HAPPY IS LIGHT

Prison of Love

Hanna waited anxiously for the figure of her close friend who did not also pop out from behind the door leaf class XII Social. The young man two years older who always accompanies Hanna every step to go and go home to school.

Hanna gasped as an energetic clap landed on both of her shoulders. Hanna jumped up and turned her body. Looks a young man dressed in a white suit with a top resembling a kimono. There's an obi twisting his waist. The figure who just swapped his school suit with karate typical clothes in the men's toilet.

Hanna pressed her chest soaring in panic.

The young man laughed. "Why stand in front of a class of people?"

Hanna's lips pursed. "I'm waiting for you, Eagle!"

Eagle rubs fast Hanna's long hair. "I told you to wait in the yard. I have karate practice there."

Hanna drives away the ignorant fingers of the Eagle.

The eagle grabbed Hanna's five right fingers to step with her. "What can I do. We'll just go to the schoolyard together."

Hanna's lips are twitching. His head nodded slightly before matching the steps of the eagle.

They chattered lightly and threw jokes at each other all the way across the grass. Until the swing of their limbs restrained when arriving at the destination. Dozens of karateka seemed to crowd the schoolyard with their proud clothes. The eagle asked Hanna to wait at the edge of the courtyard while guarding the Eagle's school equipment.

The eagle pulls tightly to the end of the Obi which feels loose. "Waiting two hours is okay, right?"

Hanna smiled calmly. "Normally so since we were in elementary school. Whatever the afternoon, I'm always waiting."

Eagle nodded. Her ignorant hand rattled Hanna's long braided hair. They're pure thick buddies from kindergarten. Although they are two years different, they are more familiar than peers. Early to witness their closeness, the public will assume that they are enjoying the intimacy of a pair of fiancees. But the longer they realize that the affection of both is like family.

A pair of oceanic irises from a distance did not depart from the two who were sharing laughter. A bit of annoyance creeped in the mind of the owner of the blue eyes.

The blue steps swung without being ordered. Eroding distance with purpose. Until the all-white young man in black dust closed his steps next to the brown belt.

The eagle turned to the aura that suddenly felt nearby. His head gave a special greeting of karateka.

"Sensei," said.

The blue iris youth replied softly.

Hanna followed the Eagle's line of sight. His parasite turned from the Eagle towards a new aura that felt familiar.

Hanna's eyes were puffed up and her mouth was gaping. His body just shook and swallowed dry. Her retina caught the shadow of a blue-sliced blonde youth folding his arms.

"Sen ... sensei?"

"Since when? Isn't he one level below the Eagle?"

The blonde frowned annoyed at hearing someone doubting her.

The little smiling eagle. "One level is for academics, Hanna. If in karate he's the main coach since Prada started school here replacing the previous coach."

Hanna was stunned in disbelief. "So a foreigner who doesn't speak the same language...."

Hanna's mouth was silenced by Prada's wide palm. "Sister Eagle, please set the line!"

Despite being half flabbergasted by the unusual closeness between Hanna and the young sensei, the Eagle still nodded to Prada's orders and passed towards the courtyard.

Hanna presses Prada's body backwards. "What did Brother Prada do?"

Prada attached the tip of her index finger to her lips. Hard cues for Hanna. But Hanna was unable to grasp the meaning of the Prada movement.

Prada squinting. His face resembles that of a police investigator. "You're dating an Eagle?"

Hanna held back a smile. "Why? Brother Prada is jealous?"

Prada bulging. "Make what? I just love Shara the school prima donna" he said proudly.

Hanna folded her arms. "Alright, Brother! Stop theatricalizing. Don't tell lies just to cover their relationship."

Paras Prada started to panic. "You mean?"

"Kak Sans is the only son of a famous family in this country. It is impossible to be free to do according to self-will. Kak Prada's job in addition to maintaining his safety is also to maintain his privacy. Including hiding the relationship of Kak Sans and Kak Shara!"

Sweat drenched the Prada temple. "That's your essay."

"Poorly or not if I tell someone it must be...."

Prada decapitated Hanna's sentence which was not yet intact. "What do you want?"

Hanna's adorable round eyes fall on Prada's blue iris. Paras was undaunted with confidence. "So Kak Prada's lover," he replied.

"WHATAAAAAAAA?"

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