Forbidden Senior

Part Eleven | Halu

"Girls can be sang*an, too, huh? Kirain is a lustful man," Kak Randu said as he gave me a black helmet before we started driving. I took the helmet and put it on quickly to hide my increasingly red face.

"Sister, can bedain be embarrassed as mupeng no, anyway?" My great-grandson's behind the helmet.

"No, no, I didn't learn anything rich at school. All I want is the face of one girl who again sang*, kept her face cute that," said Kak Randu chuckled. "Damn, I forgot to snap earlier, but it's really good if the photo is made into wallpaper,"

"Sister. My face is red because I'm ashamed, not because I'm angry anymore" I said in frustration.

I rode a red ninja motorcycle Kak Randu whose seat was quite high for the size of my legs. I had to be helped by the man's burly arm when I stepped over his seat. After Kak Randu put on his black helmet, he started the engine, preparing to leave.

"Then what do you want?" While staring into the street, Kak Randu still teases me.

"Udah dong, brother, don't tease me continue."

"What style?" Kak Randu looked back, looking at me from behind his helmet whose glass had not been closed. Next to his eyebrows go up and down asking to be hit.

"You ah." My reply was lazy, unwilling to respond further.

"Dih, lashing. I got downin, just nyaho lo,"

"Whatever,"

"Kok answered that. Not very creative,"

"What do I need to answer?"

"Don't come down on me dong, baby. Not later on***** deh,"

"Snitch, it's delicious at Kak Randu not good at me,"

"What shit is baper?"

"Whatever,"

"That's a grandiose answer the muter-muter keeps rich roundabout HI,"

"Whatever,"

Our motor began to run in the cold night wind that pierced the skin. I was a little cold, evident from my body that started to shiver. I dare not close my body to this foreign man as if there is a distance separating our closeness. I pushed my body back to create a bulkhead so that our clothes did not rub against it.

When the motorbike I was riding hit the sleeping police, I reflexively hugged Kak Randu's waist. Half because I was scared, half because I was cold. My upper body was only coated in a thin pink blouse so that night air could easily penetrate through it. I felt Kak Randu's waist stiffen to get such treatment. Suddenly he pulled the bike over, though,

"Why, Brother?" Ask wonder.

"Down!" Command's fast.

I didn't realize my hand was still around Kak Randu's waist. Though reluctant, I pulled my slovenly hand tightly around the man's waist.

"Sorry, Brother." I said and got off that ninja bike.

I look around me carefully. There is only a forest on my right and left side that is overgrown with shady trees. In front of him there is an artificial lake that is used by marine students as a place of practice courses. In the distance there are twin buildings with the same height that we usually call the Faculty SME Building. However, around our stopping place there was nothing but a crash with a small piece of lighting from the motor. Is Kak Randu going to do anything to me and then throw me to the bottom of the lake?

I've heard one bad rumor that fortunately my campus can muffle. Previously there were biology students who were very accomplished, both on campus, and at the international level. His intelligence has been recognized and legitimized by all parties. However, his lofty nature backfired on its own for him.

One day in the middle of a cold night, he was taken by some of his friends, either organizational friends or sniffing friends, to see the supermoon phenomenon near this lake. Without him realizing it, two of his friends bent him unconscious and his body that had been bound was drowned in the lake.

As his consciousness emerged, he roared for help, unfortunately his mouth was already smothered by the black duct tape. After a long struggle, his lungs were filled with water. He drowned and his friends quickly fled. The next morning, his body was found by a janitor floating in the middle of the lake with a body full of bruises and the condition of the body was stiffened.

As soon as my wild imagination took over, Brother Randu patted my shoulder. "Sister Randu won't do anything about me, right?" Plain ask.

"That's usually just done the same depraved guy,"

Brother Randu looked at me confused. "What do I do?"

"Yes," I don't want to explain further. It could be that this crazy idea actually brightens Kak Randu's thinking and then ignites the dark side in him.

"That's what?"

"Yes, that is," I took a few steps back when I realized Kak Randu was grinning.

In the dim lighting of the motor light, Kak Randu took off his shirt while grinning meaningfully. Bad assumptions flutter in my head. I crossed my hands in front of my chest as a signal to this man not to do anything.

Kak Randu had already managed to take off all his top clothes. He approached me bare-chested. My legs are getting backwards hoping to stretch the distance. It was in vain because Kak Randu's steps were longer than my footsteps.

"KNOCK-KNOCK"

Randu's brother ran and stuffed my mouth with his shirt. I'm getting scared of him. His eyes sparkled like a hungry wolf. His burly hand had even gripped my waist which was the size of 'roll his mattress'?

"Mmmmmmm," I tried to scream for help. I don't want today to be my last day as a girl, let alone in this vile way. Not the tenderness I got but the pain and suffering. Well, imagining it makes me nauseous.

"Kania, quiet. Lo misunderstood. Oh, my God," Randu took off his shirt that gagged my mouth.

"What does misunderstanding mean. Obviously Kak Randu intends to rape* me, right. The evidence points there,"

"Gosh, Kania. You're exaggerating. I just want to give you my sweater so you can wear it, because I know you're cold again. Sorry is not sensitive. Just then I took off the sweater, the shirt also accidentally came apart."

"Seriously?" Kak Randu nodded in confirming.

I'm really speechless right now.

"Lo did, anyway, have to run everything. Where said I'm a percos* guy again. I panicked,"

I laughed to see the look on my face as big as Kak Randu. I did not expect, people as cold as Kak Randu turned out to be as expressive as this.

"Keep why just use those rich mysterious smiles. As a girl, naturally, right, if you think that's not good," I pleaded.

"That's intentional. Haha,"

Brother Randu stretched out his sweater to me. He's back in his shirt while I'm wearing Kak Randu's sweater. There is the fragrance of Kak Randu's perfume that is lurking in my sense of smell. It smells like soothing mahogany. Wearing Kak Randu's jacket like this, I felt like I was being hugged by him.

"Pick the helmet, we're back." Seru Kak Randu interrupted my daydream.

I put the helmet back on quickly and reached into my little bag. I checked my phone, no incoming messages. Now the clock is showing at ninety-thirty, it's late for my family. I typed in a few short messages to Mama and Shania for a late return permit, though I knew it was just a formality.

"Is he ready?" Asked Kak Randu when we had boarded Timothy, the name of Kak Randu's motorbike I had just learned.

"Already," I replied.

"So, we go home to my place, huh?"

"Whatever," I replied without a second thought.

"OK,"

Our bike went back, continuing our delayed journey.