The Revenge of the Actor
The Art of Love Kindergarden School

Today, to coincide with April 21, all school students at Kasih Ibu Kindergarden School are preparing for the backstage. Starting two months ago every companion teacher in the class each trained his students to look stunning when the stage event took place as well as Xena. The hazel-eyed girl was asked to participate even though she had only been studying there for a month.

However, the difference is that young Miss Anderson was asked to bring an English speech, because she is very fluent in speaking foreign languages when compared to friends her age. Understandably, the little girl's grandfather is Native American and has been living abroad for five years so that the daily language used is not Mother tongue (in Indonesian). So no wonder if the school sent Xena representing her school friends to address all invited guests.

"Xena, did your Daddy come today?" ask one of Xena's classmates, named Audrey.

Xena who was flicking the curtain of the stage circulated a glance towards the audience seats, looking for the whereabouts of her beloved daddy. Without looking to the side he replied, "It should have come. I told Daddy today was going to be on stage."

Then, suddenly came three girls of Xena's age standing haughtily behind young miss Anderson and Audrey. One of the little girls folded her hands in front of her chest and stared sinisterly at the hazel-eyed girl.

"Xena's words don't be too believable. He's a liar! After all, he's a bad boy so there's no way Mommy and Daddy are coming to school. I'm sure it's just Xena's bullshit to make you trust her and befriend her." The little girl named Charlotte was envious, as the attention of the teacher and schoolmates began to turn to Xena, not to her. So he wanted to drop Xena's good name in front of everyone.

Accused of being a liar, Xena releases the curtains held by her fingers. He turned his back and stared intently at Clarlotte. "I'm not lying! Daddy himself promised to come to school today, "young Miss Anderson. Although the little girl's netra has not found where Sean is but he is very sure that his super hero must have come and witnessed his greatness while on stage.

"Where possible! Your Daddy could be lying so you don't go berserk. Aren't you, guys?" charlotte asked for support from two of her friends.

"really it! Xena is a crybaby, often raging indistinctly like a madman. I'm sure Xena's Daddy had to say that just to make her happy" said the maroon girl.

"Yes, that's right! Sure, Mommy and her Daddy Xena are ashamed of having a crazy kid like her!" sindir brown girl co-chopted his two friends.

Then, Charlotte and her two friends simultaneously exclaimed, "Xena is crazy! Xena's crazy!" The sentence continued to be uttered in front of young miss Anderson.

Face flushed with both hands clenched perfectly. Xena felt offended for being insulted by her classmates.

Xena took a few steps forward. He stood right in front of Charlotte, the head of the gang. "Just kid you're insulting me. This sense of vengeance!" Then, he pushed Charlotte's body to the sound of agonizing moans coming from Indonesian Australian descent.

"Ouch. It hurts!" charlotte complained when her butt hit the floor. As a result of the impulse made the girl moan in pain.

Xena had already stepped forward. However, Audery was still frozen in place. He looked at Charlotte who still seemed annoyed at the attitude of young miss Anderson, then turned to look at the back of his classmates who had almost disappeared among the dozens of big zero students.

Not wanting to be subjected to Charlotte's anger, Audrey ran over while exclaiming, "Xena, wait! I'm coming with you!"

Now, that leaves only Charlotte and her two friends. The little girl's jaw was hardened, her teeth clenched with her hands clenched perfectly. "Review you, Xena! I'll reply one day!"

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The art show began. For the opening, the host or more often called MC (Master Of Ceremony) asked students from the small zero class to advance to the stage, singing the song 'Mother Kartini' created by WR Supratman. Although the age is still quite small but their appearance looks so stunning even many get standing ovation from the audience. False sounds from children do not make parents guardians close their ears, they are proud, because it was still an early age but the little zero class students on the stage there dared to appear in public and it amazed the entire audience.

Of the many spectators, one of them was Clarissa. He sat in the second seat from the front. The woman's eyeballs began to glaze over as she watched the little zero class disciple appear confident on stage. Every time he saw a child, he remembered the baby he had once conceived.

Sean who happened to be looking at Clarissa was a little stunned to see the woman looking ahead with eyes that began to speak. For some reason, the man's heart became sliced like a sharp knife when watching the secretary was harboring feelings that he himself did not know what the cause was.

Young master Anderson leaned to the side and whispered, "If you want to cry, cry. Not arrested. I promise, I will not tell this incident to anyone. Enough I know if your almond eyes shed tears."

The sound of baritone next to Clarissa made a tear run between the cheeks. He could not resist the turmoil in the chest. Memory in the past continued to dance until the sound of sobs slashing the heart was heard in the CEO's sense of hearing.

Unknowingly, Sean's burly hand brought Clarissa's head close to his shoulder. He used that shoulder as a foreign woman's backrest that has lately made his days more meaningful. "Cry until you are satisfied. After that, I hope you smile again like you used to."

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