Aretta & Secrets

Aretta Fainted

Aidan POV's

That woman is different. I can't be 100% sure but it feels like I can understand what the woman wants and she also seems trustworthy. I saw him running and a little smile watching him who looked free. He was like a bird that could fly far away just by running. Her face looked happy before I watched her knees decay and she fell unconscious on the field.

All the children shrouded him and stared at the fragile body lying on the floor. Rendi, one of the disciples I was able to sit next to him. The boy tried to wake the woman, but to no avail.

I rushed over and the other students immediately went to give way. How can all the children here grow up with such a thick attitude of individualism. Although they are not familiar they are friends and what is difficult it to help a friend who fainted. Their selfish attitude really does not reflect the existence of a social soul. From what I saw and learned, the lives of school children today are horrified. Some were acting hotheaded and some could only accept fate as the object of bullying. Just like what happened to Aretta. The bruises I saw that morning at the cafe are proof. He said it was because he fell, but my observations said no. I still haven't found any definitive evidence and still haven't found any suspects involved in the bullying case.

From what I know, she's just a new student at school and it's not possible that in the first week she's been getting bullying from her friends.

I let out a rough sigh as I watched the crowd gradually disperse. After finishing the sport, the other students immediately rushed back to the changing room to bathe and clean up. Meanwhile, me and Rendi are still trying to wake Aretta up.

"Aretta's? Can you hear me?" call me slowly while shaking her shoulder.

"Aretta! Ret's! Wake up!" rendi exclaimed, his voice soft and somehow I felt something stabbing into my heart. I'm not jealous, am I? Of course not. He was just a student I happened to know. After all, Rendi and Aretta did not seem like a good match.

"Did he eat?" I asked Rendi, "how much do you eat?"

Rendi looked at Aretta before answering my question, "I don't think so sir. His hand bones and elbows stand out about him."

I checked his hands and elbows. They don't look like that.

"Because the school doctor took off the UKS room would be locked. I'd like to ask you to help me lift Aretta into my room for a short break. I want to make sure she's conscious and eating something" I break up.

Rendi nodded and the moment coincided with the bell of the beginning of the class ringing. We rushed to move faster and fortunately it was a quiet middle ground, so there were no eyes looking suspiciously at us. I minimized him from getting bad gossip. His life has been very difficult like it and I don't want to add to his difficulties anymore.

After making her lie comfortably on the sofa, I immediately looked at Rendi, "You can go back to class because we won't know when she'll be awake." Rendi nodded and looked at me as if she had left the woman to me.

As a counselor, I've been trained to find troubled children. But when I saw Aretta, I didn't find the girl in trouble. And if you look closely I just realized that he did look very troubled.

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Aretta POV

I could hear the sound of a pen clicking long before I decided to open my eyes. The sound was heard many times and almost made me fall asleep again and then I realized that I was not alone in this room. I haven't opened my eyes because the dizziness is still lodged.

I'm wrong, I should have filled my stomach before the sports hours began. Because my carelessness finally makes me fall and even makes people bother. I deliberately chose to run to help remove the fat in my body, but on an empty stomach it was suicide.

I should have made a wise decision when Rendi said I shouldn't be suspicious in front of Mr. Aidan. But unfortunately because I had passed out, Mr. Aidan must have made me a target to investigate. For now I can only hope that when I open my eyes nothing will change and Mr. Aidan has no intention of knowing what has happened to me further

Bullying cases are terrible, but I do not want any more interference from teachers because they are not at all helpful from my experience. They just ask for formality without wanting to help to uncover it more deeply. I who incidentally as a victim did not get the protection that should be even more blamed. And since then I've only endured all the bullying I've received. Both from my friend and from home. Until finally the news about the bad treatment I received from home spread to school. The school wanted to report my case to Komnas HAM, but Mama had already decided to drop me from school and move me. And here we are at the moment.

I felt better and slowly started to open my eyes. I blinked my eyes many times because of the blinding sunlight. My movements seem to attract someone's attention. The sound of the click stopped and changed with the sound of a creaking chair and the sound of steps approaching me.

I got up from my bed and sat on the couch and was helped by Mr. Aidan. That slow motion alone still made my head spin.

"You know that I'm a BK teacher, right, Aretta?" said. His voice was so slow that I thought it could be called if he was whispering.

Mr. Aidan is still holding my arm to make sure I don't fall. I didn't answer her question and she must have concluded if I knew who she really was.

"I have to make a report on your case." He said that with a heavy sigh, "but it's not going to help you much. I have realized the best decision about what I can make and until now I have not found out" he said while fixing his sitting position. She made sure I stayed comfortable and didn't fall even though she didn't hold me back. After making sure I was okay, she said,

he immediately rushed towards his desk and started looking for something in the pile of paper that was there. Mr. Aidan sighed softly a few times and seemed to frown when reading something. I didn't know if my current teacher would try this hard to help even though I never asked.