Author Culun

Author Culun
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After long hugging, Rila already felt better than before to keep her body away from Aldi then turn her body with her head lowered to the floor like she was looking for something.


Aldi crouched down to pick up the thing lying on the floor and stood back up.


"It's your glasses." Aldi handed over the object he took in the form of thick and minus glasses belonging to Rila.


Rila stood facing Aldi, and took the glasses. He put his glasses back on.


Suddenly entered some security in his white uniform. They widened their eyes to see the situation in the toilet so chaotic, let alone see the figure of two men stranded on the floor.


Aldi and Rila glanced at the few people who had just arrived. Seeing that Aldi stepped forward to face security and talked about the problems that occurred.




Tomorrow



The same day as usual, that morning Rila dropped off from school as usual. Yesterday's troubles weren't spread because of Rila's desire to talk to the principal.



Rila just did not want anyone to know the problem let alone his mother for some reason, but he also did not stay silent to find out who the evil intentions behind it.



Time off, there were only two people left in the class sitting side by side. They were Rila and Aldi who wanted to talk about things.



"Have your wounds improved?" ask Rila to Aldi who is writing.



Rila's eyes glanced at Aldi's fingers on the right hand that was on the table and his left hand that moved writing looked difficult.



Aldi glanced at the side while nodding once then pokus wrote again.



Rila nodded, she lowered her head slightly taking something in the desk drawer. A smile on Rila's lips shows in front of Aldi the item he took.



Pokus Aldi diverted to look at the item that the innocent girl showed him. It shows a square box.



"Your package I gave you back, thank you very much for yesterday."



Aldi smiled faintly leaving his activities, he received the box and then opened a little to see the inside which was his sports jacket folded neatly.



"It doesn't matter, but how about you you you're okay now?"



"That's fine" answered Rila briefly.



Aldi placed the box under the drawer, then looked at Rila.



"You take it easy, I will try to find out who ordered the two upperclassmen to scare you" Aldi said.



Rila was a little bored to hear Aldi's throws at her.



"But you've been meno ...," said the girl looking nervous.



"Not for you, I wonder who used my name in that letter anyway." Aldi wants to write again.



"Your choice is also there precisely, waiting for the perpetrator to be known and this problem will be spread if you have not met like this is not good to spread it. It could be that the perpetrator is attacking you even worse and I don't want that to happen." There was a look of anxiety on the face of the man who was busy writing.



"You're worried about me?" ask Rila who made Aldi jerked.



Aldi looked at Rila for a moment and then turned his eyes to look like someone who was afraid of being caught off guard.



"No, I help you because I also want to know who dares to use my name, not because it worries you" Aldi said. After saying that he went back to writing again but with ears that were deliberately obstructed by earphones.



Rila could only be speechless at the man's behavior, very different from yesterday's apparent attention.



\*\*\*



In the teachers' office.



In the principal's private room, two grown men were talking about something important.



They sat facing each other with work desks that limited between them.



"In the meantime, our two schoolchildren are in the hospital still unconscious" blurted Pak Jojo at the old man in front of him who had a fierce face.



"It's good that if the girl doesn't spread her problems, the reputation of this school will be bad, and I don't want just an ordinary girl to bring bad." The headmaster took out a perfume bottle and sprayed it around.



Mr. Jojo just bowed his head, from deep down he was eager to reply to the old man. But fear of trouble.



'*You only care about the reputation of the school as well as yourself, is self-esteem not more important? I mean one of those students, I'm so guilty of waiting for this schoolgirl case to be postponed until I find the real culprit. Children today are too reckless to do things that are beyond their thinking*' Pak Jojo's inner self.



"Go" the principal ordered.




Mr. Jojo sat his butt on the swivel chair while leaning his back while taking a heavy breath and exhaling it looked frustrated.



"Are you okay, sir?" ask the middle-aged woman who is next to Pak Jojo's desk chair. He looked at the man who seemed to be keeping something from his face.



Mr. Jojo who was looking at the wall of the cubicle table while thinking about something certainly gasped in surprise. He looked at the woman who was Mother Teacher Dahlia. Looks beautiful and graceful with his teacher's shirt coat.



"I'm fine, just feeling a little dizzy thinking about this year's new student discourse." Mr. Jojo smiled looking at Mother Dahlia.



\*\*\*



On the basketball-covered court next to the school building, the situation was so crowded that cheering students filled the seats to watch basketball players preparing for a match.



They cheered while shouting encouragingly at the players who were already standing in the middle of the field preparing to play.



Each of the players took a position and looked at each other with a cynical smile.



"Aldi Aldi Aldi!"



"Revan Revan!



"Virgo Virgos!



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Elsewhere, Rila runs through the hallways of the classrooms chasing the man who stole her shoes.



"Hey stop! give me shoes back!"



Rila shouted as he ran away with all his might, the disciples that passed along the way momentarily turned to him.



Sweat splashed around Rila's body, his breathing was already irregular feeling tired chasing the man who had not been separated from his sight.



Until arriving at the left turn, Rila's step suddenly stopped because it hit someone's body when he wanted to take the turn.



Rila's body fell on the floor holding her knee, feeling her sore butt hit the floor. Simultaneously, the sound of impact of objects falling on the floor made the person who was hit by Rila shocked to see it.



"Dumb ugly girl! the road does not use eyes! look my phone broke because of you!" That guy squatted to align his body with Rila.



Rila's head lowered concealing her fear of hearing the rough throws coming out from the person she hit.



"Beautiful boss, she's not the geeky girl sitting next to our Prince?" ask the girl standing behind the guy Rila hit.



"True." The other girl who was next to the girl who asked said with one hand shutting her mouth wide open in shock.



Rila tried to dare to look up at the person in front of him was a girl he had met, with curly hair hanging beautiful and smooth white face was none other than Luna.



Luna, the beautiful girl who was popular at the school, all the students must know her. While the two girls standing behind Luna are Tina and Ana, Luna's loyal friends.



Rila looked to the side below catching a cracked and slightly crushed cell phone apart that seemed to have Luna.



"You!" Luna grew furious and wanted to slap Rila in the face. But suddenly appeared next to a smooth hand someone held the hand of Luna who wanted to slap Rila in the face.



"She was completely unintentional, you wanted to slap her just because your phone broke?" That person turned out to be Saysa, the beautiful girl who had met Rila in Rooftop that time



Luna immediately threw out Saysa's hand which was holding her back and stood up with an angry face.



"You!" Tina and Ana set foot wanting to avenge Saysa immediately, but stopped when they heard Luna's thump.



"Take it easy" Luna said to her two friends.



Saysa immediately helped Rila stand up, then faced Luna with a dislike face.



"What a shock," Saysa sneered a cynical smile at Luna.



Without another word, Saysa took Rila away from it past the three girls who were bullying her at school. Rila was really grateful that someone helped her out of the situation.



...*Connected* ......