Bad Boy Agents

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Gayatri was still sitting in her study chair, tapping a plastic medicine bottle onto the surface of her study table. In front of him were several sheets of paper that opened and just finished he tulisi with black ink. It's the job of his economics class, along with Shaka and Rosi. He who partly wrote their duties because of the handwriting of Shaka and Rosi, much more destroyed in his appeal.

After a month, it was only this time that Gayatri really felt learning. Like being forced to take responsibility after he ignored all the things about his education. The girl with my eyes recalled the father's words this morning, that she should maintain her values. There are many hopes that Barkah wants to try to convey through the short advice.

After Rasya's death and passing through his depression phase uneventfully, this girl was forced to rise. No one else could help him with the task other than himself. Rosi's a parlor boy who can't just walk in and out of the parlor. Moreover, the girl complied there is a rule that all students in her school are not allowed to roam outside the school and her home without parental assistance.

Then Shaka, the man is scorsing. Chat in the group of only three people, more contained jokes than group discussion in general.

"My head is dizzy, I can't think. Need some more back support, I guess." That sentence became Shaka's last sentence in his group. After that, the bad boy disappeared to nowhere.

“I have to start styling again Sya,” Inner Gayatri while looking at a photo of herself and Rasya while camping in Bromo, a few months ago.

Before continuing his writing that is still half left, Gayatri took anti-depressant drugs first. This drug is his mainstay in dealing with his days, especially when he is feeling down. If you do not take this medicine, maybe a Gayatri will just sit in the closet and lock himself there. The traumatic experience made it difficult for her to open up and interact with others. It was scary and he was trying to get out of that condition completely.

A message notification was heard on his phone. The message was from Rosi and delivered in her group.

“I get additional material Aya, roughly can still be added no? This is the article I found on perpus.” The message that Rosi sent along with the photo of her article.

Gayatri checked it a while ago and reacted to Rosi's message of thumb emoticons. Iseng Gayatri checks anyone who has read Rosi's message, it turns out Shaka has also read it.

“Tumben she doesn't memgebales messages with silly?” inner Gayatri. Usually there will be strange stickers scattered in the quiet group.

“O yes, Shaka again on right? Shaka let us party, huh? It's open to all students, right?” again Rosi asked. Gayatri and Rosi both waited for Shaka's reply, but the male's tumben had not read it.

“Where is this child? Usually most gercep.” Again Gayatri spoke in her heart.

The man that Gayatri was referring to was silent on his bed. He reopened the page to some of Rasya's agenda which he brought from his tantic home. There was one page that Shaka was reading over and over again with great interest.

“Hey naughty girl, is today fun?” That sentence became the opening sentence Rasya wrote on his agenda. Without mentioning the girl's name, Shaka clearly knew who Rasya was referring to.

“How is our sightseeing event today, do you like it?” There was a smile at the end of his sentence.

“You said, our journey is like mini touring. I'm the leader even though I put my bike behind you. I love it every time you peek at me behind you through the rearview mirror. Why, you're afraid I'm going? Ahhaha…"

"Calm down, I'll always follow you pretty, no need to keep glancing at me back, the view ahead there is much more beautiful.”

“Beautiful, until now I don't know why you never let me be in front of you. Am I in your way? Or is my bike going too fast? Yeah, I remember, you didn't like it the most when I overtook you.”

“Without you knowing, while driving behind you, I secretly thought of you. After I thought about it, I began to be a little selfish with my desires. It seems, it would be better if during this adolescence we drive each. There is no one you screw besides me. I won't fuck anyone else, except you. Enough me who screwed you when we grow up later.”

“Besides me, no one can put his chin on your shoulder. No one can embrace you from behind. No one can rub your head and caress your hair.”

“I'm selfish, yes I'm selfish. There are a lot of things you can't do because it will make me feel like I lost you. Keep driving in front of me and I'll enjoy your smile that I see in the rearview mirror. Glancing around, I waited for him.”

A few paragraphs of that sentence made Shaka come with a small smile. It seems that Rasya's feelings for Gayatri had grown long before March 13th. He did not know whether Gayatri knew the feelings of his sister or not. Clearly, the girl should be able to read the meaning of Rasya's gaze seen in the photo that Rasya attached.

This photo was taken in the school cafeteria. Gayatri was sipping her drink with a straw. The girl seemed to be holding back a smile as she looked at Rasya. While Rasya propped up his chin while staring at Gayatri. He used his left hand to take this adorable photo. They looked sweet and instantly Shaka's heart swished.

"Do you like each other?" muttered Shaka.

Satisfied to read Rasya's agenda, the young man leaned his body on the back of his bed. While the agenda was closed on his chest. His eyes glared at the white ceiling of his room.

Imagining Rasya's face and feelings at that time, making Shaka can feel the sense of falling in love experienced by his sister. His face was definitely blushing and the look in his innocent eyes was slightly sparkling. Akh, he missed that bad boy. The brat who grew up without him beside her.

Shaka closed his eyes. There were two faces that now appeared in his mind namely the faces of Gayatri and Rasya. Two very difficult teenagers to approach. Wait, why did the shadow of a helmeted man suddenly appear in his mind as well?

Shaka was stunned to recall the figure of someone wearing a helmet, appearing in his mind. He was very sure he was a man. He recalled the identity of the man through the leather jacket he wore. There is a symbol like the identity of a motorcycle genk that makes him curious.

Without waiting for a long time, Shaka immediately moved from his place. Put Rasya's agenda away and choose to leave. As usual, that night he wandered to visit a motorcycle gang that he had never been to.

In a different place, Dwi was sitting opposite two trusted soldiers. David is with a female soldier he used to call Sergeant Alya. He handed out a letter to the two men, his gaze so locked on David and Alya.

"Do you know what to do?" ask the man while tapping his finger on the file.

"READY!!!" David and Alya agreed.

“Be sure to follow my directions and follow Shaka's game. You just need to stand by him and make sure he comes back when everything's done. Don't let him make a mistake and make his real identity exposed.” The order was given to two of his soldiers.

He had no choice but to send his two soldiers to monitor Shaka's movements. After he got a report that Shaka went to the intelligence headquarters and asked for some things outside his permission, he did not want Shaka to cross the line and abuse his authority. Therefore, this step is better felt by Dwi.

“SAY!!!” david and Alya together.

Other than that chimpanzee, sergeant Alya hid his sweet smile. He will finally meet Shaka again. Senior whom he admired for his great figure.

"I'll catch up with you," Alya's inner.

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