Magical Adventure Book

[Chapter 2-2] The Curse of Book Lice

Fix it! no doubt about it. Wanara is really sick.

We had been friends since childhood - from before entering kindergarten instead - and only this time I saw, that middle straight-haired guy, being able to so diligently read a thick book.

So serious to read, even he missed our favorite "The Running Dad" movie. In fact, last month, he bought a wireless headset, in order to be able to watch a movie late that night without being caught.

The absurdity is still added to it, with events in the last hour. Not sure what got into him, Wanara suddenly kicked the table saying, "What the hell is this!?" with a loud voice.

One class was shocked. I was half sleepy, almost falling out of my chair. Maddy, who was cool explaining the lesson, rushed to the back of the class with a frowning face. To where I and Wanara are.

Lucky her. Instead of getting angry, it even gets praise from the killer teacher.

"Oh ..really? That's a good change. Maintain, Son. But now is the time to learn. You save the book first, and keep reading it later, after class, yeah." So said Maddy, when Wanara said the reason to shout, caused carried away the story in the book.

So curious. What is the book called Alkisah Red Scaly Dragon Pomegranate?

Yes, all day I was more ignored by Wanara. Honestly, I feel like a different person. Thought to be; is it possible that the book has magic power, which will expose its owner to curses. A curse that turns a person into a nerd.

"So, what exactly is the book's secret?" I asked as we walked down the crowded hallway by the students. At school, of course.

"It would be hard if I explained it here right now. Anyway, maybe you won't believe."

I stared at the mature brown-skinned man with a frown. Not understanding the meaning of his words. Hey, it's just a book, right. As long as you know, I read more books that only contain writing than him!

What's so special? How cool is the story of the book you keep on topping? I swear, the more curious I am. Thinking of seizing it, if Wanara would not lend it again. Like in the cafeteria.

I complained before I had time to ask Wanara to lend me the red book, because suddenly there was a sharp object about the head-close of the cola-bottle that made me stop continuing the intention.

"Hey, Fatty!" Leaning against the beige wall, Rico flanked by his two friends, moving his hands across the neck. The gushing motion, which meant that in the near future, he would sniff at me mercilessly.

Die me! This must have been the case this morning.

The bottle of drink was back. But this time it drifted towards its owner. Regarding the wall, without touching Rico who had first dodged.

"Don't you dare bother my friend!" Wanara took a step forward while pointing at Rico, who had a body taller and bigger than him.

The vow! Really sick that kid. Where did he get the courage to challenge Rico, try?

Well, even though Wanara was never bullied by the school thugs, but only this time did he dare to go forward frontally against her. Though usually only glared when I was sobbed, so that the horde did not continue the action.

"Or what, huh? Complain to your uncle?" Rico comes forward to accept Wanara's challenge.

Because of the incident, the children clustered in a circle. For the sake of witnessing a rare event, that would probably be the subject of conversation for a few days.

I'm stuck in the middle of all this. I don't know what to do. To be sure, I couldn't help Wanara if there was a fight. Besides because I love peace, there is no way that I can win against those who are athletic.

"Don't think I'd be scared. I've faced something more terrifying than you!" wanara Bengkus.

"Oh yeah? Over where? In the game you're playing?" Riley laughed at the end of his speech.

Without saying anything more, Wanara pushed Rico's chest with both hands. The blond guy almost fell back.

"Stop, or I'll report you all!" Sound from behind the crowd.

Rico who was about to take a swing to crashing, stopped his intention, because he heard the familiar voice. Who else if not my angel.

Fiona broke through the crowd circle. Staring fiercely Wanara and Rico who were still in a clenched hand position. Ready to blow.

"You guys want to disperse peacefully now, or I take note of all this, and give it to the principal!?"

The low-spirited cheers disappointed the spectators, who failed to witness the fight scene in person. Not including me, who just breathed a sigh of relief.

"Come, Dude!" Wanara patted me on the shoulder, then we continued the delayed journey. This time, many gazes were directed at Wanara. Either amazed or reproached. I don't know.

A few steps away from the double door of the school building, I began to tingle to ask. There are a lot of real questions I want to ask my friend.

"Hey, why did you even challenge Rico? You could've beaten him up. Unlike your usual self," I asked, as soon as we had passed the exit.

"People like him will not stop doing anything if they have not been taught a lesson. After all, what to fear from fighting with your bare hands? It won't hurt more than a sword, right" Wanara said without turning his head. Convincingly.

In response to my words, he turned his head while pulling his lips. Smiling silly, as if underestimating me who knows nothing. The insolent!

"Don't just be a sword. Even more attacks than that I've felt it many times."

Really slide this kid's brain. From where, and when did he get a sword? We met yesterday on his birthday.

"Seriously! You must have been exposed to eighth-grade chuunibyou-syndrome that made the sufferer fantasize excessively."

"As I said, you ...."

Wanara's words stopped, because there was someone calling him from behind. The voice of the angel, who unfortunately only mentioned the name Wanara. Why not all of me!?

"Why, Fi?"

"What's wrong with you? You don't usually look for a storm like that."

"Wuoh .. you need to take notes. Rico first started looking for trouble with Zack."

Our eyes pounded. Fiona looked at me sharply. Maybe ask about the truth of Wanara's words.

Yeah, correct. He immediately nodded as soon as I nodded. For some reason, the braided angel always did not want to linger looking at me. Is it possible because my good looks are too much for him?

"As you are. Anyway, don't make a fuss at school. I'll get the gum."

"Alright, honorable student council chief." Wanara lowered her body. Gave a respect like in a royal movie.

"Not much drama!" Fiona took something from her backpack. "I ask you for help. Give this notebook to Runa. There's a grid for tomorrow's test in science class. He didn't come in because he had a fever."

"Oh, okay if ...."

Not finished my talk out, while welcoming a book from Fiona, Wanara just interrupted.

"Why aren't you alone? Your house is close together!"

"Hey! I won't ask you if I can do it alone. I still have to attend the student council meeting, and after that I have to go to Aunt Anne's store to pick up my mom's order. I'm afraid I won't be able to drive it myself."

"Listen to that, buddy. There's no harm in helping." I smile at Fiona. Again he nodded.

"Oi! Who the hell are you, Zack!?" bentak Wanara's.

"There's no harm in helping. Are you lazy to go there because of Yugo? Or because of Runa ...."

"I beat you up while you're still talking!"

Wanara lifted his thick book which had been lined up earlier. I use it to hit me. But, not yet had his hand moved, my bidadar had first snatched the red-coated book from his hand.

"Basic barbarian! The book was to be read, instead of used as a hitter!" Fiona opened a few pages of the book she had snatched from Wanara, and tracked it down for a while. "Whose book is this? You don't usually carry a book like this."

"Punyaku. Who else is it?"

In a moment, Fiona returned to scout the book. I saw his forehead wrinkled as he opened the start page.

"And you wrote it?"

The book in her thin hands was pushed towards us. It was written on the very first page; "Created by Wanara."

I gawk. Between not believing and trying to digest the strange facts. Wanara who did not even want to read a book at all, even made writing in a book as thick as that?

Even stranger, when I turned my head, I found the boy also looking at me.

What does it mean try? If he wrote it, why doesn't he know? Was it possible that last night he skipped, and wrote the book to the end in his sleep?

"It's none of your business!" Wanara snatches the book from Fiona's hands. "Come on, Kord, we're home!" he said while stepping away. It made me wonder at his behavior.

Who the hell is that Kord, God damn it!