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UNFORGIVEN BOY (ENG)

My encounter with him was a blessing because he showed me another side of this world that I have not seen before. Our acquaintance was a joyful one because he transformed me into a flawless girl despite having a number of imperfections myself. I was, by no means, a quintessential girl. I was an eyesore to everyone. Even so, had I been able to turn back the hands of time, I would prevent our existence from being known to each other. There were so many things that I have lost because of him. He was a boy that would always be in my memory. I would never bury my hatchet.

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Ricky too. Maybe Ricky intended to make fun of you, yes, he replied to Salma's words with a smile. When Salma was tight, he didn't refuse either. So, when you went missing, Ricky said this to Salma; 'Sorry... I already have a girl' I suddenly laughed. I thought Ricky told you what happened... so you haven't?" I was just silent when Rian explained this to me. I heartfelt was so relieved to hear that.

"Ricky loves you, Lam. So I hope you're not that careless with him. You don't know how often he bothers me because he wants to tell me about you. Even... on your birthday too. He asked, what gift would you like?"

"So... the gift idea was from you?"

"What's the present?"

"It's okay, just answer it."

"No... I just told him to buy something you need... that's all."

"Oh...." I couldn't answer anything other than that word. There's a lot I don't know about Ricky. Though... I think I'm one of the people close to him. But the truth is... I was wrong.

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"Ricky! What are you trying to do right now!" I stop my steps. When he heard Ricky's name faintly shouted so loudly. There was Mrs. Marita in the BP room, Ricky and Pak Mahmud, and some torn pieces of paper.

"You don't know, do you? If you hit a student, you can go to jail?"

"Who wants to help you report, Ricky! Even your Papa has authorized me to educate you properly!"

"But Mother's upbringing is not right."

"Ricky!" Mrs. Marita was about to hit Ricky again. But Mr. Mahmud hastily stopped him. Patiently... Mr. Mahmud pulled Ricky's body to sit down.

"You know you're doing this for a reason, right? So . . . tell me, why are you tearing up smart questions—careful for tomorrow, Rick?" I cover my mouth with both hands. So... the ones scattered on the floor, the questions I typed with Sekar earlier? Then... why did Ricky tear it up? Does he want to fight the student council again?

"What is the importance of my explanation? Isn't today's Teacher different from the old teachers? Today's teachers only care about smart children, diligent children, and the children of the rich, right? Take a look at stupid children, young children. Naughty. It's as if they are branding their students if the behavior will last forever in their students. Such children should need special guidance. They not only need knowledge but also need a second parent role in their School. Who can understand and hear what is in their hearts? Is there still such a Master today?" Ricky smirked while Mrs. Marita was silent, hearing Ricky's long words. As if she wanted to attend Ricky's continuation.