The absence of the school flower today has created a lot of perception among school students. This is because during her time as a student at the school, the beautiful girl who became the male idol was only on school holidays.
In addition, there are slanted news that are deliberately blown by Mila's competitors, who take advantage of the situation. The school flower's holiday today is because she is young pregnant.
Fake news from irresponsible individuals is easily circulated and is increasingly becoming a topic of discussion among school students. Especially for students who like gossip and don't like this beautiful girl.
The circulation of news that is not clear what the truth is not only makes a scene among school students, even the news has also reached the ears of the teacher council who was taking a break at the office.
With the rumours, the unclear news made Harry Wardana, one of the teachers at the school who was also harboring feelings of love for the school flower, become hot.
After this morning he met the counseling teacher, this afternoon the young teacher returned to see Angelina's teacher to confirm the truth of the news that made him heart uneasy.
But. what happened, instead of the answer or confirmation of the news he got from the counseling teacher, the handsome teacher again received an unpleasant satire.
"It's better for Mr. Harry to ask Mila's parents directly or if necessary, just come to his house," answered the fertile teacher with a sadistic face.
This was because in one day it was the second time Harry Wardana was present in the female teacher's room and always asked about Mila, thus making Angelina feel emotional.
"Okay, Mrs. Angelina. I apologize if my presence and questions are not pleasing to your heart," replied the handsome teacher, bowing and pressing his palms together in front of his chest.
Then he immediately excused himself and left the room embarrassed. Meanwhile, Angelina just smiled bitterly as she stared at the departure of the handsome young teacher.
'Shit, what's wrong with me. Why am I acting ridiculous like this,' Harry Wardana muttered with a downcast face as he swung his feet back into the office.
Meanwhile, inside Kamila's boutique, in Yurike Kurniawan's office to be exact, the middle-aged woman who still looks beautiful and energetic is tidying up the pile of paper which is a sales report file and she has just moved into the laptop.
After taking a deep breath and exhaling it while pushing her back against the back of the swivel chair. She immediately took out his smartphone which was tucked away in her favorite handbag.
Then swipe and scroll the smartphone screen and find someone's contact, she immediately makes a phone call.
It didn't take long to wait because in an instant someone on the other side had already received the call.
"Hello, Ms. Minah. Are you still in the young lady's room now?" asked the woman who still looks fresh and beautiful, even though she is already over 40 years old while her left hand fixes the button of her shirt which is almost undone.
"Yes, hello. Sorry, I'm in the kitchen, madam. Because the young lady was sleeping, so I stayed for a while," answered the woman on the other side nervously who turned out to be the head maid of the mansion.
"That's good then. What was the statement from the doctor earlier. What pain is suffering from my favorite girl?" Yurike continued after finding out that her beautiful daughter was sleeping.
In fact, in the heart of the middle-aged woman, Anggara Kurniawan's wife, was very worried about the condition that was being experienced by her only daughter.
"Nothing, madam. The doctor just said that Miss Mila was just tired and asked to rest for a few days," said the maid's aunt and conveyed a statement from the family doctor.
"Aunty Minah, you didn't lie with what you said, did you?" Mrs. Yurike urged in a suppressed voice and couldn't hide her anxiety.
She was worried that her daughter, who was still in high school, was pregnant. Because he saw from the look on her beautiful girl's face that looked very pale and her body condition was very weak.
It's only natural that Mrs. Anggara Kurniawan has such concerns. Because lately her daughter often goes out and comes home at night and always changes partners.
"That's right, madam. I'm telling the truth. If I lie, I'll be brave enough to be struck by lightning," replied the maid's aunt, earnestly convincing her employer.
"What's the matter, madam. You seem to be worried about something?" continued the maid on the other side who was a little suspicious of Yurike's words.
"Yes, yes, Ms. Minah. I really believe in you. Thank goodness I'm just tired," answered Mrs. Yurike with a sigh of relief while exhaling a long breath.
"Honestly, I was worried that my favorite daughter was pregnant," continued the woman who owns Kamila's boutique, explaining to her trusted head maid, deliberately because she didn't want to make her daughter's nanny more curious.
"Oh my God. Why did Mrs. Yurike think so badly?" replied Ms. Minah while shaking her head and covering her mouth which was wide open because she was so shocked.
"I'm sorry, Aunty Minah. Frankly, lately I'm very worried about the changes and development of my beautiful daughter," said the big lady who still looks very beautiful in a stammering voice.
"God forbid, madam. Don't let that happen to the young lady. Even though in my heart I also feel the fear as Mrs. Yurike is worried about it," said Minah frankly.
"Yes, Aunty. I want to work again. Don't forget to take the medicine, you know," said Mrs. Anggara, who was feeling calm now, then hung up the phone.
"Ready to execute!" replied Mrs. Minah excitedly in a loud voice and made the other three maids who were in the kitchen look at each other and then laugh out loud.
After she finished receiving a phone call from the old lady, then the middle-aged woman who was the head maid in the mansion immediately asked one of the maids who was nearby to make a warm drink, namely milk ginger that the young lady had asked for before the beautiful girl went to sleep.
It didn't take long, the maid, who was about the same age as Ms. Minah, had finished preparing the drink ordered by the young lady, then handed it over to the head maid.
After receiving a large glass of milk ginger and placing it on the tray, the middle-aged woman who had taken care of the young lady since she was a toddler then stepped in and headed for the room where the young lady was sleeping.
She hoped that Miss Mila had woken up so that she could immediately enjoy the warm milk ginger to increase the body's fitness of her favorite beautiful girl.
To be continued...