Bad Boy Agents

Relay

“For Shakaaa...” call pick me school girl, Beautiful name, on the new Shaka stop the speed of his motorbike in the parking lot. With a pink fan in his hand, he fanned the face of the ayu who looked blushing. Pink bando, complete with pink earrings and necklaces, became a mandatory accessory for girls until that time.

“Morning,” timpal Shaka who is still sitting on his iron horse. He took off his full face helmet, making his hair look a little messy.

“Shaka, her hair is messy,” bravely Beautifully touched Shaka's head to tidy up the strands of hair covering her forehead. The girl on her tiptoes made their faces quite close within a few moments.

“Thanks,” said Shaka with a small smile.

“Sama-sama...” sahut Beautiful blushed shy. He covered his blushing face, while looking at the two ladies behind him, Winda and Rima.

“Cieee...” seduce her friend, while nudging Indah's shoulder on purpose.

“Iisshhh, don't do that. I'll be embarrassed...” The girl was completely misbehaved, her face was like a ripe tomato ready for harvest. While Shaka was relaxed, he remained sitting on his bike while looking at the shy girl in front of him. Little boy, he thought.

His attention only shifted when a matic scooter stopped right next to his sport bike. The owner was a long-haired girl who was taking off a cream-colored bogo helmet with a skull sticker on the back.

“Again, Gayatri,” Shaka greeted the girl, but Gayatri did not chim in. He prefers to move from his place and soon leaves to leave Shaka who is still looking at him.

Shaka smiled slightly at the girl's behavior. In this school only the girl ignored him. Isn't that interesting enough for the girl?

“Dih, selling expensive. Shaka, don't worry about Aya. He did, not want to talk to anyone. Where the makeup is getting here more and more there. Look, when her sweatpants are daleman? Hahahaha.. kampungan!” lovely friend tease.

Two other girls chuckled at Gayatri who was wearing sports pants as the interior of her skirt began to short.

“Emang why won't he talk?” That made Shaka curious.

“She,” Winda was about to reply, but Rima immediately smothered the girl's mouth.

“What's wrong Shaka, we'll excuse yourself Lovely just suddenly pulled her friend's hand to leave. I don't know why they wouldn't tell Shaka why Gayatri wouldn't talk.

Shaka did not try to restrain the girls, he did not want to force them. He believes that, slowly, someday, he will be able to find out what happened to his school friends. Does this school have a lot of secrets?

The sound of a whistle sounded from the middle of the field. Today XII class IPS 1 is taking sports lessons. They are divided into several groups. Lovely cheered cheerfully as it turned out he was one group with Shaka. He looked so excited, holding the relay baton they were going to use.

The teacher who was explaining that he just ignored it, it was more fun to look at Shaka who looks handsome with his white navy striped sports jersey. Blowing breeze blow her waving straight hair. Sometimes he smiles angrily at Shaka and feels like he wants to touch that fine hair once again.

“Okey, please take each position. Here there will be four people who will pass each other the sticks in your hands. Make sure you are compact, run from one point to another quickly. I recommend, the strongest person in the front pair, as the last person who will race to the finish line,” explained the teacher.

“Ready pack!” the kids are at the same time.

They began to set their own positions. Shaka's group consists of Shaka, Indah and her two maids. While the Gayatri group consists of Gayatri himself with one man who is fat and two other girls who look pale, even though the race has not started.

“Aya, lo in front yes,” pinta the farmed student was on Gayatri. Gayatri neither accepted nor refused. He immediately went to occupy his place in the front position.

“Shakaa, I'll pass to you the stick..” Beautifully exclaimed cheerfully at Shaka who stood on equal footing with Gayatri.

Shaka just held up his thumb. He looked at Gayatri who was silent, looking at his friends back there. Their distance is about 100 meters. His round eyes were pinched due to glare by the morning sunlight. He was not disturbed in the slightest by Shaka who was looking at him. Strange this girl.

The whistle sign is ready. Each of them had already prepared in his place including Gayatri and Shaka. Actually he can just relax playing this game, because his ability to run is above the average of other students. His physique was much more tested than his peers. While the other students had already taken a swing, Shaka was still stretching. Bending his wrists and occasionally twisting his leg joints to warm up.

The girl did not answer, as if Shaka's question was just a wind past. His gaze remained focused on his friend and waited for the next whistle to ring.

The students at the front line immediately ran as the sound of the second whistle sounded. They run fast and their speed is quite balanced. Shaka is starting to be wary as well as Gayatri. His body slightly bent, trying to read the direction of his friends' movements.

In the second person, the Gayatri team took the lead. Despite her thin body, the girl ran faster than the other students. In the third person, Gayatri's friend took the lead again and now Gayatri is running first at high speed.

“Shaka, here's the stick,” said Indah while passing the baton. Do not forget he flicked his long hair that should always be neat.

Shaka immediately took over and raced quickly after Gayatri. The girl turns out to be able to run very fast, Shaka is quite overwhelmed chasing after her. The young man increased his speed in order to keep up with Gayatri and within a few meters he managed to catch up with Gayatri.

After being able to catch up with Gayatri, Shaka turned his body around to face Gayatri and smiled at the girl. Gayatri just scrunched her forehead looking at the man's behavior. He sped up his footwork, but late, Shaka's pace was longer and faster until the man reached the finish line first.

“YEAAYY!!” exclaim Indah and her friends when victory is on her team. The woman was soaring with excitement because Shaka managed to beat the Gayatri team which became his toughest rival. He is excited to take some photos with his friends to capture their victory, while Shaka prefers to approach Gayatri who is sitting on the ground while straightening her legs. His feet were covered with dampness because he was less warm-up.

“Lo is great,” Shaka said as he extended his hand to Gayatri. His breathing panted with exhaustion following Gayatri. Unfortunately the girl simply turned her face away while looking the other way. He massaged his dark and stiff legs.

“Lo cramps?” ask Shaka later. Gayatri still did not answer, making the young man finally crouch in front of Gayatri and touch Gayatri's calf which was tense.

Gayatri was about to pull her legs away from Shaka, but her legs could not be moved. “Gue just want to help you, not want to harass,” said Shaka while staring at Gayatri's face flushed due to heat, his body's metabolism goes fast. Shaka ignores the call of Indah who keeps calling her name because she is not willing to get close to Gayatri.

"Ish, steal a chance Aya!" Lovely snort with annoyance. The girl only dared to curse at the back, not daring to face directly.

While the girl in front of Shaka remained silent, but she let her legs be gently massaged by Shaka. The man said nothing, but focused on Gayatri's feet. The longer, the more comfortable Shaka massage. Gayatri leg muscles began to soften, not tense as before.

Gayatri began to look at Shaka, the man still lowered his head, looking at Gayatri's feet. As the man raised his head, Gayatri again threw away his face. Shaka just smiled looking at the girl's behavior. He felt Gayatri's legs begin to soften. Bend it slowly and the girl does not grimace. His legs are completely healed.

“Sama-sama,” said the tall man as Gayatri turned her head, without saying a word. For Shaka, the task is done and he immediately moves from his place. “Gue take this as a thank you,” he added while taking a drink bottle belonging to Gayatri.

The girl did not protest at all. He let Shaka carry the black bottle. Far from girly.

“Shaka, where are you going?” tanya Beautiful curious.

“To the toilet,” said with a smile. Deliberately answer like that so that Beautiful does not prevent it. After walking a long distance, Shaka turned to Gayatri again, raised his drinking bottle high and sipped his drinking water favorably.

Not only that, he also splashed the remaining water on his head and face, shaking his head until his slightly shaggy hair was fluttered with water circles. The white sports shirt is wet until it looks transparent.

It was only a moment that Gayatri looked at him before then threw away a look in the other direction. Unlike the other girls who were busy shouting calling Shaka's name.

"Babeek Shaakaaaa!!! I love you!!!" beautiful with courage. Seeing Shaka's proportionate and muscular body made him even more fascinated. Many times he called Shaka using his hands to make a funnel so that his voice was heard clearly by Shaka.

With a look Shaka put his hand in the ear, pretending not to hear the voice of Beautiful. The girls were increasingly boisterous shouting, yelling at the sweetly smiling Shaka while wagging her wet hair.

“Lo not interested at all me?” shaka's mind on Gayatri who was even engrossed in playing sand near her feet.

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