Aretta & Secrets

Reyes

I chuckled and put my phone back in my pocket. We sat there in silence and he played a game on his phone with me watching him from the side.

"Lo know the school WiFi password?" I asked when he started logging into his social media.

"Yes. My quota is thin so Wifian is free. If there is no internet." I just nodded and didn't comment much because actually it's not as scary as living without the internet.

"Wouldn't you be hitching a ride?" I asked, and he nodded, allowing me to borrow his phone.

I typed the word 'Reyes' in the search engine. I have been curious about its meaning for a long time and only this time have I had the opportunity to find out. It was a word that was drawn in the hands of the Lord and made me very curious.

Reyes is Spanish, which means king. I scrunched his forehead, why he uses Spanish, but king is also good if made tattoo. I flicked my shoulders uncaringly and immediately turned back Rafa's phone.

"Lo search what the hell. Reyes? Why find out about this" he asked.

"Questioning but good turns out to mean."

Rafa nodded and returned his phone to me. This time it's about who Reyes is. I read the writing there.

Reyes is a dark organization that has now spread to Indonesia. Many people are already incorporated and they have a sign of a snake tattoo that is coiled on the wrist with the inscription Reyes as if protected by the snake. Usually this sign is only used for higher-ups after being a member for 5 years.

There have been many cases that dragged the name of this group, ranging from rape, theft, murder, and many more.

After reading the article my body suddenly became limp.

"It was news two years ago, but because Reyes' tattoos were popular it was hard to figure out which ones were real members. Oh, another one of the ones I heard they also like to get young girls to be made into girlfriends" said Rafa.

Should I feel relieved? But if reality proves otherwise how? Means God is very dangerous. He was among the top brass in the organization.

It's worth it that I feel anxious lately even though the interference is still routine I get. I was caught in a bigger problem. I'm stuck with a gang member who can be sure my life for the future will not run safe.

I guess I could've made it out, if this means I have to get back to work harder. I also had to raise a lot of money so that I could escape abroad and live comfortably. I don't want to just give up and wait for the time until I become their next target.

"Lumayan. But because their news was buried with political news, their existence was also forgotten. What I hear is some people have reached this city but do not worry Indonesia has many residents and achievements meet them like needle in fingers. Don't think too much."

He could say that calmly because he didn't know. Do I have to tell you about Lord God? My heart and my mind were wondering if I should tell Rafa or not. But we've just become friends and if I tell him about this straight away, I don't want him to get involved. I won't put my friend in a dangerous position.

"Yes. I'm just in shock."

"You should have known. Is there no story?"

I'm shaking. They all look difficult to approach and I don't have much strength to blend in with them either. To survive in this school alone I really had to exhaust myself to stay healthy and sane.

"It seems like an end. Let's get to class." I stood up to leave Rafa.

My feet slowly stepped towards the classroom and knocked and then went inside. I found Jess standing next to the Lord's table. Their appearance was more confused with the many traces of sweat that flowed through the temple both. Both Mr. God and Jess both snatch when they find out if I'm the one who interferes with their activities. I'm not wrong because this school is not a special room for sex.

The sharp look they cast was like a sword blade that would at any moment be ready to draw me. I ignored them and immediately rushed to sit in my chair. Jess has been pushing forward, the woman seems to want to hit me but she immediately paused when she saw Rafa and some other children entering the class. Just then Mr. God immediately put on a professional smile full of falsehood and it was also accompanied by Jess who walked to sit in his place.

Then one by one the students came in. It seems like Mr. God's initial intention backfired itself for him. After it makes them back up the spirit now he is confused himself how to get them about. The students began to talk to each other and it ended with the cancellation of a replay that he had announced last Sunday.

Mr. Dewa handed out the paper last Sunday. Some children seem happy to see the value of their replicates. Good for them but not for me now there is only one paper left in his hand.

The Lord stepped towards my place and slammed the paper onto the table.

"I'm disappointed with your Aretta's replies" he said loudly and managed to get all eyes to look at me.

I look down. F value adorn my paper. It is undeniable because yesterday I could not answer the question he gave. I reached for the matter and my eyes immediately fiddled as soon as I knew that this matter was different from the one he gave me yesterday. It seems like he did that on purpose and cheated my handwriting so he wouldn't be suspected. I crumpled the paper with overflowing anger.

"Lo can be ugly too?" I looked towards Rafa. He just grimaced, "go too." There's no way Rafa's got a different problem, I don't want to talk about it and can only reply with a concerned smile.

"I think we should learn together" I suggested. He immediately nodded excitedly.