Masked Girl

Reliable Stalker

After school, Andini hurriedly left the classroom because she was impatient with her mission today. Unlike usual who waited for a quiet hallway just came home. He now walks with Rara.

Again he met with Clarissa and her friend who intended to cut off his legs but this time Andini managed to avoid.

"Tumben hastily, afraid we flush again!!"

Andini doesn't bully them. He stepped back because he had to carry out an important mission to change his life. He no longer wants to be continually degraded.

"Dam!! You dare now!!" A pull in Andini's hair made Andini stop her steps and look up to feel pain in her head due to the pull from Clarissa.

"Clarissa, freelance!!" peekik Andinis.

"Clarissa lo outrageous same Early." Rara is now voting because she feels sorry Andini continues to be bullied by Clarissa.

Clarissa took her hand off Andini's hair and is now accusing Rara. "Lo the fat one goes along with my business!"

Andini brushed off Clarissa's hand. "Never snatch Rara!!"

Clarissa is getting angry. He now pushes Andini's body hard enough that he loses his balance and almost gets knocked back.

A pair of hands managed to hold Andini's body. Their eyes clutched for a moment. Irvans...

That sight further infuriated Clarissa. He never thought about why Irvan kept helping Andini. Andini and himself are clearly far away in appearance. Like the heavens and the earth.

"Eh, thank you" Andini said as Irvan's hand was removed from her arm.

"Clarissa, you don't go too far" Irvan told Clarissa. "What you do is dangerous. I just got a reprimand, there can't be any more bullying at this school."

The words of Irvan who was caught in Andini's ears were already able to shake his chest. He never expected to be defended by someone he secretly liked.

"Attributed or something else? Why do you believe Andini? Don't tell me you like Andini!" Clarissa looked at Netra Irvan trying to find the real answer. He is very afraid of losing competitiveness with Andini who is definitely not his level.

Irvan turned her body. "Even though I don't like Andini, but I won't like you either." Then he put his foot back on.

"The pain..." Clarissa held her own chest that was painful but bloodless hearing Irvan's blatant speech.

Feeling the sharp glare from Clarissa again, Andini and Rara hurriedly stepped away before Clarissa bullied her again.

"Your attention is on Andini!!"

At the end of the hall, there was a person standing while folding his hands. He is now like a reliable stalker who continues to follow the steps of his target girl.

So Irvan is the guy you like. Surprising. High as well as his taste. Competing with the head of OSIS? I'll to be a winner.

...***...

At home, Andini immediately cleans up. After dressing neatly and slightly preening, he put his wallet in his bag and immediately ordered an ojek online.

Andini walked out of her house with a carefree smile. I hope what he does will change his life.

He waited for the online taxi driver in front of his house after putting his phone in a small bag tucked into his shoulder.

A few moments later the man wearing the green jacket stopped in front of him. "Bak Andini?"

After arriving at the destination, Andini immediately got off the motorcycle taxi driver. "Thank you, Mum."

"Yes, you're welcome."

After the ojek passed, Andini still stood for a moment on the side of the road to check her phone. But not yet taken his phone, suddenly there was someone who robbed his bag to make the rope that was only related was released.

"Hey, bag me!!!" Andini was very panicked when she saw the pickpocket running fast. "ATM, money, hp, all in that bag." Andini immediately chased the copet even though the step was less agile. "Drug!! Stop!!"

Andini bows herself. He took a breath that seemed to run out of oxygen. She started crying, all the money to connect her life was in that bag. Not to mention the cell phone. The passersby seemed to be unconcerned about his fate.

"Why?" The voice made Andini look at her.

"Sir Eza?" Andini looked at Mr. Eza in wonder, how he could meet with Mr. Eza in this place. Is it just a coincidence? "My bag is pickpocketed."

"Where's the copet?"

"To there."

Mr. Eza immediately ran in the direction Andini pointed.

Andini is worried. I hope the bag comes back. Otherwise how will he continue his life later.

He walked with fret. Wants him to catch up but he better wait for him in that place so that when Mr. Eza comes back, he doesn't look for him.

Andini sat in front of a closed shophouse. Waiting for Mr. Eza with anxious hope. Good do'a-do'a is now poured out.

"This is your bag."

Instantly Andini looked up when Mr. Eza gave his bag in front of Andini.

Andini smiled happily welcoming the bag from the outstretched hand of Mr. Eza. Then he checked the contents of his bag which was still complete. He removed the remains of his tears and Andini stood up and held Mr. Eza's right hand with both hands. "Thank you, Sir. Thank you very much. If there is no Mr. Eza, somehow the fate of my next life."

The two hands holding his right hand managed to make his chest rustle. This is what it feels like to touch someone he admires in cyberspace. More beautiful than anything.

Mr. Eza placed his left hand on Andini's and tightened his grip. "Together.."

Feeling Mr. Eza's hand as soon as Andini let go of his hand. "Eh, ma-maf..." He shifted his eyes. He is now confused to go home or continue to the salon. After the pickpocketing incident just now his mood has suddenly been out.

"Where are you going?" ask Mr. Eza who saw Andini just standing still.

"I want.. Hmmm..." Andini only bit her lower lip for a moment.

"Where? Let me take you?"

"I want to go to the salon, which is near this place. I want to cut my hair, I want a haircut. But it doesn't seem to be. I just want to go home. Once again thank you for helping me." replied Andini as much as possible. He was completely untrained in handling such awkward circumstances. Moreover, the one who was now in front of him was a teacher at his school.

What Mr. Eza believes just like that, certainly not. He now holds Andini's hand when he steps away. "You want to go to the salon? Yuk, I'm taking you. But not in this salon. Follow me!"

"Where? No need to bother, sir."

"Suppose this is a reply because I helped you."