Don't Call Me Beautiful...!

Chapter 6 Super Hero

Without my guess....

Brother God who hates me so much just invites me to chat.

"Beautiful, what's your 2nd class now?"

"You don't know yet" I answered honestly

"Class 2 position in random, later class 3 will be the same as class 1 again" brother Rama chimed.

"Oh, is that brother?"

"Yes, there used to be such a big brother." Brother God asserted again.

"When we have clop, with friends in class 1, class 2 we change new friends, have to start adjusting again" said Rama again.

Before long we rode the same angkot , Because the location of Senior High School is before my school brother Rama and brother Dewa down early.

"We go first.."

" Yes.." I replied..

Just this time I was treated like a real sister by my two brothers, it was nice.

But the words of brother Rama was very disturbing my mind, our class will be random only small possibility for me to be in class with Arief, I can only pray.

May Allah make me his classmate,

...

Arriving at school my eyes did not stop scanning Arief's whereabouts, as if these eyes had sensors that could find Arief's whereabouts.

Until some time I did not find it, I continued my journey to the classroom 2.

Just like scanning Arief's whereabouts, I also scanned the whereabouts of my name on the paper stamped on the window of the 2nd grade room.

My name wasn't in 2A class, and then I went to 2B class, and there wasn't my name, and I continued my journey to 2nd C classroom, I still haven't found my name printed there, I went back to looking for my name in 2D class, One by one my name read in my heart, and there my name, Beautiful Jelita, appeared, that shameful name.

Because crammed, I finally fell because pushed by one of the students there, whether pushed or pushed for sure it feels very painful and embarrassing of course, I think, the kid's not apologizing to me he's scolding me.

"Heh ye therefore do not hinder me, quickly move away from it..!" said the boy, I don't know who he is.

I just looked down, didn't dare to look at it, while the other kid just kept quiet.

Again my Super Hero came to my aid.

He pulled my arm, he,,

"Let's get up..!"

I obeyed his orders.

Then Arief spoke to him,

"Hey you pushed him, why are you blaming him."

"Did you dare me?" challenge the boy, he pushed Arief's shoulder violently.

"Who's afraid of losers." Arief is getting emotional.

"Hey, who's the loser?" the boy was getting more emotional.

"You, how dare it be with women, if you dare come with me."

This man, it can be messed up if I get caught by the teacher, I'll break them before something bad happens.

"Already Rif, let's just let's get out of here." I guided Arief's hand and took him away.

But I saw the boy's hand clenched, I was sure he was going to hit Arief, and...

Bugh...

Finally the punch hit my face, because I was blocking the boy from hitting Arief.

"Beautiful, you're bleeding." Arief looks very emotional looking at my situation.

The boy was surprised, because the blow he sent to Arief was wrong target, and even hit me.

Arief immediately moved and returned the child's blow, a fistfight ensued and.

bugh bugh bugh they both beat each other up.

"Already Arief, I'm fine, stop it! just stop it!, don't keep going!"

I was overwhelmed separating the two of them, but my words were not heard at all by them.

The other kids instead of helping me break up the fight, they were cheering like fans of a boxing match.

"Come Arief.. Come Rangga.."

I'm getting annoyed to see their behavior, instead of helping to even pump.

Trying to separate them I was finally pushed back by the boy, I fell down on my head against the wall, and

so sick.

"aww. "again I said that word.I held my head, after which I saw that there was a lot of blood on my hands..

Arief approached me.

"Beauty, your head's hurt, how's this?"

Because of the commotion some teachers approached us.

"What's this?" the teacher asked, and the other teacher chimed in..

"You little boys still Junior High have been fighting, then it will be big what do you want to be? wanna be a delinquent?"

"it's at school not on the street, if you want to fight, there in the boxing ring."

"Pak is not the time to talk a lot, let's help him, his head is bleeding, let's help him" Arief held my head on his thigh.

He seemed very worried about me, from his eyes I saw a very deep concern.See Arief was very attentive to me, I don't know which demon from which to persuade me to arch that smile.I smiled, I smiled, whether anyone sees me or not, I don't know for sure.

Though my head and lips are very sick, but I actually feel happy to be treated like that by my Super Hero.really this ugly duckling is very bucolic, not know yourself.

Arief was the one who would carry me, but the teacher did not allow it, seeing the situation he was also, Arief and the child were just as bloody in the nose.

They took us to the UKS room, the school nurse immediately treated us, she examined the wound on my head.

Arief told the teacher to take me to the hospital.

"Sir, it's better to take Beautiful to the Hospital alone, pity her head is bleeding, fear why why, it's dangerous"

"No sir, I'm fine" I refused Arief's wishes.

"True Arief, we go to the Hospital, I'm worried about your situation."

I insist on refusing all their wishes, I do not want to bother, what else my parents will worry about me so much, I fear they will be angry.

I can't imagine how they would feel if they found out that their son went to the Hospital for fighting, but I still broke them, but I was the one who caused them to fight.

Finally they were forced to comply with my wishes.

"Beautiful, why are you so stubborn?"

"I'm fine Rif, how about you?"

"I'm okay, I'm a guy who's used to fighting"

Suddenly our principal Amir came.

"Oh it's only fitting that you're used to fighting Arief, aren't you ashamed of your status, as a general champion in this school??" see the face of Mr. Amir, it's a sign he was very angry with us.

"Please explain to me what really happened?"