Laboratory - Red

Chapter 43 Maria Aggy

Two days I've been staying at Erina's house, better. Erina looked at me, reminded me of eating, bathing, and what it was. It's like my own mother.

Conflict with Amar continues to be a major problem for now, as if blocking all my quiet life.

Is correct. I'm starting to calm down. Erina concocted an antidote for my unbearable killing intent. Makes my steps feel light. So I feel like everything is better. But except one. Amar´s.

Holy hooch! Honestly, I'm tired of that bitch's attitude. Just because of an official's son? Really too. All the teachers, everyone, all seemed to be protecting such a species. It is like an endangered animal.

I held her back, I guess there was also no other choice but to talk about this with Erina. It's kind of hard. But Miss Disa, my guardian seems disappointed. Then even more so if I don't give the student's guardian a certificate of summons.

"Well, I got this recipe from Catrina anyway?" Erina was busy trying rib soup, sipping then always feeling something was lacking.

I smiled bitterly, with a blank look.

"Hmm, I think that's enough. Nah. The soup is ready!" Erina eagerly prepared dinner, serving a bowl of rib soup in front of me. The smoke billowed, stirring up appetite. I always love all food when it comes to eating with a kind person.

I began to appreciate, say whatever makes the other person happy. Come on, I've been 'passenger' living with Erina, and eating for free anyway. After all, the rib soup is delicious, not least. Even if it is salty, spicy, or sweet, everything is mixed perfectly.

"How was school today? Was fun? I'm sorry I was too busy with work. I'm overseeing the construction of the project for the practicum later." Erina restyled her sitting position, ready to sip soup.

I'm a little overwhelmed. A school? Ah, everything is so bad. Even today is also one of the worst days in the school environment. I swallowed spit. Looks like I have to tell you everything. From A to Z. All! Without exception. Even about Emmi suck it.

"And, yeah. My work project will be completed soon. The officers are adept at designing practicum rooms to be safe, comfortable, and pleasing to the eye. I don't think it's too hard to get some employees at the beginning." Erina added, still with sparkling eyes. Occasionally fix a child's hair on the forehead.

"Is your school bad? You're okay, aren't you?" He added after finding me who was silent for quite a long time. Well, how's this? Holy hooch! Why is everything runnyam?

"Anu.." My lips are stiff. But I don't want to have to. Come on...!

"Yes? You want to tell me something, don't you?"

I nodded slowly. Look at his eyes slowly.

"I really hate myself, brother. I hate everything, even fate. Any luck? I don't know. Never been with me." I started with a sedu sedan.

Erina looked at me concerned, but did not interrupt, instead paying close attention and a sincere smile floating.

"Marchly Marcues! Yep. Why do I hate him? Because he created me like this. Made me his guinea pig. Extremely cruel! Isn't life unfair? I just want to live a normal life like any other girl. That'sallthatis. Nothing more."

"But before I understood what had happened to me, it was a pity that I had gone off the mark, doing something inhumane. Isn't that also Marcues' fault?"

I exhaled. Now it's time I tell you. No matter how Erina responds.

"Do you believe me, brother, if I say that I am a murderous girl? Which traces of it haven't been smelled at all by humans?" I shiver my lips. It's difficult.

Look at! Now Erina's face folded, looking at me. It didn't seem like I was going to comment yet, so I continued.

"I don't know, and I don't remember anything before. I felt cornered and I finished off my classmates. I dumped his body in the garbage can, left it to rot until someone found the horrible sight. But after that terrible incident, I don't know why my body shook so hard. My breath was like after a marathon. And I'm so scared."

Non-rigid. The dining table was silent. The sound of the tablespoon is gone with the glass bowl. Leaving only the sound of insects creaking from outside the house, as well as the gusts of wind that hit my face.

"I really don't know what happened to me, brother! I hate myself. I hate Marcues. Why don't I just die? Why?!" I clutched my hair, bowed deeply. "It's so cruel, isn't it? I know I'm not being human."

"No, Aggy. I really know all those symptoms. I knew before you realized it independently. I learned it myself, looking for a way to heal and become the ordinary girl you dream of."

"really?" I looked surprised. Those eyes, those eyes were black and beautiful, piercing my heart deeply as if giving a glimmer of hope.

"If you were a normal girl, maybe I wouldn't have come this far to take you. Not because of anything, but Catrina is already in love with you. Then ask me to make you like my own sister. Honey I think I'm falling in love with you too." Erina touched my fingertips, smiling.

Sumringah. Isn't this a good sign? The one who gladly accepted me despite knowing how horrible and disgusting I was.

"I promise to always take care of you. I knew danger would come. Believe this. Miss Neny's death is not the end of all. We're going to meet something new, and I'm sure of it.

"Oh, yeah. I'm sure this isn't the main topic you want to tell me. I'm sure there must be something else. Isn't it about your school?" Erina probing. True too, I admire the way he reads the interlocutor's thoughts.

"I was out of class for two days. And I forgot, my classmates caused a conflict between us. My homeroom teacher asked me to call his student guardian." I'm explaining.

"Ah, so. Maybe I can help by communicating well with your teacher."

***

Morning, 6am. Erina was already screaming asking me to take a quick shower, not forgetting to remind me with a toothbrush or something. The smell of warm cooking was already smelled from my room.

With a sinking bag I grabbed the towel, entered through the door of the bathroom gap that was originally opened a little.

I just sat down to fix the position in the kitchen chair, started eating his cooking.

"Dial with the school. So you're not leaving the project?" I started to ask, sipping warm milk.

"At least one day I don't watch the workers. And it's not every day, is your teacher giving you a certificate like that?"

I just nodded, continued to eat breakfast.

***

Car docked in front yard. The goddamn security guard gave us a hand-drawn clue, hinting at the parking position of the car.

Erina and I went down almost simultaneously, staring at the school grounds with reverence. Unfortunately we became a spectacle, making the students docked curious. Oh my God, these people become curious, like they never see a human.

I led Erina into the student guidance room, looked at Miss Disa, Amar the goddamn brat, the student guidance teacher, and hey! Men of Indo-European stature are also here.

"Excuse me..." Erina said quietly, permission to sit on the bench. While I just follow, then fix the position sitting next to him.

Actually I'm a little surprised. Yep. The culprit of this problem is indeed Amar, and my senior is just helping, or maybe also rebuking Amar speech that is beyond reasonable limits. Come on, who wouldn't be upset if you called a killer kid? And everyone never talked to me about that either.

He just sat silently for now, his face crimson, staring coldly at Miss Disa. His ears were long, and his stature was indeed high. Well. Probably above the average of a native.

At first glance he looked at me, making me stupefied. His gaze was cold, like it was completely piercing and controlling.

"I've asked you to come with your parents, Steyf! Where's them?" Miss Disa snapped. Intonation increases. Erina and I just quietly watched the Indo-European man.

Enough to make him look at me, then look at Erina. Honestly, he is a bit strange, acting pretentious but in fact also brutal. The whole room was fixed on him. The student guidance room was silent for a moment.

"If you want, just dig up the tomb." He looks very angry. The proof was that his breathing was irregular, looking at Ms. Disa cynically.

The whole room was filled with shock. Miss Disa can't say anything. Even Amar, silent was silent with his shock.

"Then listen carefully, Steyf. As a senior you're quite arrogant, what's the reason you got Amar battered like that?"

Miss Disa glanced at a bit concerned now.re-questioning. And the Indo-Erop man answered without a single gap of silence.

"Well what to do when you.." she pointed at Miss Disa with my long index finger.

"....Tied up as a real killer kid you don't know who your parents are."

Waited for a moment. The mood became uncomfortable. I-i know. I was able to draw a quick conclusion, that: none other than he did not have a good background. Or very bad.

"Don't be too rash, Steyf... You have made 2 mistakes. If you go 1 more time to make something similar we will not hesitate to get you out." Miss Disa stopped her daydream which seemed to be busy looking at me.

"Just get me out, then it'll be very quiet my life. My money will never run out, my house is everywhere. I'm pretty smart as a student. Even the outside world accepts me more fairly."

Heyy?! For now Erina and I are really shocked by her statement. Dear God, forget about his manners and attitude that is like trash. That's not the problem. But courage. It was fantastic, daring to say such a thing in front of the teacher, in front of me, Amar, even Erina as my guardian.

"It's not a problem whether you'll get out or not. I just won't justify anything wrong. I hate violence." Amar spoke up. This conversation will be too dramatic. I'm so sorry to hear that. I think my ears are numb.

I was just looking. Erina also repeatedly stroked my back. Silence is probably the best thing for now.

But there is something strange. Have you ever thought about meeting someone you yourself never met. It was as if there was a pull between our souls, something visible, yet it seemed to be connected to the background and the past. Then I feel it now. Especially with the mysterious Indo-European man.

"Sorry Madam. We can talk to each other a few minutes ahead. Forgive us also for the carelessness of our students," the student guidance teacher mediated. His face was really panicked. Never mind that he's an error.

"... Especially yourself. Amar´s. I recognize you more than my junior. It was like a sister who always followed her sister. Look at you all right. As a cowardly man, your madness is not important. Like you to Emmi? Even you gave up your house in the rubble because of the family of that beautiful and graceful boy? Until willing not to cry you find all your valuables destroyed? Beautiful girl really until no matter how hurt your parents. Rightly so? The eviction of your home is you think of as a romantic tale of your first encounter with a girl like her? I know better than you, Amar. Know better than a brother. Know more than the old man. Know better than Marcues."

The man spoke again, confident in his face. Once a moment of that face for now, but not separated with mysteriousness and piercing gaze.

"I beat you trying to wake you up to the blindness of the world. Trying to remind you of your abandoned sister in a rundown house. And your mother desperately lives your family that is no longer whole and perfect. Not even that makes you aware. You call me a murderous child? You're even more of a murderer, Amar."

Amar cried out stifled, wide-eyed looking at us all in turn. I can see clearly, his body shaking violently.

Likewise with Miss Disa and the student guidance teacher, staring at the wonder full of hanging questions.

"W-what?" Rigid lips. No. gabe. The problem does not lie in whether the news is true. But how could he conclude it? Is he serious? Or lying? I don't know.

"That's lying! W-how can you do this to me, huh? After you hit me? After I bleed?" Amar stood up to look at the man.