J A S E N -

J A S E N -
Chapter 19



"No papa nyeker, the important thing is to run," he said while removing the damn high heels attached to his feet.


"Don't run again, woy!" shouted the two thugs who turned out to be quite close to Regita.


"Huaa ... Mami, Papi, please Gitaaaa!" pekik Regita back running while carrying his high heels.


Regita ran as hard as she could, going nowhere. The important thing is to run, the important thing is to survive the pursuit of the two thugs. It doesn't matter if he's shady and his hair is messy like crazy.


Regita looked around, quiet and out of nowhere. "Well Sunday night, anyway? Not on what apples? No fun, no one can be asked for help" muttered Regita.


With his running speed beginning to slacken, suddenly someone pulled his hand.


"Aaa .. hmptttt," Regita's screeches to a halt as the man smothers his mouth.


A bloke. He pulls Regita into a dark alley, the thug can't possibly see. However, in that darkness, Regita could see the manic eye of the boy. The two of them stared at each other while feeling the breath clashing. Regita leaned against the wall and the guy was right in front of her. His hands smothered Regita's mouth. His breath felt on Regita's forehead, warm.


Regita pushed the boy's body away from him.


"Hust, diem!" whispered the guy. He exited the alley and checked on the road that Regita had been on.


"Same?" ask Regita with a big breath.


The guy gave me two thumbs. "Safe!"


Then the atmosphere became awkward, the two of them were both silent. Regita and the guy came out of the alley, walking casually down the street, alone.


"Blogo ... Regita Queenelyn Agrakari, right?" ask the guy while looking at Regita's face.


Regita stopped her steps. "SMA Pancasila, huh?" Regita asked back.


The guy nodded.


"Pantesanin I know, I'm a pretty famous girl in school," said Regita with the pedenya. "But I don't know you" he continued.


The man held out his right hand. "Gue Landan Abieza, class XII IPS 1," Landan introduced himself.


Regita brushed off Landan's hand. "Gue don't talk to acquaintances, yes."


"The most******* the world once also know .. if you've contacted me, indirectly."


"Hm yeah-huh. But you're really a Pancasila High School kid? I don't know you, yes" Regita hesitated by Landan's words.


"Yes, you don't know me, your job is just naughty, truant, make a troublemaker!" landan.


Regita kicked Landan's shins until the guy had a squat reflex rubbing the kick marks.


"That's a big bar, lo!"


***


Jasen got off his bike, he ran quickly into the main base. The headquarters are already crowded. Most of them surrounded the battered Sendra.


Although Jasen is typical of cold and indifferent people, he can turn to worry when any of his members are injured. Because he feels all members are his responsibility as chairman.


Jasen looked at Sendra closely. Her lower lips and temples were torn, her jaw and cheekbones turned blue, plus injuries to her body.


"Gue ain't pa-pa, Sen." Sendra rolled up the sleeves of his long shirt, revealing a blue-blue on the upper arm.


"Not hyperbole, Sen. Sendra has nine lives like a cat" Galang said.


Revon shouts Galang's head. "Diem lo, Lang! Temen again battered so, even joking."


Galang raised his hand, showing his index and middle fingers. "Peace."


"Who did this, Ndra?" jasen asked while sitting next to Sendra.


"Consider" replied Sendra without lying.


Jasen rounded his eyes, shocked. So too with the others. Apparently Sendra had not been able to tell anything.


"Wow! Terejoed brother!" pekik Galang with his lebaynya.


"Chairman Alexus?" ask Pradit.


"Can you attack lo?" ask Gibran.


Sendra took a deep breath, then exhaled slowly. He began to tell stories in detail from the beginning until finally battered.


"His brother Luisa's?" ask Revon.


"Yes, I also just found out" replied Sendra.


"Gue also just found out" said Galang, Revon, Pradit, and Gibran compact.


Mmmm .. brmm.


Prangs!


Prangs!


There was a commotion outside the headquarters. The windows were stoned until they broke into sharp pieces of glass.


"Boss, what's outside?" asked Evan, one of the members in a panic.


"Base under attack!" pradit.


"Don't the ale-ale gang?" said Galang guessed.


"Alexus!" Revon.