FLOWER WARS

Chapters 18. Install Body.

"Look at those white guys. It's so sick of me to see their behavior" Ningrum whispered to Bunga. Both girls were in the school cafeteria. Enjoying lunch while watching a group of male disciples; all of them were of Dutch descent, who were laughing loudly.

I don't know what they're talking about, which obviously makes Ningrum and Bunga feel very uncomfortable. The two kept thinking the white boys were talking about them.

"Leave it. If they start to bother us ...."

"Hey! You!"

Ningrum's words evaporated just like that as loud exclamations sounded from the direction of the young men. The two girls looked.

"Ja, you two!" call one of the youths who seems to be playing the role of the group leader. He had blond hair like Jacob's. His cheeks were filled with reddish freckles.

That loud call made everything there turn their heads. But, once they know that they are being targeted not white children, they are indifferent and return to their respective affairs. Some even commented cynical smiles on Bunga and Ningrum.

"From you, Indigenous!" exclaimed the young man back as he moved his index finger.

Bunga and Ningrum were throwing furious glances at each other. Then I turned back to those young men.

"If you need anything from us, you come here" said Bunga, folding both hands in front of his chest.

"Heb je dat gezien (You see that?)," asked the blonde young man to his friends with laughter filled the cafeteria.

" Natives are starting to dare to talk, huh?"

Ningrum restrained the Flower's arm as he was about to step closer to the young men. He could already guess what the Flower would do. Teach them a lesson.

"Hey! Comehere you. Our tables are dirty, can you clean them?" said the young man while laughing.

Flowers clenched his hands. They don't know who's making trouble with. He was sick of seeing white people who were as arbitrary as those young men.

"Why do we have to clean your tables? We're not servants here. Our degrees are the same as yours. Students at this school!" bunga.

"You hear?" asked the young man to his friends while chuckling. Then he got up from his seat and stepped closer to Ningrum and Bunga.

"Isn't it your destiny for the natives to be our jongos?" continue the young man. "Or do you two want more than that, so our slave is in bed, maybe?"

Plakk

"Hoerendop (The bitch)!" maki the young man while holding his reddened cheek was hit by a loud slap from the Flower.

The incident made the entire room stare at the Flower with a surprised facial expression. Maybe just this time they saw there was a native who dared to slap a white man.

"You will accept the consequences, An jing Indigenous!" The young man grabbed the collar of the Flower clothes and pulled the girl to his knees.

"Raak haar niet aan (Don't touch him), Augustijn!" shouted someone while pushing the young man's body hard.

Flowers were surprised to see Jacob's sudden arrival. That sturdy back prevented him from the young man who was about to hurt him.

"You touch him, I won't hesitate to beat you up!" threaten Jacob while pointing at Augustijn's face.

"Hoo, I can't believe you're defending a lowly native like him!"

"I warned you!" Jacob repeated his threat.

Augustijn. "Your father won't like this."

Jacob pushed Augustijn once again. He even spread his gaze throughout the room, staring one by one at the students there with sharp eyes. It seemed like he was giving them an implied warning. If any of them harmed the Flower, then they would be dealing with him.

"Verrader (Traitor)!" maki Augustijn walked back to her friends who could only watch the incident.

Jacob grabbed the Flower's arm and took the girl out of the canteen. Ningrum followed them immediately.

"Can you leave us both?" jacob asked Ningrum. He doesn't like it. Because, since Bunga was familiar with the girl, the attitude of Bunga changed. His best friend is not as warm as he used to be.

Ningrum threw a glance at the Flower. The girl nodded too. Then, after Ningrum had passed, Flowers pushed down Jacob's chest slowly. "You shouldn't interfere!" abugn.

"I don't want Augustijn to hurt you!" sergeant Jacob. Both are next to the library building.

"I'll hurt him!" firmly Flower.

"Why are you, Bunga? You shouldn't have gotten into trouble with them."

Flowers raise their eyebrows. "Oh, so, you're telling me to just shut up while she's being arbitrary?"

"It's not. I mean ...."

"What, Jacob?" The waist-rigged flower challenged Jacob to express his opinion. "You don't know what it's like to be insulted and reviled. You don't know what it's like to be trampled on by your pride!"

"Can't answer? Sure oes. Your life is always good. Wrestling treasure, even though all of it is our booty! You're robbers! Invaders!" maki Flowers growled.

"You know I'm not like that."

"Oh, what are you like?" Flowers lift his chin. His gaze was sharp on Jacob. "If you are not like them, leave this country. Just live in your country! Just go home to where you came from!"

Jacob flabbergasted. Flowers cannot mean to say things that hurt her heart. The girl seemed to regret her words.

"Thank you for your help, Jacob, but I don't need it!" firmly Flower.

He looked at the pair of blue eyes before him with a sharp look. Though deep down, he didn't really mean to hurt Jacob. He is only very angry at this time, at Augustijn, at the invaders who rule this beloved country.

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