Fat Broken Wing

4. The Best Brothers

~He who is willing to share love and affection, but still good and be a role model, also a protector

under any conditions~ Kiyara Mentari

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The library that was originally quiet is now starting to be filled with some students, some are just simply ngadem in the library, some are doing assignments, looking for books, discussing whispers, talking, there is a mode to the library because the chatter likes to read books in the library, there are also those who are expelled from the class, such as Kiyara.

Pok … .

Kiyara shifted her attention, finding out who dared to pat her on the shoulder while she was seriously reading about the anatomy of the human body. The originally sharp look turned warm.

“Hai, Ki. Fortunately I feel you are here .. You are sought after Ms. Reni tuh, told to meet her in the teacher's room. Sorry, I couldn't help you.” The dimpled man spoke softly as he positioned his seat right next to Kiyara.

“Nothing, relax. Thanks for being told, I went to the teacher's room first.” Kiyara moved from her seat while tidying up the book she borrowed and diary book she had brought when she was expelled from class.

“Be careful, hopefully everything is fine.” Kiyara nodded as she passed.

The relationship between the two is quite good although not too close, but Cakra is almost always there to help Kiyara when the girl is experiencing distress. Although there is a strange and foreign feeling, when Cakra introduced himself as his childhood friend, but he chose to believe because there is strong evidence underlying, namely … the keychain they made 8 years ago.

Kiyara's footsteps, which had originally stepped on a steady swing, had now suddenly slowed down her path. In front of the class there were still a group of classmates who were spending the rest of the hours chatting and eating snacks they brought from the school cafeteria, especially Arin who was laughing giggling without sin, make him think hard to find another way to get to the teacher's room without going through his class.

“Do I go through the back court aja yes ..” murmured softly, then rushed to turn his steps towards the back field, a little twist no problem than to hear endless jeers.

Kiyara walked through the hot sun at half-nine in the morning which contained a lot of vitamin D, not yet rested indeed, the second hour to the hour home school is indeed exempt from the hours of study because there will be a pension from the 12th grade of the event which is the culmination of a series of school practices in the subjects of cultural arts, this pension also invites alumni to help vote the best look.

“Kiyara .. Ki, here ..!” the sound of a female scream, calling out her name, made Kiyara stop her steps then look for that person.

“Gazebo under trembesi,” the sound of the scream reinstrupts back.

Kiyara riled up, seeing a typical brown hooded woman like a PNS service shirt sitting in a gazebo near a trembesi tree that directly faced the volleyball court. Honestly, he was afraid of getting sprayed in public places. Making his legs very heavy to use stepped towards the woman who had called him.

“Luckily you passed here earlier, if you pass in front you will not meet me. Last time I wanted to contact you but I forgot to bring my phone.” Kiyara smiled as she grimaced.

“I-iya, Ma'am .. It's okay. Oh Yes, Miss Reni did you really tell me to see Mom?” His fat hands were now clinging together, squeezing each other.

“Yes, I told the new kid to call you. I have checked your work, it turns out for 28 minutes you can do 4 of 5 math problems well and that you have not done problem number 2. Honestly I'm disappointed in you, Ki.”

“Bu, ta—.”

“Stop, Ki. Sorry, I still have to give you punishment even though you are a child with

a very proud achievement of the school taught prestigious Olympic international level though.”

Kiyara was fixated in silence, this kind of incident repeated itself, making her feel even more inferior, not given the opportunity to argue let alone express the defense that he was innocent and did not ask for an answer from Arin.

“You I'm legal to make ten-grade daily replicas, 20 questions and answers. I wait for the school return hours must have been collected at my work desk,” said Bu Reni firmly and straightforwardly. “This, the tenth class module you learned first, so as not to deviate from what I taught to your class adek.”

“Ba-good, Mom. Then I'll excuse you for working on it. Wassalamu’alaikum ..”

Up there, on the rooftop of the school building there was a figure who had noticed the interaction between teachers and students, his gaze looked intimidating, it was a pity that both Bu Reni and Kiyara, both of whom were unaware of the figure.

“Someday ... somehow .. I think she will be a woman inceran many lakik.”

Dave, the man went away from the rooftop hoping to catch up with the fat girl who looked increasingly grim, her face. Supposedly, Dave had gathered with his friends, but his instincts led Dave to do something else.

“Shit .. library again,” umpatnya.

Puk ... The pat on his shoulder made Dave, turn his body. Blue netra stared

foreign men who wear a shirt in the ashes of a boat paired with black jeans complete with black sneakers.

“Numpang asked dong, know girl class XI IPA name Kiyara Mentari?” Dave, he just rounded his eyes. Just now in the rooftop he monologues that someday there will be many men who are after Kiyara, he said, and see no need to wait a long time because now even Kiyara has been sought by handsome men who look mature, he thought.

“Eh .. emh, yes Bang know me. Here, I also want to nyusulin him to perpust.” The man in front, Dave scrunched his forehead in wonder.

“Oh, if you are concerned I ngikut you meet Kiyara aja.” Dave nodded his head, approving the words of a foreign man, actually he felt curious there was need for this handsome man looking for a Kiyara Mentari, a fat woman who insecurely not playing.

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“You, want me to help you make about?” tanya Cakra, who had been helping Kiyara to collect books.

“Emh .. don't have to be Cak. Let me do all this, this is a punishment for me. Mending you to the field, see pension.”

“No ah, I am here?” Kiyara nodded, the presence of her childhood friend was enough to help make her mood slightly improve.

They both dissolve in each other's activities, until the sound of a step

getting closer and Deheman's voice made both of them look up their heads.

“Kakak ..”

“Kak Dafa.” The two spoke at the same time.

“What are you doing together in a quiet perpust again like gini? The others have been on the field to see the pension, you?” dafa asked with an intimidating look, while Dave was still trying to understand what was really happening before him.

“I, again Nemenin Kiyara to do a task from Bu Reni.” Dafa frowned, astonished.

“He said, last night there was no duty,” said Dafa while sitting his body in the chair beside Kiyara, ignoring the faithful bule standing with a questioning look.

“Ah, i-it's Kak-.”

“Kiyara, punished for being slandered for cheating with Arin.” Casually Cakra said what had really happened, causing Kiyara to bow her head deeply.

“Jeez, how many times did you say. Do not be easily intimidated, do not easily succumb if you do not make mistakes, their opponents .. opponents Ki.” Dafa, speaking with a huff, this sister always succumbed even though she was innocent, always being the oppressed. Wally … !

“Kak, please don't be here if you want to ngomelin me.”

“Cakra, you come with me to the teacher's room. Lu, Bule .. I nitip My sister bentaran.” Without waiting for a reply from Cakra and Dave, Dafa immediately stood up from his seat and stepped out of the library.

Cakra swung his pace fast, to align Dafa's steps. “What do you want Dafa to do?”

“Mau, show proof that Kiyara is not wrong.”

“How?”

“In fact, I stuck a little camera in Kiyara's bag in case someone bullied her, I have proof to make them-them-” the same lesson

“Always, the best brother,” said Cakra who made Dafa smile cynically, imagining the face of the girl who slandered his sister, exposed to punishment.

Meanwhile, in the library Kiyara is still busy working on the punishment given by Bu Reni, regardless of the presence of Dave who is still faithful standing behind her.

“Eheemmm ..” Dave cleared his throat hard enough, causing Kiyara to shift his attention.

“What's up?”

Dave sits himself next to Kiyara. “She, Brother lu?”

“Hem .. .”

“Why, still ngerjain punishment that you yourself do not feel wrong?”

Kiyara stopped her hand movements. “Not business, Brother ... !”

“Your new menu, how can you know your brother?”

“Diem, Brother ... ! This, it is not finished if Brother Dave continues to chat. Sana gih, instead of pension even hang out here.”

“Wait for your brother first, I just unplugged from here.”

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