High School Autobiography (Hero Generation)
CHAPTER 26: THE BEGINNING IS THE BEGINNING OF THE TRAP. (Part 2)
“Nih try to read this section,” Anka index finger swiped the phone screen and showed me a message that astonished me.
The message is as follows: “Azopa, it is time I appeared, the world should also know, that bullying must indeed be stopped, and to start it, let's see Wisty being sacrificed.”
The message was received three days before Wisty's abuse took place, meaning the perpetrator had planned it all.
The second message as follows: “See Azopa, Wisty harassed? Didn't you heat up? Or should I show you about Laisa's husband who is the next victim?”
The message was received exactly on the date and day when Wisty was harassed! More than that, there was a third threat Azopa received.
The message is as follows: “See Azopa, Laisa's husband is already a victim, and it seems, Ovy will be the next victim.”
It was the last message received, and according to the time stated, this Friday Azopa got terror, exactly at 06:00 this morning.
“I had sent a message to the perpetrator, asked his identity, as well as asking his purpose, and after spending a long time, all I managed to receive was the purpose he did it, that is, he did it for the sake of revenge, because his old Junior High friend was killed in-bully, and all we experience is the actions experienced by the friend of the perpetrator, the reason is simple, and everything we experience is a, he wants us to feel pain like his friend,” Azopa said as she took her phone back from my hand.
Hearing her confession, it clearly made my mind raise a lot of questions.
“Wait a minute,” I tried to think about finding the core of this conversation.
Now Azopa and I stand facing each other, leaving a distance of about three feet.
“The question is, who did all this? And why is this getting more complicated?” my lament.
Azopa was silent in thought.
“AARRGGGGGHHHHHHHH...” I suddenly shouted by walking to the middle of the room to the point that my voice was somewhat echoing, in addition I grabbed my hair with both hands.
I do it to vent all my emotions that are depressed by problems that feel bigger, of course my soul is struggling, reluctant to accept this trivial problem.
“Chairman, you have to help me to catch the culprit,” pinta Azopa seriously.
So I took my hand out of my beige hair, stood on Azopa's back, hoping Azopa would understand that I didn't like this.
“WHO'S PEOPLE? WHY DON'T WE ASK THE POLICE FOR HELP? WHY DID YOU JUST TELL ME NOW?” my sergeant, he hates important secrets that are just being revealed now.
“Among these High School students, yes, the culprit is one among the students. I can't call the police, I want to make the perpetrator aware of the way we touched his psyche, awakened him with empathy, and sorry, I'm just talking now, because, this terror is just frontal now."
A confession that actually made my anger emotional turmoil stand out, of course I was angry, in addition to his confession that I thought was too late, that means, as the class president I was not appreciated.
”No! I do not want to be involved in this matter ...,“ I concluded without further negotiation.
”What? But the class president,“ interrupted Azopa by approaching me.
I then stepped into the hallway, intending to leave.
”... I want to change schools only.“ I scowl.
But suddenly my right hand was pulled by Azopa's hand, as a result of which I stopped stepping even to turn my body towards Azopa.
”Hear first class president!“ azopa Sentak.
So now I stand in front of the hallway, standing looking at Azopa with annoyance, annoyed that in fact, my school is now even bringing calamity, plus the new Azopa tells this terror. We faced each other in three corners until our eyes had to be rubbed against each other.
”Why until now the chairman does not understand also?“ sindir Azopa who still do not understand the direction of the question.
”WHAT IS HA? DURING MY TIME AT THIS STUPID SCHOOL, EVENTS BEYOND LOGIC TOOK MY LIFE!“ I jolted Azopa a sign that my soul was really depressed.
”EVEN YOU ALL ALWAYS REFUTE MY ORDERS! NO ONE WILL OBEY MY ORDERS! DURING MY TIME AT THIS SCHOOL I FELT UNAPPRECIATED!“ I put all my junk out on Azopa.
”Ta-no one appreciates me as class president,“ and thanks to that sentence, my heart began to be filled, quite ironic to realize my life now feels to have a lot of problems.
I felt how ironic my life was now. And in my nest, a few seconds of silence surrounded us.
”We appreciate the title of class president you care about, yes, we really respect you as our class president, but the problem is, the chairman is selfish, the chairman demands perfection, the president demands perfection, if only one child comments on your decision, you will assume that we do not respect you, you should think, that in this world not all can agree with You, You are, a small debate is natural, chief, do not consider it as insubordination. Once again I reiterate, the chairman demands perfection,“ bela Azopa.
“Yes already, whatever, I want to change schools, you're the head of the class, I'd better school at home,”.
I stepped in the hallway, and this time Azopa was no longer in my way, it seemed like she was giving up on my attitude.
Until I get outside the library, and continue to step towards the school gate, I will go straight home, no longer willing to go to school, lazy and useless as well. But my friends had been crowding in front of the class, all eyes were now on me.
My breathing rose and fell impulsively, the outpouring of the strange confessions of Azopa, I was completely inexhaustible, how stupid and crazy my school was, he said, and I hope there's no school as beautiful as this in any world, just this school is crazy enough.
“Eh, class president,” Wisty greeted me with a smile and she stood beside my bike.
“Soide the madman!” I jolted with Wisty's right shoulder.
Reachable other than Wisty who stepped aside with a push, my friends immediately put on a serious face.
“Eh, chief why?” wonder Nuita.
“You why?” tell some other girls.
I rode my bike, I did put on an upset face, and it felt like I wanted to burn this school down. Yes, a strange school without an OSIS, or a picket schedule, especially the existence of a strange teacher, who instead told to make an autobiography, instead of as a school breakup, instead pretended as his research, instead, the stupid incentive is, all my crazy friends.
“I don't know what to do, but chief why call me crazy?” wisty asked innocently while scratching his shoulder and he seemed to be in a heartache.
Wisty stood to my left and her face was instantly haggard, so I turned half my body to her.
“He! So that chick don't cry!” I jerked Wisty until she frowned.
Then I looked one by one at my friends, and in annoyance I said:
“He! You're all here educated to be crazy! This school of ours is a school for forming lunatics!”
So obviously, all my friends were shunned.
“What do you mean ha?” ask Stovi who is standing on the school terrace.
“Why the class leader?”
“Ya why the hell?”
“Why?”
All my friends started to wonder. They don't seem to have expected my present fiil.
But stupid with that, I was gonna start scratching my bike, but just got my foot on the bike pedal, a squinty-eyed kid fighting me with his hands braided, Anka stood right in front of me until one inch was the rest of the distance from the front tire of the bike with the legs of Anka.
“Wait a minute, why are you?” tanya Anka investigated.
“I'M SICK OF ALL THIS! ALL OF OUR FRIENDS ARE CRAZY! THIS SCHOOL IS CRAZY TOO! I'M SICK OF IT!” I snapped as hard as I could, if the world needed to realize the sound of my voice, more than that, the world should know, that out of the millions of schools in this realm, there are schools whose students and teachers are all crazy, he said, yes SMA Lily Kasih.
Both of Anka's hands were lowered again, she was pensive.
“Chairman of class,” some of my friends began to regret my ambiguous attitude.
“I don't know what to do.” Wisty bowed contemplating and her face was haggard.
My friends never appreciated me as class president, it has all been proven today, that for a matter of terror as important as this alone should be covered, and I suspect, that, they might be hiding something from me.
However, I did not want to add to the burden of my mind, so, without much ado I went pedal my bike, passing to the right of Anka, passing by leaving my friends. No one tried to intercept me, they have resigned my defiance, however, I do not like it if the orders are unclear. Today, I was really going to be free, I looked at the open school gate, but before that, I heard Anka nagging at Azopa, even my friends were heard complaining to Azopa.
“Azopa, what were you guys talking about?”
“Ya Azopa, what were you talking about?”
They apparently did not know the topic of my conversation with Azopa. It's just that, thanks to my distance that was getting away from them, their words became saru. And the bonus I spit on the school gate, a sign of how disgusted I am to go to school here, maybe I even have a phobia of going to school.
“Hopefully destroyed this school!” aspatku.
'KRING-KRING'.
I finally left school, walked to my house, now I no longer need to face such a complicated problem, completely free. One important thing, two police cars were parked in the school parking lot. Maybe this case will get hotter, but fuck it, because today too, I am free.
