Terror in the School
Darling

In his room, Sean had not slept. The handsome man was turning his phone away. He doubted whether he would send a message or call Jasmine, lest the girl had gone to sleep.

" the phone is not yes" he muttered alone.

After thinking for a long time, Sean finally undoes the intention to contact Jasmine.

The man opened his photo gallery filled with portraits of himself and Jasmine. Sean laughed in his heart. Not yet half a year he was dating but the beautiful girl had completely filled his heart cavity.

" Have I washed now?. Foolish with the word bucin, why do I really love that girl? it's a deep feeling of affection I've never felt" Sean repeatedly laughed inwardly.

The man rubbed a portrait of himself and Jasmine that he had taken in the school garden. Jasmine is really beautiful, it is not wrong that the girl who won the record as the most beautiful girl in her school this year. She was either a princess or a Mahadevi.

Sean put his phone on the table. The man looked at the sky of his room, Jasmine's face had not disappeared from his brain.

" I'm very anxious to know his parents. I promise I will never hurt that girl, I promise I will never let go of that girl. I wanted to tie him up" Sean was open to what he had just said in his heart right now. He is not yet an adult, he still stinks, can not find his own money but why he has thought about what adults already think. Is his life already established independently until he wants to bind girls people. He could have been kicked by his father-in-law from inside the house.

Sean pulled the blanket and drowned his face in the blanket. Damn it really is bucin.

A few seconds later, Sean jumped out of bed. Somehow he really wanted to drink a warm warm, he immediately made a warm tea to relieve the cold.

The rain has not subsided yet, for some reason tonight the sky is so angry. Sean stood beside the table while stirring his warm tea.The boisterous sound of water falling from the sky really disturbed his hearing. Apparently the rain was getting heavier, fortunately he undoes his intention of calling Jasmine at this time. Otherwise his eardrum could break because of hearing Jasmine's voice as well as the sound of rain.

He remembered Nanda, where did the man go?. Why in the situation of doing schoolwork did the man disappear instead?though his best friend's thin brain is very reliable. He and Gilang don't need to drain the brain if Nanda is with him.

" A very stupid. That guy is so smart, he can take care of himself"

Sean sipped his warm tea, his coldness slowly disappearing.

"This warm tea is very helpful"

Then not in a matter of minutes, the warm tea was up.

" Favors"

Sean walked back to his bed and laid his body on the bed. Not yet he had time to pull the blanket, he remembered two girls who ran running arm in arm in a drenched state he saw earlier. That girl?, her face was not unfamiliar but she could not see it clearly because the rain blurred her eyesight. Sean only clearly noticed the silhouette of his body.

" Why is it raining?"

Elsewhere, the housekeeper of the princess Vany's dorm was sitting pensively in her room. He's tired now, it's not his time to be in this school. He should have been sitting happily in his house by this time. Both of his children have been successful, why he must be tired of working at this school.

The woman recalled the wonderful memories she had been going through at this school for decades. Stories of joy and sorrow. Ms. Vany is a grieving witness, the fall and wake of this school.

Tomorrow the woman plans to meet the interim principal's successor, she will resign from her duties already there is an easy and qualified woman who will replace him.

For some reason, he remembered his two grown children. His son whom he raised without the presence and affection of a father. Mersy and Marsha, two daughters who have been successful thanks to their hard work and thanks to serving this school. His job as the head of the daughter's dormitory that allows him to revive and send his son to school.

Mersy is now the most talented surgeon at a leading hospital in China and Marsha is now working as a superintendent of the World Bank in America. It is true that hard work produces success. She smiled, proud of her two children.

But most regretted Vany's mother until now because her two children did not want to marry. He was very eager to hold a grandson. He often urged his children including his eldest son Mersy to get married immediately but on the edge of the grounds not ready and so on. One day he hit Mersy with a distant relative but his decision made his eldest daughter angry. Mersy months did not want to be contacted by his mother thankfully his youngest child Marsha managed to make his brother make up with his mother. That incident is what makes Miss Vany does not dare to match her children again.

" A just leave it. I can't force them, maybe it's not time I have a grandchild. I'd better stop working it's time I'm enjoying my hard work all this time through my son without having to work anymore"

Ms. Vany compiled what words she should put out tomorrow to the temporary substitute principal.

The woman seemed to have a burden that she could not express with words but what is well (author also does not know😂 but lies). Some days this ma'am Vany seems not excited, his eyeballs are always seen storing something, a big burden. I don't know how big? no one knows except himself. But there might be someone who knows at least one person who understands the burden of the princess's housekeeper.

Whispering from nowhere, Vany snatched her phone and sent a midnight message to her two children .

" Mother love you, I miss you so much to meet. Go back to Indonesia if you have free time. We spent time together"

At the end of the sentence, Women perfect the sentence unfortunately for their children with emoticons & 'emoticon. He loves his son very much.

And also, no matter where the whisper came from, Vany took out a piece of paper and took out a bolpoint and then scraped word for word on the white paper.

But what is this? why was there red ink on the paper he wrote. The ballpoint is black.

No way!!!

"My son's son. I'm sorry, I can't see you guys"

Hello, Halooo, Haloo

Create a Terror Reader in School. The author apologized as much because the Terror in the new school update after a long time, very very long. That's because the author has a baby child and the author is completing the final task. But the author is trying to always present a fun and thrilling story for dear readers.

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