Three Musketeers Mom
TMM 87'S. Ryan and his Information

Two men came to the roof of the school. A man and a woman. Upon arriving at the roof, they immediately argued. The long-tail debate is surprising. The man slapped the woman's face. He made the woman furious and slapped the man in front of her.

" ... Are you crazy?" said the lady upset.

"Hey, watch what you say. Don't you dare tell me." said the man.

"Well!" snort the woman then, smiling wryly. "If you have another woman, I can't tell you, can I? basic b*r*ngs*k! you're a two-faced man, Hendry" said the woman.

"What did you say? try saying it again, your curse." said the man.

"Hoo .. You like being scolded. I will crush you with pleasure. I said you were 'Si B*r*ngs*k' are you satisfied?" said the woman repeating her swearing.

Platkk ....

A hard slap landed on the woman's smooth cheek. The woman looked sad, also in pain.

"You ... Did you slap me?" muttered the woman.

"If, yeah. Then, what do you want?" ask the man.

"S*al*n!" as the woman. He immediately slapped the man back and maki again the man in front of him.

Platkk ....

The slap landed smoothly on the man's cheek. The man looked shocked and embarrassed. He felt his cheeks hurt a little.

"How dare you slap me? crazy lady!"  said the man snarling.

"You're crazy, Hendry. You!" jolt back the woman.

The two men were fighting each other and no one was willing to give up. The man remained with his stance, he still did not admit his mistake. But, a few moments later, the man just left and the woman was seen crying.

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Behind the wall, Christopher and Ryan are still looking. They looked back at each other and asked each other for opinions of what they witnessed.

"Hey, what do you think?" ask Ryan.

"What, what?" ask Christopher.

"Yes, that. That crazy woman and man. Don't you think they're the same? crazy couple!" ryan commented on what he saw.

"Eitherway. What I see here, the woman looks very sad and emblazoned. He had refrained from crying. By the time the man left, he was crying" Christophsr explained. He was mediocre.

Ryan was caught hearing Christopher's answer. Because it is very bold and critical. Unwilling to buy time, Christopher asks Ryan to be shown elsewhere.

"Ryan .." call Christopher.

"Hm, what's wrong?" ryan asked, looking up at Christopher.

"Can we get out of here? we don't have to spend too much time looking at someone who's crying" Christopher said.

"Ah, you're right. We're just gonna waste our time here" Ryan said.

They both left the roof of the school building. On the way, Ryan returned to show the class. Because it is still a lesson time, of course the atmosphere is quiet and quiet.

"Well, this is third-grade. There are classes of three levels one through five. In the hallway to the right was second class. Just like third grade, second grade also had divided from second grade to second grade to fifth grade. Well, your class is on the other end. You see, right." Ryan pointed towards first class. Not far from where it stands. "First grade also has five classes. You wanna look around again?" ask Ryan.

"Can I be more than this?" christopher asked doubtfully.

"Why not? come on, let's take a look at my class first." take Ryan.

"Oh, ok." replied Christopher, following Ryan who had walked first in front of him.

Christopher looked around, he could see the contents in the classroom from the outside. Because half the class wall is attached transparent glass. Students are taking lessons in their respective classes according to the predetermined class schedule.

"This is my class" Ryan said, stopping in front of his class. He pointed at the door of his class to show Christopher.

"Ah, really? I didn't notice it" Ryan said.

Ryan looked through the glass and sure enough, there was no teacher in his class. As Ryan and Christopher stand in front of the class, one of the friends in Ryan's class looks up. It makes all the contents of the class scatter out of the classroom.

"Ryan .... "

"Hey, Ryan. Who brought that?"

"Ryan, meet us."

Ryan was shocked when some of his friends dropped out of class and reprimanded him. Christopher was also shocked, he felt strangely stared at by Ryan's friends.

"Ryan, what are you doing? and who's next to you?" ask a friend of Ryan's.

"Oh, introduce. It's Christopher. He's a first-class kid. I was asked by the Principal to take her around." Ryan explained.

Christopher felt awkward, but he had no choice but to introduce himself. All of Ryan's friends were friendly, receiving greetings from Christopher.

After talking long enough. Ryan asked Christopher to go around again. They also headed for the third-class hallway. The atmosphere was not much different from the second grade, which he had previously visited.

Christopher and Ryan's footsteps moved back to first grade. Again, the same atmosphere was seen by Christopher. He did not know which class he would be placed in. But, he looked one by one the class with jelly.

"Students here are orderly and disciplined. Can I study well here, huh? may it never happen, things I don't want." - Christopher.

"Chris .." call Ryan.

"Hey, Chris .." call Ryan again.

"Why is this child daydreaming so?" ryan is confused.

"Chelle, Chirstopher. Did you hear me?" call Ryan again. This time with a louder voice. Ryan's hand was on Christopher's shoulder.

It turns out Ryan had called Christopher several times, but there was no response or answer from Chirstopher.

Christopher was shocked, "Ah, what? sorry, I'm daydreaming" Christopher said.

"You, I've been calling you since" Ryan said.

"Sorry. A-ad what?" christopher asked to know.

Ryan took a deep breath then, exhaling slowly. He asked what he wanted to ask Christopher.

Why move out of your old school, Chris?" ask Ryan.

"What's? ah ... that's, yes .. that's it." Christopher awkwardly replied. It makes Ryan wonder.

"What's wrong?" ask Ryan again. He looked at Christopher and frowned, "You don't want to tell me?" ask Ryan glumly.

"Bu-not so. Just-just, I'm ashamed to tell you. I don't have any good memories from my old school. I'm an orphan and just live with my grandmother. Honestly, my life is far from a luxury. I went to a pretty good school thanks to a scholarship. Yeah, you know what happens when scholarship students get into elite schools, right?" Christopher speaking.

"Hm, you mean, you're receiving bad treatment, aren't you?" sahut Ryan's.

Christopher nodded his head, "Yes, that's how it is. It seems that smart and talented are nothing compared to wealth and power. Right, right." said Christopher sadly.

"I agree. You're right, Chris. And ... to be honest, I'm tired of kids forming groups and bullying. I feel like I just want to give up my position as a student representative." complained Ryan suddenly.

Christopher was shocked, "Hey, don't tell me there's something like that here either." said Christopher, and answered a nod of his head by Ryan.

That upset Christopher, "Ah, s*al! why here must there be such a thing." he murmured.

Ryan patted Christopher's bag, "You need to be careful, Chris. Here all looks orderly and disciplined in front of the gutu. Behind that, everything will show their true nature. My advice, if you see anything, don't interfere. Don't be a bad luck hero. You don't know what kind of kids go to school here. What their parents do. All that schools here are children of entrepreneurs, officials, and big business people. Their attitudes would all be indifferent, arrogant and cynical. In fact, they would not hesitate to attack each other if disturbed. I am a student representative, but I also have restrictions. If I get too involved, then me and my family will be easy targets. Remember this, Chris. Know enough and be quiet. Don't let you interfere in something that's none of your business. Or you'll be targeted. Ok. I'm just giving you directions and a little leaking information. I don't want you in trouble." Ryan cares about Christopher. He didn't want Christopher to do anything.

Christopher silence. He felt astonished. An elite school with an excellent reputation on the outside, inside turned out to be terrible.

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