
After a slight improvement, Neha exited Uks. Neha headed to the cafeteria to order some warm tea. While in the cafeteria, Neha sees Bryan in the cafeteria with Johan.
“Gosh! The opa! Why bother the workmen!” Neha approached Bryan and Johan.
“Opa ...! Kindergarten is going home. Opa ready-made yes, pick up Aryan Aunt Elsa has also come to pick up Vishnu.” Bryan looked at his watch.
“Ok. alright! Opa go home first! Johan! Opa wait for Sunday night at the cafe Laras." exclaimed Bryan and patted Johan's arm.
“Iya, Opa! I try.” Bryan stood up then he walked towards the las TK.
“Pak Johan's. Forgive Opa yes. Opa has taken time teaching Mr!”
“It's okay, Mom. Understand old people. Then I'm sorry. Want to go back to teaching.” Neha nodded then Johan returned to the field.
“Aduh ... Why is Opa so! Fatma knows that! It's not good!" Neha muttered.
Neha finds out that Fatma has started to open her heart and tries with Johan. But he was also not sure Fatma really opened his heart. Because Johan is not really a typist. He also did not know how serious the two of them were.
“Ah ...! Never mind. None of my business. Dizziness!" great-granddaughter Neha then walked over to the cafeteria and ordered some warm tea.
The clock keeps going. Neha came home early. Her body really cannot compromise. His promise to cook for his children was delayed and asked the children to go home in taxis.
In the break, Arsy and Amara drop out of class. Amara and Arsy take a leisurely walk down the school hallway. But suddenly someone doused Amara with ice water. But since Arsy was protecting Amara, it was Arsh who became soaked. Arsy wet clothes. The one who doused Arsy laughed.
“Arsy!” amara's great-grandson rubbed Amara's wet face and stared intently at the person who had been flushing Arsy.
“You!!" furious Amara.
“Ups is wrong! rules to you! Don't be angry, your hands haven't healed yet, Loh!" Amara increasingly emotionally took off her hand brace and threw it away. Then pulled the collar of the man who flushed Arsy. Amara pushed him against the wall.
“Amara!” exclaiming Arsy approached Amara and tried to pass it. But Amara was already emotional and actually encouraged Arsy. Arsy staggered and almost fell.
“Our fault is the same Brother Aretha. I never bullied my sister all this time. I don't even know my sister!!" amara's wrath still cornered Arheta.
Aretha smiled cynically then squeezed Amara's injured wrist. Amara grimaces . But he endured the pain in his wrist, then pushed Aretha to a fall. Amara pulls up Aretha's collar again. Aretha did not remain silent. He pulled Amara's hair making Amara more violent and inevitable fights. Arsy and the others screamed and tried to separate.
“Amara enough!" Arsy is so scared to get close, he is also afraid of getting hit. Because both Arheta and Amara, they mastered martial arts.
Finally Arsy in his wet uniform he went down to call the teacher and ask for help. Arriving at the lower floor Arsy sees Bara, Johan and Fatma.
“Pak Johan!" tariak Arsy. no matter his friends see it.
“Arsy!” The three of them looked at each other to see Arsy running towards them. Without a second thought Bara and Johan approached Arsy.
“Arsy! What was? Why are you wet like this?" ask Bara
“Amara fight!"
“What?" answer the three of them. Johan and Bara rushed up to the second floor, while Arsy was with Fatma.
"You're coming with me, yeah, your clothes are wet!" Arsy nodded.
Johan and Bara saw Amara holding Aretha's neck with her feet.
“Amara!" yelled Johan and Bara. They both ran towards Amara and Aretha.
“One more time you're bothering me or Arsy. I'm making sure you get out of this school!" Amara was so emotional, while Arheta had patted Amara's feet because she could barely breathe.
Johan grabbed Amara from behind. Amara continued to rebel and wanted to attack Aretha. The bara secured Aretha from Amara's attack.
“Lease!” Amara continued to rebel. Bara takes Arheta away from Amara.
“You where you are! Our business is done! Arm me!” Johan continued to hold Amara.
“Amara!!” shouted Johan. Amara fell silent and saw Johan standing before her and holding both shoulders.
With a gasp of breath and still with the rest of his emotions. Amara looked at Johan. Johan saw Amara's shirt torn off his sleeve and he opened his jacket and put it on Amara's shoulder, but a few seconds later Amara fell unconscious in Johan's arms.
“Amara?” Johan then carried Amara and brought her down.
The other disciples could only remain silent, instantly frightened to see Amara grinning it. During this time Amara was a sweet and kind and friendly student. And only be quiet if it is dysentile. This time it may be that his emotions are exploding and can no longer be controlled.
“Faints!"
“Where are you taking him?" ask Fatma who followed Johan's steps with Arsy.
“Ke hospital. I'm afraid his hand is all right! Ms. Fatma please help me open the car door. Amara call Mr. Martin or Mrs Laras. Don't forget to tell Daren.
“Good sir!"
Johan and Fatma headed for the parking lot. Fatma makes Johan open the car door. Johan put Amara in the back seat.
“Bu Fatma please tell the principal, if I take Amara to the hospital.”
“School head hasn't returned yet, sir. There's still a meeting."
“Send message only.” Fatma nodded and Johan took Amara to the hospital.
Johan drove his car to the hospital at high speed. He was very worried about Amara's condition. Especially considering his hand has not fully recovered added Amara unconscious.
Arriving at the hospital Johan carried Amara to the ER
“Suster, please!" Johan lays Amara in the gurney.
“Sorry sir! Why sister?" ask sister.
“Two days ago his arm bone was fractured and earlier in school he was fighting and finally fainted.” Johan explained in a panic
“This is right, the grandson of doctors Bayu and Banyu. His nephew.”
“Iya sus, right. Please call doctor Bayu and the doctor who handled yesterday!"
“Alright, sir wait outside.”
Johan waited outside with a feeling of uncertainty. That's right what Bryan said. Amara actually exceeds Laras if he is unable to hold back his emotions
Meanwhile in Bara school, Fatma, Arsy and Aretha were in the BK room. Daren has already taken Amara to the hospital.
Arsy tells everything that happened to Bara, the new Teacher of BK. Starting from him walking with Amara and suddenly Aretha poured water towards Amara, but he swiftly protected Amara and after that Amara was not in control.
“So here obviously yes! Who is wrong. But I wonder to you Aretha, why are you doing it again. Didn't you give me a warning letter? What are you having trouble with?”
“I don't like Amara close to Mr. Johan!" reply to him casually.
“Dih ... spiciness! Mr. Johan likes your snot child. Mr. Johan is again the same as Ms. Fatma!” saut Arsy is upset.
Fatma endured the shame while Bara saw Fatma meaningfully. Bara mistook Fatma for Johan's wife but apparently still approaches.
“Emang why?" aretha replied and glanced at Fatma.
“Aretha! ENOUGH'S ENOUGH! You're still in second grade High School. Just focus on learning. And I was forced to give you a week's suspension and call your parents. If you repeat it again, the school does not hesitate to revoke your scholarship from Amara's parents,” threatened Bara who knows the data of students.
Aretha fell silent and looked at Arsy and Fatma alternately. There is a sense of revenge on the three, especially Bara mentioned his weakness.
“This is your scorsing letter for one week and this is your parents' second calling letter.” Bara gave his warning letter to Aretha and Aretha rudely took it and just left the room BK.
“Kids of today!" Bara shook his head.
“Pak then I'm sorry!" pamit Arsy's. Bara nodded and briefly smiled. After Arsy came out Bara smiled looking at Fatma.
“Bu Fatma, Want to go home directly?” ask for pleasantries.
“Iya, Sir. The Kindergarten class has disbanded from earlier.”
“Oh ...! Em.... Can I have the phone number?"
“Ah..?”
“I mean. We are co-workers. I don't know much about the teachers here either. Because my room is different. No temen here. May my dong be friends with Ms. Fatma, I only know her phone number pack Johan and Mr. Ardan and the principal.” Fatma took a long breath. Just asking for numbers is a lot of reasons. Fatma took Bara's cell phone from her hand and typed her number.
“Already, sir! Excuse me for coming home!" Bara nodded then smiled. Fatma then exits the BK space .