Chasing Brutal Girl Love

Chalks

" Mayy....! Watch out behind you!"

Braakk!

A punch landed on Medina's back. The girl fell to the ground with the pain.

" Damn...! How dare you attack from behind!" scream Medina.

Medina immediately got up and immediately approached a man in a white uniform of ashes who had struck her. Fortunately, the blow was not too hard.

Medina Amelia, the beautiful girl is called 'Mey' by her friends every day. But at home, her father prefers to call her 'Dina' like her mother used to be.

" Huh... What losers! How dare you play back, you b*nc*...!" gertak Medina's.

Medina brutally beat up the different men of the school. There is no mercy for those who have disturbed their lives.

" Of course, they'll die." stop Adam, Medina's friend.

" Get out of here if you still want to breathe!" shouted Johan.

Those who had been battered immediately left so as not to get further tantrums from Medina. The beautiful girl let out a long sigh then sat on the ground with a beristighfar.

" Athaghfirullah.." murmured Medina.

" Mey, are you okay?" ririn asked worriedly.

" No, I'm fine." replied Medina slowly.

Medina now sits on the grass with her four friends. Adam, Johan, Ririn and Bayu. The five of them had been friends since Junior High, they knew all the problems Medina had.

" We're going home?" ask Bayu.

" A moment, my back hurts a little. Later if you know it must be angry again." said Medina.

" Mey, how long were you like this? Your father didn't marry Aunt Lidya, why are you still angry?" Ririn.

" I'm not mad at you, I'm angry at myself" Medina said.

" We're home, it's late afternoon. Your father must be worried you haven't come home" Johan said.

Five of them live in the same village. The closest home to Medina is Adam. His house was right in front of Medina's house, separated only by a street.

Medina to school is always driven by a motorbike by Adam. Although Medina had her own motorcycle, she was reluctant to take it.

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Medina went straight into the house when she saw that her father was not on the porch. Usually the middle-aged man always greeted him when he returned home.

" Ashalamu'alaikum...?" medina.

" Wa'alaikumsalam, have you gone home, Dina?" sahut father.

" Hm... Where are you going? Tumben's so neat, wanna go?"

" I was looking for you, it's been half five in the afternoon. I'm worried what's happening to you."

" Dina told me you don't have to overdo it like that. Dina can take care of herself!" ketus Medina's.

" Yes, I know you're an adult. Forgive me, son."

Medina's father, Hasan, immediately returned to his room. Likewise with Medina who also went straight to her room to change her school clothes.

" Mom, I'm sorry. I can't take good care of our daughter. Ever since you left, his face has always been moody. There was no smile and a cheerful face like before." murmured Hasan's father.

Meanwhile, Medina immediately took a bath and rushed Ashar prayers before her time was up. After that, he headed to the kitchen to cook dinner for himself and his father.

Although his relationship with his father was not good, Medina did not forget his obligations at home. She always wakes up before dawn, cleans the house and cooks for breakfast and lunch after school. His father swept the yard and watered the plants in the morning and evening. He works as an elementary school teacher.

" Dina, would you like to help me?" mr. Hasan approached his daughter who was cutting vegetables.

" No need, Dad. It's almost done" Medina said flatly.

" That's your arm why?"

Medina forgot that her arm had been injured when she fell on the rocky ground while fighting with other school students.

" Oh.. This was Dina falling down while walking in the school yard, Dina's shoelaces came off and accidentally stepped on by a friend."

" Here, let me treat you."

Mr. Hasan picked up the medicine box in the living room hanging on the wall.

" No need, Dad. Later Dina can treat it yourself." reject Medina.

" Come, sit!" tell dad to turn off the stove. Fortunately, the cooking was cooked.

Medina could only resign as her father painstakingly and carefully treated her wounds. Medina grimaced occasionally with pain as the medicine touched her wounded skin.

" It's over, get ready! We pray together at home" said the father.

" No, I want to pray in congregation with this beautiful father's daughter."

" Alright, Medina clean up the kitchen first."

" No, let me just take care of it."

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This morning, as usual Adam had sounded his motor horn in front of the house a sign to call Medina who was still not out of her nest.

" Dad, Dina left first... Adam's waiting outside." said Medina.

" You don't have your own motor?" ask Dad.

" No, I'm the only one wearing it. I'll be tired every day to school on foot."

" Yes, hearts on the road. Tell Adam not to speed with his bike."

" Yes, assalamu'alaikum."

" Na'alaikumsalam."

Medina came out of the house and found Adam staring at her.

" Meong, what are you doing! From the wait was not nongol from the nest." Adam upset.

" It's only at this hour, Darman! Like a boy afraid late." said Medina.

" Woii... Adam's not Darman!" exclaim Adam.

" Are you replaced?"

" Noisy little Meong!" groused Adam.

" Isa... Pretty is like meow!" hiss Medina.

" Hurry up, the others are waiting at the crossroads."

" Yes, bawel...!"

Medina immediately put on her helmet and sat behind Adam. The girl seemed excited this morning to welcome the warm sun with a big smile.

Until at the crossroad, three friends Medina has been waiting on their respective motorcycles. Medina waved her hand and coded for them to go straight.

They arrived at school five minutes before the entrance bell rang. Medina directly entered with Ririn leaving three men behind her.

But having just put the bag into his desk drawer, the five of them approached a student from another class.

" Sorry, brother. I was told by a BK teacher to look for names - these names were told to face the principal's room immediately" said the student, who was their younger sibling.

" Wooiii.. This is the name of the five of us, what is it that the principal called us?" say Bayu.

" Where, let me see!" Ririn grabbed a piece of paper in the hand of the baby.

" You go!" medina said to her underclassman.

" Excuse me, brother."

" Hmm..."

" We'll give you breakfast, okay? Very good of our principal." jelly Johan.

" Food is in your mind! Let's go there" said Ririn.

Medina felt something bad was going to happen. The girl was convinced all this was due to yesterday's brawl with another school. Medina sighed softly before moving out of her chair. He no longer knows what he will say to the father later when giving a summons from school either already what I have.

" What's wrong with you, Mey?" ask Adam.

" It's okay, you guys are getting ready for the exam this time" replied Medina flatly.

" Do we have a test, Mey?" asked Bayu innocently.

" Noisy! Let's hurry to the principal's room" Johan said.

" Bismillah.." muttered Ririn.

The five of them walked through the hallway which seemed quiet because the lesson hours had already begun. With steady steps like soldiers ready for war, they walked without the slightest fear.

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