TERRA, THE BEST MOTHER
Chapter 8
Terra takes Darren to school. The little man crucified her with reverence.
"Student learning yes, so good children," Terra advised.
"Good, Ma!" darren smiled.
Terra kissed Darren's forehead. Then the little man ran with his friends.
Terra came to the principal's office. Today he brought some papers showing that homeroom Darren moved to him.
The headmaster said condolences. And a few teacher boards too.
"Oh yes, Mba Terra. Coincidentally Nak Darren is a smart kid. We want to get him into acceleration class" explained the principal.
"What Darren can do. I don't want him to miss playing time" Terra said, a little objection.
Hearing Terra's reply made the headmaster smile. Only this time there is a guardian student who objected if his son entered acceleration.
"But it would be our pride if Darren took the acceleration class" explained the principal again.
"Because he's the only kid who came in" he continued.
Terra speechless. He pondered many things. Darren has just been devastated by the tragic passing of his parents. The girl was very worried about Darren's mentality later.
"Sorry, Sir. I don't allow Darren to take acceleration classes. He just lost both his parents. I'm afraid it will have a psychological impact" Terra said, declining the principal's offer.
The headmaster could only sigh deeply. He can't force the girl who is now Darren's guardian.
"I hope, Mba think again," said the headmaster still wanted to discuss.
Terra shook her head, signaling she remained in her stance. Finally inevitably, the headmaster did not force his will anymore.
"Alright, thank you for your concern" Terra said, shaking hands with the principal.
When the girl stood up. "Oh yeah, if this school tucks Darren secretly into acceleration class. I will sue this school!" threaten her.
Both the principal and the teacher council fell silent to Terra's threat.
"I guarantee you, if Darren won't be in acceleration class, Mba Terra!" said one of the teachers.
Terra stared at a man in his twenties.
"I'm Danu, Darren's homeroom teacher," the man introduced himself.
"Terra, the Mother of Darren," Terra welcomed Danu's hand, "I hold the Father!"
Terra finally passed from the teacher's room. Everything's quiet. Deploring. But, they can't do anything.
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Terra went to a top university in the city. Re-applying as a student on a scholarship.
Many people looked at him in amazement. Terra's makeup is ordinary. Shirt put in jeans. Black sneaker shoes. Hair in a ponytail.
Ah, Terra is beautiful from before. It even remains beautiful without any makeup. Many girls looked at him with envy.
Drrtt .. drrrtt!
The phone in his pants pocket vibrated, a sign of an incoming call. Terra. It's called "Om Sofyan".
"Halo assalamualaikum, Om," Terra said when her phone was in the ear.
"...."
"Good, Om. Terra's going to the cafe that Om said," Terra said later.
"...."
"Yes, Om. Wa'alaikum greetings," Terra disconnects the phone.
Terra orders an ojek service online, heading to the cafe where she is awaited by Sofyan and her son Rommy.
It only took fifteen minutes, Terra had already reached the destination. After paying. The girl went into the cafe.
The design of the cafe is quite luxurious. It looks like an expensive sports car parked out front.
Upon entering, Terra was treated to a glamorous look. Black and gold dominate the cafe.
His net was looking for a figure waiting for him. Suddenly a servant approached him.
"I'm sorry, this isn't the place to look for donations" Terra frowned at the cynical words.
"Do I look for donations?" asked Terra with a frown.
"Ck .. don't you see the clothes you're wearing?!" the service was sakras.
Terra looked at her clothes. Then compare the clothes of the people who come to the cafe. On average, they wear formal clothes, or at least famous branded outfits.
"Do you think all rich people are dressed expensively?' suddenly a voice interrupted.
The waiter looked straight. His eyes widened when he saw the owner of the cafe in front of him. The figure of a handsome man with a sturdy posture stared at the servant with a look of dislike.
"Bu-bu-kan be-that ...."
"Rio!" yelled the man. Terra was still flinching in place.
The figure of a young man was running towards them. He's a little breathless.
"Yes, Boss!"
"Have you trained him not to demean anyone who comes into this cafe!" said the man pointed at the waiter not like it.
"Oh .. forgive me. I will guarantee that this does not happen again" said the man named Rio while looking down.
"Fired him!" tell the man to be flat.
"What's this, Rom!" another man suddenly came.
"Of Sofyan!" call Terra.
"Ah Terra's. You've come. Come on, here, son," said Sofyan, grabbing Terra's shoulder and taking her to her desk.
The servant's face grew pale. He was being briefed to receive a special guest. He did not expect that the person he had just insulted was the guest that his master had been waiting for.
"Rio, finish your job. I don't want to see this guy's face anymore!" tell the man to his cafe manager.
After leaving Rio and that servant. Rommy follows her father to the VVIP room.
While in the room, he had found his father and the girl seemed to have a serious conversation.
Terra looked at the figure who had just shifted the door. The room was quite large with a view of an artificial waterfall. It looks so cool and away from the crowds of guests who come. Terra estimated the price to book this place, definitely worth millions to tens of millions of rupiah. Because the interior design is luxurious and is intended for business people to hold meetings or meetings.
"Excuse me, here's the order," suddenly a male servant came to bring the order.
Terra ordered coffee with a little sugar. He is not very fond of various other coffees, such as late, capunino and so on.
"Your coffee taste is similar to that of Mr Hudoyo's late Terra" Sofyan chuckled.
Terra nodded, not just coffee. Even the other personality that his father had was attached to the girl.
"Oh yes, introduce this son of Om," said Sofyan pointed to the man who is now sitting next to him.
"Roman!"
"Torra!"
They shake hands with each other while smiling. Rommy stared at the beautiful look in front of her. The net doesn't blink. Sofyan nudged Rommy on the shoulder when the man was not focused on the conversation.
"Ah sorry," said Rommy shyly.
Sofyan.
'Basic of young people!' lirih's great-grandson.
Rommy scratched his non-itchy nape. Terra slightly lowered her head to hide the red hue on her cheeks. Honestly, he was also blown away at first sight when Rommy reprimanded his employees.
"Are we going to continue this conversation, or are you going to leave me to ...."
"Ah, sorry, Om. Let's just continue this conversation" Terra said.
Sofyan smiled as he shook his head. Soon after, they began to seriously discuss things that had been agreed upon together.
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