Bad Boy Agents

The punishment is better

The sound of the foot scurrying could be heard echoing along the passageway towards the hall. The footsteps belonged to Shaka, Gayatri and the Gods. They ran as fast as they could to not be late to gather with their friends. A shrill voice was heard clearly as Shaka's footsteps were forced to stop at the door of the Hall. With a breath of breath, they tried to stand upright while adjusting their hunting breath.

They compactly wiped the sweat that splashed on his face with his right arm. Don't ask her about her uniform, it's definitely wet with sweat.

From that door, it was seen that the students had gathered in a spacious room, whether since when. One by one lined up neatly to hand over his phone to the student wakasek unwillingly. While the headmaster waited on the podium with a general wakasek, named Oliver. They chatted softly, not heard at all, outdone by the boisterous sounds of the students grumbling in disappointment. One thing is clear, Oliver's attitude when talking to the principal tends to be more dominant than the principal who nods more often.

One knock on the door, making the entire gaze now fixed on the three students who had arrived late. "You guys just came?" ask teacher BK with a sharp look.

"Yes sir, please excuse us too late," the God timidly said. They walked in, ignoring every astonished and anxious look from his companions who had lined up first.

"Stand in front! Where have you been?!" Wakasek students soon approached Shaka, Gayatri and Dewa. Staring at the three students alternately and fully inquiring.

"We from the indoor pool, sir, are learning to swim. We didn't know we had to gather here." The god answered his ass without daring to raise his face.

Wakasek the student smiled slightly, looking at the God intently. "Did anyone swim to sweat?" asked the man while pulling the collar of the Gods shirt until the tall body of the teenager was drawn towards him. Sniffed the teenager for a moment, "Emh! You stink of sweat!" the man exclaimed once and then pushed the God back a few steps. He also shook his hands that were exposed to the God's sweat water.

The god trembled, realizing that he was caught lying. "I give it another chance, answer honestly. WHERE ARE YOU GUYS FROM?!" the man shouted until his voice echoed in the spacious hall room and left them stunned.

From his place, Gayatri noticed, this man's emotions suddenly uncontrolled, even though when facing Mira, this man can still speak calmly. Gayatri supposition, maybe this man is already very upset.

The noise due to the whispers of the students that resembled the sound of the bee was immediately stopped.

"ANSWER!!" the man shouted again as he raised his hand into the air about to slap the God.

"Well, sir, did I play basketball?" God until stammered. Like a turtle, the teenager pulled his head to hide while biting his lips mute, afraid of the wakasek's sharp gaze.

"Good! I learned to swim, now I play basketball. Can you be smart if you make excuses?" Wakasek pointed at the head of the God and then shook it until his face turned.

Gayatri who was standing near the god, reflexively turned to the teacher whom she looked at with dislike. The man could have treated such students. His hands were already clenched and nearly raised, but Shaka immediately held him back. Only an irritated breath was then heard.

"Why don't you like it?" The Wakasek looked at Gayatri cynically, his lips throbbing at Gayatri's appearance which was as messy as God. Gayatri did not budge, but did not lower her gaze on the man either.

His sharp eyes looked at the man boldly, and his hands clenched violently. "Are you also raised to be a liar?!" the man half-cried in front of Gayatri's face, like a hungry tiger that wanted to eat Gayatri's head.

"Take care of your attitude!" shaka who started not to accept. The voice of the man was no less high than that of his teacher. He did not accept Gayatri being treated harshly.

"Waahh! Someone else dare to fight me?" Wakasek students this time moved to look at Shaka. He folded his shirt arms and showed his sturdy hands filled with tattoos. The students were already grimacing in fear of imagining what the man would do. But they did not protest, afraid to be treated like their three friends.

"You dare, challenge me?" this time the student wakasek grabbed Shaka's collar tightly. His eyes glared at the man who looks relaxed with his style that is as close as possible.

"Why should you be afraid of losers like you?" shaka asked with her low voice. He stared back at the pair of sharp eyes piercing him with a knotted smile.

"What do you mean you're a jerk?" asked Wakasek student with his low but stressed voice.

Shaka did not answer. He brought his body closer to the man and slightly sniffed the man's body odor. "Is the shabunya good sir?" shaka asked as he smelled the scent of the male body was different from the scent of the human body in general. He recognized this kind of body odor because he was trained to recognize it.

The man's eyes immediately rounded in shock, not expecting Shaka to know what he was doing. Slowly his hand released its rough grip and retreated one step away from Shaka.

"Take care" asked the man whose focus had begun to wane. His hands looked slightly trembling, the effect of the medicines he was wearing. He turned his head to the schoolmaster for a moment and faintly looked shook his head. Like he was signaling that this child could not be allowed to.

"If I don't want to?" challenge Shaka.

The headmaster smiled confidently, "Sure you will be expelled." The man replied casually.

"Oh yeah?" shaka asked as she chuckled at the reply of her principal. The man nodded confidently. "So, we have to cover up the disgrace of this school and lie to our conscience. That so?" shaka Syndir.

"Aib what do you mean? Rasya's death has nothing to do with this school. He was killed by an unknown person. Which might be connected to this school." The man replied in a loud voice.

"Then why should you be afraid?!" shaka's voice was no less high. His sharp eyes were also rounded full of anger. Gayatri could see that glint in the eyes of her best friend.

"What scares you so much that you have to do this kind of silly thing? Prohibiting students from having social media accounts for fear of defaming the school. Did any of them do that? Calling the name of the school that seems to not care about the death of its students and instead tell the families of the victims to shut up?"

" What are you really hiding in this school, sir? Do you just want to fool them? Did you know that social media accounts are important to some students? THEY'RE LOOKING FOR FOOD FROM THERE!" shaka shouted with his loud voice.

The atmosphere was silent for a moment. The cornered principal could not answer. His eyes stared intently at the new student who was so bold as to oppose him. It was also that courage that made one student take back his cell phone from the hands of a BK teacher.

"Sir, what is the reason you should always ban us from using social media accounts?" ask the student.

"We won't give you our cell phones if you don't have a reason we can understand." Other students took their cell phones. Followed by other students who took their phones collected in several boxes.

"We won't give away our phones for no apparent and reasonable reason. Go ahead if you want to get us out together, "challenged Anton who suddenly dared.

"Yeah, just get it out. I'm not afraid sir. This school cannot intimidate us with unreasonable excuses!" Zaidan is speaking. Because of the principal's orders, he was forced to delete his social accounts that could make millions of rupiah every day.

"Yes, we're not afraid!" students at the same time. They stared at the headmaster bravely.

"SILENCE!!!" the headmaster shouted in a big and rough voice. His jaw until it grooved held back the upset. The atmosphere was silent again. "Bring these three brides in my room!" yell that guy again. He felt that these three students were making his students begin to disobey.

His eyes stared intently at this vast room, how could these little children challenge him.

"Come, come!" exclaimed Teacher BK who was helped by several other male teachers. They took Shaka to the headmaster's room.

Anton and his friends are starting to worry. But his brain is not dead, he secretly recorded all the events in his school today and shared them into the group.

"Who wants to save our freedom, upload this video, let everyone know how the teachers here are treating us." As soon as the sentence written by Anton, complete with candid video that he spread.

"Gather your hape!" the headmaster shouted in a loud voice.

Instead of according, the students were down and busy with their phones. They ignored the speech of the headmaster and one by one walked out of the hall without excuse.

"HEY!! WHERE ARE YOU GOING?! I'M CALLING ALL OF YOU PARENTS!" threaten the school principal.

Unfortunately, the threat was not compromised. The students remained flocking out of the hall without the slightest fear. They were very confident that the principal would not let them out.

"Yes this school will be a ghost school. IIihhh...." Rima shuddered in fear of imagining the contents of his own mind.

"Don't ngaco loh! I'm worried it's Shaka. She's flanked in the secretary's room?" Beautifully filled with anxiety.