The controller
The Controller XI's

You're my pawn.

"Remember from now on you're my pawn."

Instantly time seemed to stop, suddenly a screen appeared before Agung. Great smile, round objects look increasingly. Great when he saw an article right in front of Mr. Arman, unfortunately Mr. Arman can not see it.

"Congratulations you have won points, defeating the oppressor of the headmaster. Points add up to thirty," Great smiled. "Sixty more points then you will get a level increase from level one to level two."

"Yeah sir, from now on remember the position of the father yes, say out first," said Agung immediately out of the room Mr. Arman.

Mr. Arman growled with annoyance at the back of Agung who has now disappeared as his door closed.

Mr. Arman immediately picked up his phone and appeared to be contacting someone.

Meanwhile, in the classroom, all the students were writing, listening to their teacher's explanation with concentration. Until the door opened, all eyes were on the door.

They were Agung, Anggi, Fadila and Angkasa the four people entered simultaneously. Instantly the learning stopped, while all the children seemed to notice them.

"Next time don't fight, let's sit down. You guys have missed a lot" said the teacher let the four. "Fadila thank you for being a good class president."

"Yes ma'am doesn't matter, at least we already know about it. It turned out that they were just the victims of someone's sheepfight," Fadila said glancing at Mila, as the girl held her breath, as if at a standstill.

Inexplicably, Mila's feelings become unpleasant, Mila thinks something must be wrong, but she does not know for sure what it is, Mila chooses to be quiet as if she does not know what. At least everyone will see him who does not know what, and maybe if something happens, people will think that he is the victim.

The four students who had just had problems now returned to their respective benches, learning resumed. Until finally a student came back to the class they requested that Mila come to the principal's room.

Mila with a little tension immediately moved, but the sinless face he maintained, so they thought it was something else.

While Agung who saw this smiled faintly. "It turns out he really obeyed me, you really are a person who can work together," Agung's eyes continued to glance at Mila, who was now in the doorway.

"Tumben that's the headmaster," whispered Anggi making Agung smile shook his head.

"Can hidayah times" reply Agung made Anggi giggled at his hearing.

Mila facing toward Mr. Arman with his leisure, he ruffled his waist to look at Mr. Arman who seemed to think hard.

Somehow the man convinced Mila to obey her sentence, obviously if this is leaked or complained by Mila, then most likely he will be in trouble.

"What's up, sir?" Mila sat across her legs like a princess.

"Look..." Mr. Arman seemed a little confused as to the manner of his delivery.

"Let's just say sir, I have to go back to class," Mila sighed. Mila began to play her beautiful colorful nails. It is a special rule that in school it is actually not allowed to decorate the nails, but Mila is one of the special students in the place, therefore she is free to violate any rules.

"How come? I'm sure no one's seen her" Mila frowned.

"You can be seen on CCTV, even seen putting all the markers on the space table" Arman explained.

"What! How come?" Mila gritted her teeth in annoyance, how could she forget the CCTV? He thinks everything is safe, even he can control the principal.

^^^^^How is it possible? Not even a single teacher dared to refuse my orders, then how could it be? Is this lickman showing it?^^^^^

Mila clearly glanced resentfully at Mr. Bambang, really making the fat man become afraid of himself, not of the strength of Mila but of the power of the Mila family.

"You...."

"Not... It's not..." Mr. Arman obviously racked his brain to think how to keep him safe, lest this spoiled girl in front of him go berserk, and complain about it.

^^^Didn't he and Fadila never get along? Are they not always at odds? Yes, Fadila... Fadila, the kid. I'm sorry my student, I had to sacrifice you for my position.^^^

"Fadila, yes... Fadila, who forced me to show CCTV to all of them" said Mr. Arman with a sweat as big as corn kernels.

This is what Mr. Arman hates from his position, he is always pressured by the family. If they do not comply then the position can be replaced at any time, because surely they will not like if the headmaster does not side with his son. That's why he was chosen.

^^^The lady was so insolent, she dared to do that. You'll get the payback...^^^

Mila growled, he hated why he was always defeated by the tomboy girl, not just from wealth, even power and love were seized by the girl. Fadila was even made into a comparison when his parents felt he failed.

Mila kicked Mr. Arman's desk, made some stuff on his desk drop. Mr. Arman was obviously surprised, he did not expect the strength of the girl was really big.

^^^What is this spoiled girl learning martial arts? How could he have such power?^^^

Mila who initially moved away, suddenly looked fiercely at Mr. Arman, he shouted annoyed because he again felt defeated by Fadila, his rival since they were in kindergarten.

"Ag..." Mila shouted, as fast as lightning he was in front of Mr. Arman. It turns out that the other owner of superpowers is Mila.

Indeed, Mr. Arman was surprised, he never expected the girl in front of him that quickly, he could even feel the grip of the girl's hand as strong as the man who used to lift heavy weights.

This beautiful girl in front of him is really unexpected, she is right in the current problem, Mr. Arman is confused how to stop the strong girl who is rampaging.

"Never spread it to anyone, or I'll really need to*nuh*you," Mila immediately released her clutches from Arman's neck.

Mr. Arman coughed in front of Mila, his breath held by the little hand of the girl. Mr. Arman got up and fixed his clothes.

"Remember not to just leak, and again do not let this happen again. This is your last chance," Milla immediately exited Arman's room, walking towards her class. Trying to put on a smile as sweet as possible as if she were a cute little rabbit.