The Tippingback of Rania's World
Episode 9 – Story of Young Master and The Assistant

“Two mirrors are installed adjacent to an angle of 40 degrees then in front of it is placed an object, then the number of shadows formed is..” Rania doodled her exercise book with a pencil.

“Duh, why is it so hard? Why should you also install two mirrors close together?” lamented Rania. He put his thick cheeks on this luxurious dining table.

“Ah, the mirror is two, the angle is forty degrees. This means that the number of shadows formed is forty at times two,” said Rania mengasal. His head was thinking about physics.

“Not like that. The number of shadows produced is equal to, three hundred and sixty degrees divided by the angle formed by the mirror, which is forty degrees. Then one less. Then the shadow result is equal to eight,” explained Mikko at length. He wrote everything in Rania's book.

“Ah, as it seems. But why do you know? Are you an IPS kid?” sahut Rania was shocked.

“I'm just an IPS kid, not mean blind IPA lessons. IPS children are a lot of smart, you know. Only their interests are different,” Mikko replied.

“But I doubt your first champion in class? Which he said the smartest students in the second grade to get a scholarship. Though it was a very easy matter,” continued Mikko.

“Hey, I'm really smart. I just forgot a little because I was too tired,” denied Rania.

He regretted, during the class, he was busy himself writing a diary and contemplating his miserable fate, without paying attention to Mother Tresna, their physics teacher. Though if remembered again, this material he had obtained when SMP first.

“Oh, so. But you believe so much in the answer of IPS children, I become more doubtful of you,” Mikko said while narrowing her eyes.

“You tricked me, huh?” rania answered while opening the gugel on her phone, she sought help from there. Previously he connected with wifi this house.

“Eh, right?” whispered Rania while reading her phone.

“Iya is right. I never said that my answer was wrong, only, you immediately believe in IPS children innocently. Hahahah..” Mikko laughs and leaves Rania.

“Sucks...” shouted Rania annoyed. Huh, his mood for learning is gone.

“Rania... still learning, son? Help mom mop up the back porch, yes,” call mom.

“Iya, Mom. Rania get there,” sahut Rania. Chance, this. He can vent his feelings while mopping.

“I'll rub firmly, let the floor clean clear like glass,” muttered Rania while heading towards mother.

“Sini, Mom. Let Rania do it all. I just rest,” said Rania while taking the mop from her mother's hand.

“What's really wrong? Your PR how?” ask Mother.

“Oh... It's done, Mom. Now it's Rania's turn to work,” Rania said with a shy smile. Mikko actually did it. He also could not bear to see the middle-aged woman continue to work hard.

“Good. I went to the kitchen, yeah. Mom wiped the stove table. After that break,” sahut mom later.

“Each mistress Bos.”

A few moments later. Rania's waist is starting to ache. This terrace feels very spacious like a football field. Actually Rania never worked like this in her house before. Everything was done by the house assistants. But now, he could not stand idly by his new family.

“Yeah, just think of this as an experience,” Rania murmured inwardly.

“You are helped, no?”

“Gosh!” Rania was surprised to see her young master standing in front of her with a distance of only ten steps.

“No, no need,” says Rania. He then straightened his back so as not to look tired by the man.

“Oh, so. Then make me fresh orange juice, dong. Thirsty, nih,” pinta Mikko. He then sat on a rocking chair near a pomegranate tree that bore fruit.

“Oh Lord. Look at the arrogant and annoying attitude of the young master. Was his attitude really like that from the past?” whispered Rania in heart.

“Why? You don't want to make it?” mikko asked with raised eyebrows.

“Not like that. All right, young master. I will make it according to your request,” replied Rania formally. In an instant, he disappeared from that place.

“Hihihi.. It's so fun to bother him,” Mikko laughs when Rania has left.

“Loh, why Nak? Your work there is done?” ask the mother who is still cleaning the stove table.

“Young master asked to make orange juice, Mom,” replied Rania.

“Young master? You mean Mikko? Since when does he want to be called young master?” said mother. Rania just smiled as she opened the refrigerator.

“This young master. Please drink,” said Rania while putting a glass of cold orange juice on a small table.

“Thank you. But why do you keep calling me young master? You forgot our agreement first?” Mikko.

“Eh, agreement?” rania is confused.

Rania took the mop to continue her work. But then his eyes rounded, staring all over the terrace.

“This is you working on?” ask Rania. Right now there was only her, the mother and Mikko in the house.

“Iya. Who else is it? Wh why? Cleaner than your job, right?” mikko said as she sipped her orange juice.

Rania is upset to hear Mikko's words, even if it's true. The granite patio looked glittering like it had just been brushed and gilded back.

“Why are you working? And again... You worked on it that fast?” rania.

“I'm used to doing homework from a long time ago. I see you've been having a hard time working for a few days. Is it because schoolwork is piling up?” Mikko.

“Not. But thank you for helping,” said Rania sincerely.

“Sama-sama,” says Mikko.

The atmosphere suddenly became silent and awkward.

“I can ask you something, can't I?” ask Rania then.

“Bby, as long as it's not about the girlfriend,” Mikko replied.

“Ih, Ge-eR. Who's gonna ask that? I was just wondering, why are you being so cold at school?” ask Rania.

“It's normal, tuh. I also often join friends,” said Mikko.

“I mean by women,” explains Rania.

“Nah, right.. end-to-end about women,” said Mikko with a scruffy face. “You're starting to have a crush on me, huh?” continued the man's grin.

“Eh, it's not so. Whosoever also has a crush,” muttered Rania wrong behavior. He did not want to reply to Mikko's view. “I'm just curious. Friends are okay,” continued Rania.

“I'm lazy to just deal with magical and obscure creatures like them. The language is hard to understand. Let alone those two-faced women,” Mikko replied.

“Not easy to understand how?” rania was confused.

“If they say it's okay, it means why-why. It could be okay too. Duh, dizzy anyway.”

“Oh, so,” replied Rania.  “But why is your attitude with me, at home and at school different? You always talk to me first if at home,” asked Rania again.

“You don't include women? But if I am good to you at school, later other magical creatures will fuss for attention as well,” Java Mikko relaxed.

“Sialang. If I am not considered a woman, then what is it considered? I thought because I was poor,” said Rania annoyed.

Mikko just laughed looking at Rania's face that changed like that lime. “I'm not the one who differentiates friends based on their financials,” Mikko replied firmly.

“Hey, have you known me for a long time?” ask Rania suddenly.

“What question is it? Of course I have known you since your parents worked here,” Mikko replied.

“Oh...” muttered Rania disappointed. He couldn't have asked, right? How long have his parents worked here.

“Then do you know the Austeen family?”

“Austeen Family? Even newborn babies know them, ” said Mikko.

“Iya too, hell,” reply Rania.

“What's really why? You're in a rivalry with Qiandra again?” mikko.

“Nah, right? We have always been competing for a long time. Included in terms of fashion and modeling,” replied Rania.

“Fashion? The modeling? I mean, you and him are competing in academia. Since when can you rival the fashion of a famous model?” suhut Mikko's.

“Ups...” Rania forgot if she was not like before. Mikko alone said that Qiandra was the daughter of the Austeen family.

“Oh, God. Please just. I really need a hint,” Rania said inwardly.

(Connected)

Thank you for reading. See you around.