Don't Call Me Beautiful...!

Chapter 26 Bitter Tea

''Cie cie y'all dating huh..?''

hearing them say like that, my heart is happy, haha if only it were true, surely I would make it happy..

As her right I consider her not just as a sister but more than that..

Looks like she's really sick, I can't bear it, I drove her home, in an angkot.

Yes while here I mingle with other children, I go back and forth I naek angkot, whereas when in Jakarta I was escorted by private drivers everywhere. I never thought I'd be a regular citizen like them.

what kind of people am I? I'm also a commoner just maybe my money is a little more than theirs.

All I know is that on average they have 3 thousand-10 thousand school supplies per day, while my pocket money never count how much.

I have my own income, and if my parents' school business still bears it all, even mama still gives me 100k a day pocket sometimes Dee more.

The beautiful house looks lonely, it looks like his parents have not returned to work, his house is simple with a spacious yard and very beautiful filled with ornamental plants and vegetables in polybags. The air is very cool, I am very comfortable to be here for a long time...

Not only is his house comfortable for me, the owner is also, he is very able to make me feel at home for a long time nearby...

After his mother came I immediately went home, not to sleep or laze, I went home to work.

It's great that I was still Junior High has been able to make my own money, some of my time I spend with a computer, helping my mother design a house that will be built, or just designing a room...

My talent is officially passed down from my mom, mama is a great designer she is my idol, She is the most important woman in my life...

While Papa he is a man that I am very reluctant and I respect, yes even though papa likes to tease me because I am weak he said.

"You're Papa's first boy, you're supposed to be the one to follow Papa's footsteps into the military, why are you following your mama.."

"But pa, I'm more comfortable being like a mama, than being like a papa."

"As far as you are concerned, Mama's son, let Arga obey your wishes, he is braver than you, who is only good at playing computer keyboards only.."

Indeed it seems Arga son of pride papa, he has a plus because he is interested in the military.

While I do not want to, I do not want if later my children and wife will feel worried if I have to be assigned to the conflict area and have to fight.

or have to leave them with a long time, like what we and mama felt when papa was assigned to the battlefield, or out of the island...

I really don't want to, I just want to be a normal guy who goes in the morning and comes home in the afternoon, to work.

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Almost every day I was with Beautiful, I asked her to study together in class, on the bus or wherever it was, actually she was a smart child, once I taught her to understand, and the result he got second place in the class, while I got 1st and also as a parallel champion.

Actually I don't want to be too flashy in front of everyone, but how else, when I do the task, it all feels very easy, all about it, not arrogant but it's true because my IQ is above average.

As I entered the new school year as 2nd grade, I looked up my name on a piece of paper stuck on the wall in each class, not to mention I saw my name, it was precisely I had a scene that really made me a high level of emotion.

I hate to see a woman being treated harshly by men.

What else is a beautiful woman, a very important person to me.

he was pushed by a boy until he fell.

"you pushed him, why do you blame him?" I said to the boy, instead of apologizing, he challenged me, but pretty invited me to go...

The boy hit the pretty boy until his lips bled.

I can't help my emotions seeing beauty treated like that, actually if only verbally I can still understand it, but this is physical violence, I can't accept it.

I was angry - angry at the boy, Finally I fought with the boy, his name is Rangga.

Beautiful tried to break up our fight, until finally she was pushed by Rangga, she said,

His head was bleeding against the wall.

I was so freaked out to see blood on the head of the girl I loved so much.

It is not fast to help teachers even preach to us first.

''sir, it's not time to say that, quickly help him bleed his head.."

Finally we brought Beautiful to the UKS room, actually we want to bring the beautiful to the hospital, but she refused.She said that she was fine, even though I was not sure.

Seeing him being verbally hurt, I felt so sorry for him, what else saw him get hurt like this, I was so worried about his condition.

What else will be Beautiful and Rangga will be classy, how then the child hurt beautiful again.

The principal and some teachers tried us, instead of admitting wrong Rangga even avoid his mistakes, fortunately many children who saw the incident, it was good, so of course the shrimp brain Rangga can no longer dodge.

I drove him home, this time his house was not in the lock, he let me in, and made me drink.

I refused, but he said.

"My head hurts, not my hands"

Finally I was suguhi tea tasteless by Beautiful, because she ran out of sugar, actually she wanted to buy but I forbid it..

"That's pretty, without sugar this tea is sweet" I said such a sentence as I waved my deathly smile at her..

"hah sweet?, are you numb to the rif? sweet of where? bitter tea like this is said to be sweet. You're weird"

it seems that Beauty is confused by my words.

Don't be confused Beautiful here let me explain...

"Yes, whatever I drink, if I drink it while looking at you, it'll all be sweet"

Haha, her face is red, you're pretty as hot, this mama's boy.

I can't believe a kid like me can say something like that to a girl, it's totally unexpected..

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Because of the incident that happened yesterday, the parents of the three of us were called to school,

It's not that he's angry to hear me fight and get punished, papa is proud of me, you weirdo..