Handsome Overy

Juhim Ogi

Srrruu...

"Ah, fresh. Why not drink?" asked the big-bodied pira in front of me who from earlier sniffed cola.

"I'm not thirsty" I looked back at my drinking water.

"Drink, there's no poison either. We talk casually" he said looking at me with a smile that did not escape his face.

I nodded sipping a little soda, I was a little awkward sitting opposite to him for some reason there was an aura that made me uncomfortable.

"So you're Govan? New students who have been talked about a lot lately."

I looked at him and nodded in embarrassment, he smiled again.

"How many last days I wasn't at school, I heard you were rioting"

"I'm sorry, I didn't riot." I interrupted politely.

"Oah, that's so formal! I don't have to talk to me formally even though I'm your senior, just talk normal."

I'm older than you, son, I'm almost thirty years old, even though you look older than me.

"All right" I replied.

"And I hear again you've fought Deon in class? That right? And you're still apologizing for a chocolate bar? And then yesterday you were accused of spreading the rumors of the North Star, and then the South star was provoked and they were confused? Who won?"

Beh was interrogated by the FBI.

"Sorry, if you have a question, you know the answer, right? And what did you mean to show it all for? please know it wasn't me who provoked their Southern star of war because the North star entered the Southern star region."

For the umpteenth time he smiled again even wider than before.

"I want to hear straight from your mouth, I did get that info, even a lot."

Wait what does that mean a lot? Does he know who I really am?

"...I'm interested in you and want to talk to you in person." Further.

I bengong. Mean what? Is he interested in me? Whats?

"Uh, almost forgot," he hissed over the eel, "My name, Juhim."

THE NANI? JUHIM?! My heart almost jumped in shock not knowing his name was Juhim, Deon's mysterious subordinate and now standing in front of me.

"I'm XII B class IPS."

I just grinned to respond to him.

Dead Wak, how can I meet them at a time like this, why not the day after tomorrow or next week.

"Oi bro here apparently you." A blonde-haired student appeared in our midst, his face unfamiliar in my eyes.

"Who's this?" He pointed.

"Govans." Juhim answered briefly.

"O, the new kid that's on the rise is yes." He sat next to me.

I smiled as best I could at her inversely proportional to my screaming heart asking to leave here immediately.

"I'm Ogi." He introduced himself, my spirit seemed to float when he accepted the fact that two of Deon's subordinates were in front of me.

"You are so brave, only this time you have students who fight Deon other than Andra." Ogi patted my shoulder.

There was nothing I could do but smile and nod like a woodpecker responding to their words.

My body immediately lemes fit facing them, until the school still feels weak, especially in the classroom Deon continued to look at me sharply towards me, it feels like my energy is absorbed by his eyes.

"Govan why are you?" asked one of the students of the feshion club, his hand freely touching my forehead.

"You have a fever? Your face is pale, hot again" he continued.

"No, I'm limp, I haven't eaten yet" I said, shaking his hand slowly.

"You haven't had lunch?" another sahut, touched my forehead.

"My appetite was gone for a while" I replied, shaking the student's hand slowly.

"Totally sorry."

"Switch your stomach with my brown keu." A girl ran from her desk and gave me a tapewer of decorated brownies as beautifully as possible.

"Well, want one dong," pinta another.

"Etz, can't be this for Govan he's hungry." The girl drove.

"Nob." I put a thumb.

The girl's face flushed red screaming in joy, the others were busy bringing me food for me to taste.

Here I never go hungry, just look once say hungry all bring out provisions for me.

"Hey hey what are you guys doing? Let's continue your work don't bother Govan! Remember next month we've prepared festival costumes, no time to play around!" The chairman scolds from his desk. His small body was submerged in a pile of design paper on the table.

"Well chief, Govan's sick," complained one of them.

"It hurts to go home, why did you come in? What's wrong with permission? Sana back to their respective positions," chirped the chairman.

"And you, gov. If you're not feeling well, you're going home." The chairman made a proposal.

"I can't go home if the others work hard for the festival." I approached the chairman and sat next to him, taking one by one design drawings to sort out which designs were suitable for the festival.

While chewing on the chips I judged the design, without me noticing the chairman watching me.

"Be careful of the food, the paper will get dirty" he said.

I glanced at her and offered her a piece of brownie, she pouted passively looking at me and the brownies cake in turn.

"Eat you" he refused, but not with his stomach saying otherwise.

Kruu...

Stomach rumbling. I offered him one more time, this time right in front of his mouth.

Whether my eyes were myopic or what, there was a pink tinge on the head's face as he ate the brownies in my hands.

"Fixed." I subconsciously said that when I noticed her puffed cheeks chewing on brownies.

The chairman glared at me, a single stomp at my feet managed to make me scream startling one room maybe the next as well.

What the hell are these legs? Saki really does not fit the body.

"What is this?!" ask the others.

"Don't be a tombal," he said softly barely audible in my ear.

"I'm telling you the truth" my great-grandson rubbed his feet.

"It's nothing, get back to work" the chairman ordered.

As long as I sat in that room many of the topics we talked about even brought up yesterday's events, my hoax news caused the rumors of the North Star chief.

***

At 17:35 WIB

I just came out of the room with the chairman, well just the two of us who had run away first.

I wanted to go home first, but my work sorted out the design and was almost done and there was no way that I would leave the chairman alone in this room, later kidnapped.

We walked towards the corridor, there was no interaction between us just more silence.

"GOVAN!"

I twisted my body when someone called my name, my originally flat eyes were suddenly completely literate to see who was calling me.

Juhim Wak's! Juhim! Deon's subordinate. Why is he still here?

With a big smile she ran up to me and grabbed me, the smell of sweat stinging my nose.

"Go home with yuk" he asked.

NANI?!

"I brought Lo's bike," he said cheerfully.

"Govan I go first, yes" said the chairman walked first.

Don't leave me! my heart screamed to ask him not to leave.

"Yuk, my bike home is at the south gate parking lot," he asked me to dance my neck forcibly.

I want to go home with him on a Kawasaki ninja bike.

You know what happens after, what my mind says and my mind is right, Juhim is speeding on a rather crowded street, every now and then he makes my heart almost stop beating when he does motor attractions.

This is the last time I want to ride a motorcycle with him, crazy take a motorcycle like a diabolism. Don't love what life is.