
"you who can get drunk at school and make a tantrum, now I ask you, what's your name"
"Nayla Princess Ramadhani Pak"
"your name is Islamic, you are Muslim, but your behavior is like not a Muslim, drunk at school and I heard you often skipped school, now you are out of this school,, you are out, you are out, you are out,,!said Fahmi really angry.Nayla went and cried.
Nayla is walking upstairs, suddenly she's on the edge of Ria and her friends.
"heh, because of you, my clothes were dirty, look out for my revenge,,"
Nayla ran."eh, where are you, "ayo, chase"
Nayla was dredged by their uniform Nayla filled with wheat flour and eggs.Nayla was pushed and her body hit the closet on top of which was a kumputer was rocking and fell to fall over Nayla screaming.Fahmi heard nayla shouted, Fahmi plucked her finger with a flash all the places became sculpting.
Fahmi looking for the source of the scream, until it was upstairs he saw Nayla in the work of her nosy friends.Fahmi away from the kumputer and put her to her place.
Fahmi raised Nayla's body with his strength and switched her spindles.Fahmi winked her eyes.
"uhh, there's Mr. Fahmi, let's-ayo we go" said Ria.
Hp Nayla reads.Fahmi picks up her phone.
"Hallo," said Fahmi.
"Hallo, you who, um, whoever you are with Nayla please take good care of her, she's not a drunk, but she's eating the cake that's in my car,,the cake contains alcohol,,"
"what," said Fahmi.
"now my position is outside the school right in the schoolyard, I can't go in sir, please anterin Nayla here,,"
"alright,,"
Ferel pacing uneasily in the schoolyard.Fahmi appears by holding Nayla.Nayla opened her eyes and turned to Fahmi's face.
"you," said Fahmi.
"You," said Nayla then he fell unconscious again.Ferel saw Fahmi appear carrying Nayla.
"Nayla," said Ferel taking over his sling.
"thank you, sir,,"
"yes,,"
Ferel took Nayla away and she stared at their departure.
The sound of knocking on Nayla's bedroom door disturbed her sleep.
"ohhh, who the hell, just bother" said Nayla annoyed.
"tok,, tok, tok"once again.
"yes, I'm afraid," said Nayla as she got up and walked to open the door.
"ahh,lo Rail,,"
"that's not ready yet, don't change clothes yet, either" Ferel said, glancing at Nayla still wearing her school uniform.
"ohh,,iya,iya,gue forgot, ma'af ya,, gue take a bath first,,"
Nayla closed her door.Ferel looked at her head again.
"don't wear it for long, yeah,,"
"yes, yes, you are, "" said Nayla pushing Ferel's head.
Ferel and Nayla arrive at a cave.A girl is waiting for her from earlier.
"heyyy, finally come to you, too," said the little girl running over to Nayla and hugging her kissing her gemezz.
"Today, you've been waiting a long time, I'm sorry,,"
"yes, no papa"
"campungan, makeshift appearance and nothing" said a long-haired girl with fashionable looks.
Nayla approached him, but Karin held him back.
"already, no papa kok Karin," said Nayla as she approached the girl and her two restless friends.
"indeed what a problem lo, all this time I never ya nyari because of the same lo,,"
"lo kampungan, gak pantes so famous artists, your clothes aja nora really"
"eh, it's like no, no beauty, no, no, no artis, but under me, you never get cocky with people, no elo, no, no, no, no, no,,just got a lot of honor already arrogant,,"
"unfair lo," said the girl to pounce on Nayla, but her two manahan friends.
"it's Netta, we better go just don't use her ladenin,,"
Netta wants to slap Nayla, but Nayla holds her back and pushes her.
"awas lo Nayla, please take my revenge,,"
Then Netta and her friends left.
Nayla turned her head, Ferel and Karin gave a thumbs up.
Fahmi just finished the ashar prayer in the mosque, he finished his prayer in the shadow of his eye poultice painted figure Nayla who likes nosy, mischievous and looking for trouble at school.Fahmi's hand reached his shoulder.
"Assynnolong Fahmi"
"waalaikumsalam Pak ustad"
"you've been here a long time Fahmi"
"no, Mr. Ustad, just recently"
"just now, tumben,,"
"yes, Uncle Ustad, there's a little problem at school"
"what problem"
"i helped my student who was mentored by his friends, and I remembered about the little girl I helped a few years ago,when I imagined the little girl instead my student was my nondescript apartment neighbor Mr. Ustad"
Mr. Ustad laughed.
"alhamdulillah, Fahmi, Fahmi after hundreds of years you have been in love finally can fall in love too"