What's My fault, Mother?
Chapter 6

Semingu later,...

Today, it was Nirmala's first day of school.it made Niemala a little happy.In fact, from morning, the girl had been wearing the mandatory uniform used by children on Monday.

"Non Nirma is ready," Siti, who had just entered the warehouse, was astonished. Because finding his little employer.

"iya Bi, Nirma can't wait to go to school" she replied with a faint smile.

Siti who heard it, stared at it with a smile that was so fluffy. Because he was so amazed at the persistence of his little master that reached his mind.

However, there will be no easy way to achieve success.

"Non Nirma was indeed the usual luqmar,: siti gave her thumbs up to Nirmala.

"sit,!!"ms. Kania's screams made the middle-aged woman immediately drive her employer.

"yes, ma'am, is there a spa,?"ask Siti when she arrived in front of Mrs.Kania.

Ms. Kania who saw one of the servants of her house, immediately bamgkit from her seat. And looked at Siti with a peeking look.

"where is the little devil,?" asked Ms.Kania with her flat facial expression.

Hearing that, Siti immediately took one step back with her trembling body holding back her fear.

"answer!!"snapping Mrs.Kania who made Siti more scared for her.

"Nirma here Mah," just arrived, a very adorable little girl, came and approached Ms.Kania.

Immediately, the young lady's hand immediately grabbed her daughter's hair. To make the girl, again and again scream in pain. Because Mrs.Kania pulled her very strongly and tightly.

Meanwhile, Siti who saw him, as if feeling the new Djavu he experienced. Just yesterday he witnessed this torture and now, he is forced to watch it again.

The truth is, Siti Sangay is sick of seeing all this. However, he did not have the courage to fight his master.

"sorry Mah, sick" cried Nirmala as she tried to remove the grip of her mother's hand from her hair.

But unfortunately, Nirmala did not succeed because indeed, her strength is not comparable to that of the mother

"i told you, don't call me Mother because I'm not your mother" she snapped, pushing Nirmala's hand.

In one jolt, Nirmala's tiny body had slammed onto the floor.

Didn't get there, as if there was no pity, Ms.Kania, put all the contents in her backpack.

As if checking a thief caught stealing. Ms.Kania is still not satisfied.

I don't know what the young woman was looking for. until her pairs of neutrals, caught something interesting to watch.

"who told you to use my son's kotwk stock,?!" asked Ms.Kania in a very jarring tone.

That made Nirmala grow scared. " It's Dhelisa's sister" he replied with trembling.

Brakes

Mrs. Kania immediately threw the food supply box, until the stock immediately broke and the contents scattered out.

Mrs.Kania's anger grew, when she saw the food in the lunch box.

" who told you to bring that roasted chicken in that box,?!"ask Ms.Kania with her high tone.

Siti, who felt unreliable, immediately admitted that it was she who gave the food.

"sorry Madam, I gave the food to Nirmala" Siti replied trembling.

At once, Ms.Kania immediately approached Nirmala who was sitting on the floor while crying as she pleased.

Immediately, pulled the girl's hand to immediately stand up and stare at the wall.

With a brace, he whipped the little girl's back.

Cathere...

Cathere...

Cathere...

Nirmala screamed in pain. Because of the heat that radiates the surface of his skin.

"huaaa pity hiks hyks," Nitmala's cries instantly broke out filling her room.

And immediately, Ms.Kania pulled Nirmala's hair. To make the girl look up and lift up.

" listen to me kindly, never use my son's belongings. You got it,?" ask Ms.Kania.

Quickly. Nirmala immediately nodded and looked down.

And after having done that, Mrs.Kania immediately left the place.

After Ms.Kania left there, Siti immediately approached the poor girl with tears.

Honey, you okay,?" ask Siti with tears. Meanwhile, Nirmala, just nodded her head.

After feeling better, Nirmala immediately said goodbye to the waiter to go to school.

The girl chose to walk. Because the girl didn't want to make the mother come back.

He did not want to get torture from his mother again for some reason, the girl felt a little tired of everything he had experienced.

Slowly, the girl walked down the highway with her thunder steps.

After almost an hour, little Nirmala finally arrived in front of the school gate.

"hey why are you late, then,?" ask the security guard.

Nirmala immediately turned to the source of the voice. "yes sir, as I walk, ' Nirmala replied with a faint smile.

Meanwhile, the security guard who heard it, could only gawk when the five-year-old little girl answered lightly.

"are you seriously walking, then,?"ask the man not to believe.

And answered a nod by Nirmala. Before long, a luxury car with a strict escort, came entering the schoolyard.

And immediately, the Satpan immediately ran to the car that had just entered it.

"please enter the young master" said the guards and the security guard.

Meanwhile, Nirmala who witnessed it, was only speechless with various questions in her brain.

The little man called the Young Master stepped towards the school building. But for a moment, the little man's eyes caught something that caught his attention.

"who is he,? " his question was pointing towards Nirmala.

"he's a new student here, sir," said one of the bodyguards who was in charge of overseeing the school premises.

Without further ado, the man called the young master stepped towards where Nirmala was.

"hi I am Mahendra" the man held out his hand in front of Nirmala.

The girl immediately looked at the man in front of her. Then smile thinly.

"i'm Nirmala Albert," the girl smiled.thinly and replied Mahendra's guest.

" i'm Mahendra Wijaya" the man seemed to be smiling faintly.

Immediately, Mahendra took Nirmala's hand and led her to the Kindergarten while Mahendra was in Kindergarten B.

"well, this is your class if there's anything, you tell me yes" Mahendra stroked the little girl's head.

Meanwhile, Nirmala could only smile thinly and nod in agreement.

After that, the little girl immediately occupied her stool which had been prepared by the Papa

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