. But the next sound was so shocking. “Do not cut! Nay! I've been circumcised” shouted Handoko.

“Who cut you! Here we want to cut the bottle” replied Ustadz Khairul.

“Iya Ustadz. But slow down Ustadz”

Then the sound of his voice sounded different. It seems to have started cutting glass bottles. But only for a moment. The sound of his movements stopped because of Handoko's scream. It seems like everything is confused. Ali, Aira and Zia who followed only through the sound could feel it. Handoko then cried loudly, either because of pain or fear. Ali can be understood, who is not afraid if there is a grinder that lights up on ************.

Ustadzah Intan tried to calm Handoko down. But he himself was unsure of his efforts because he himself was terrified. Ustadz Shawab actually wanted to continue and not be disturbed by the sound of Handoko crying. But he can't do it alone. He needs Ustadz Khairul and Ustadzah Intan to keep Handoko from making any sudden moves that could result in harm. Unfortunately the two colleagues he expected were already frightened even before Handoko's crying voice boomed.

“He's just scared. Maybe the engine sounds too loud. The vibration in the bottle was also surprising. Let's try with a tool. This vibration is slower, but the finish is longer“ Ustadz Shawab said as he replaced the drill bit for the miserly tool.

“Pelan-pelan. Slowly” said Handoko on the sidelines of her crying. His fingers tightly gripped the hand of Ustadzah Intan. Ustadzah Intan just stared at Handoko while occasionally rubbing his head. He didn't dare to see what was going on down there.

“Han Already! Quiet down!” shout Zia. He was already caught off guard by the atmosphere in this room to the point of not being aware of anyone who was in the room. “If you keep yelling like that, the whole school will know. It's just all we've done to keep this a secret. We're all here for you. No one wants to harm you” Zia continued with a still loud tone of voice.

The room was silent for a moment, only Handoko's sobs were slowly disappearing. Replaced with Handoko muttering, “all is here for me. No one wants to hurt me” over and over again. Ustadz Shawab felt calmer, then took the opportunity to continue cutting the mouth of the bottle with his miser. Ustadz Khairul was prepared to hold Handoko's thighs, but there was no movement. Handoko can control herself.

Ustadzah Intan still stared fixedly at Handoko. It seems he has calmed down. If the situation is different, Handoko's repeated murmur like this certainly makes Ustadzah Intan encourage Handoko's parents to check his son to a mental doctor. But Ustadz Shawab needs calm. He let Handoko with his mutter. Everything is here for me. No one wants to harm me.

“Ustadzah should return to class. Bring children. Here let me and Ustadz Shawab take care of” said Ustadz Khairul. “Yeah, don't cry anymore. Don't yell anymore. Don't sound like another kid. Later when it is finished, Handoko immediately returned to class. Ustadzah wait in class.” Ustadzah Intan said to Handoko while rubbing Handoko's head. Handoko just nodded. His mouth still uttered the same sentence. Everything is here for me. No one wants to harm me.

Ustadzah Intan gave a small nod to Ustadz Khairul as a sign of farewell and then passed out the curtain. The other three students were waiting for him with innocent looks. Ali, Aira and Zia had already resigned with the punishment they would receive from Ustadzah Intan. And it turns out that the one who got the first turn was Aira. Ustadzah Intan held Aira's shoulder, led her to the table of Ustadzah Dian and invited herself to sit in the chair of Ustadzah Dian. How Ustadzah Intan threw his body into a chair showed that he was very tired.

“Ustadzah knows, why did you pour water deliberately to the head of Disha.” Ali and Zia looked at each other while gawking. They didn't believe Aira was intentionally misbehaving.

“But that's not the way if you want to help friends.” Ustadzah Intan. “Ustadzah believes Aira never got on a plane. Still remember ‘kan how to pair an oxygen mask. Put it to yourself first, help someone else. Always has. If you want to help others, make sure you are safe, so that you can really help, not even make things worse.

You did mischief in order to help Ali and Zia, because you're worried about what mischief they've done, it's good. Signs you care. But you have to choose the right way to help. And moreover, must be aware of the same ability of self when wanting to help,” continued Ustadzah Intan. The last sentence did not seem to be aimed only at Aira.