Milky

Part. 17

The long bell rang loudly, greeted with low boisterous voices of the students in the elementary school. Bima got off the bench after almost all the students came out. With Revan, he went to the teacher and shook hands as usual.

"Eh, Bim! Why do you always kiss the teacher's hand? We've never done it all this time" asked Revan as he walked through the school.

Bima confirmed the location of his bag, his lips formed a smile even though thin. The face that could not be separated from his two legs, glanced at the glance of a friend beside him.

"Nyak said the same Babeh .. uh, sorry. My mother and father said, We should respect the teacher because he has taught us to know the letters 'A' to 'Z' ... Is that why the teacher was surprised when I kissed his hand?" bima said paused for a moment while the memory of it stuck to the surface.

Revan shrugged, "I don't know." The two did not speak to each other again until they arrived at the school gate. Bima guided the bicycle that God bought as a means of transportation to school.

"That's my dad! I'm leaving, yeah. Careful, man!" They did tos. Revan waved in the car, and Bima was still standing in place. He smiled, nodding lightly as Revan's car passed by.

There, in the car, an adult man wearing a white uniform stared deeply at Bima. His forehead is furrowed to bring together the two bases of his bushy eyebrows.

"Who is he?" Ask Revan without throwing away the view of the figure of Bima who is still sculpting.

"Who? Milky?" Revan asked in confusion.

"What's the name Bima?" Revan.

"Why, Dad? Her friend. Do you know? He helped me. .. He's a great kid!" the compliments were almost wrong.

The man glanced, a little suspicious at his son. "really? Don't cover anything from Dad, Revan?" he looked hard at the boy.

"Mmm .. yes, Dad. What I said is true. He was great for helping us clean up the class." Revan smiled trying to exterminate the father's suspicious face.

The man shook his head, before he finally turned forward. Revan dropped his head on the chair. The feeling of tightness due to the pressure of the students, still felt. He folded his lips, holding the breath he wanted to throw away violently.

His face reminds me of someone, but who? Brother Razka? Ah .. It feels impossible. Did I miss them too much, huh?

He laughed to himself, it has long felt like he did not visit the village where his brother lived. He did not think about Bima anymore.

The boy had only just run his bike after the car that Revan was riding in disappeared. Both of his legs continued to pedal the bicycle on the side of the road to his rented house.

No matter the heat, he had even felt how hot the sun was in his parking lot. Sweat pours out from the pores of the skin on his face. Seeping up to the neck, lucky Bima took off her uniform before starting to pedal the bike.

He stopped his bike suddenly when a luxury car crossed his path. Bima stared at the confused car in front of him, a narrow alley and rarely passed by the person, making Bima unable to continue to drive with a car that crossed in the middle of the road.

His narrow forehead creased, deepening as two teenagers descended. Bima shook her head, waiting for what the two teenage boys in high school uniforms wanted.

"Why are you walking the cave?!" hardiknya do not like. From the looks of the two teenagers, he knew what they were going to do.

Both of them laughed at the language used by Bima.

"Speak what are you boys? The dam! How dare you hurt my sister!" snarled one of them with a rogue face.

"Sister? Which was? Gua doesn't know your sister. Move aside! The cave's going through!" suhut Bima ketus hotel. He was preparing to pedal his bike back, but the two teenagers remained standing in his place.

"Oh .. So he's your sister! Heh .. cehemen! How dare to chat and play keryokan. You think, cave scared! But sorry, cave again males ladenin you on! Let the cave pass!" pinta Bima again still refrained from emotions.

"You! Still dare to insult me?! Goddamnit! Sis, that kid beat me up. I want Big Brother to teach him a lesson so that he no longer dares to fight me in school," he said with his index finger pointed at Bima.

The gazes of the two teenagers darkened as if they wanted to devour the small body of Bima. However, the child in front of them did not budge in the least let alone run away.

The two teenagers approached Bima, one of whom pulled Bima down from the bike, while the other kicked the bike to hit a tree.

"Cave bike!" Bima's eyes glazed, it's not easy to buy it. The gods had to set aside money to buy him a bicycle, and those people dared to ruin it.

"Getaway cave!" Bima rebelled, writhing vigorously. He who has been ignited by the flames of anger can no longer hold himself back. Bima raised the body of the teenager who blocked him, slammed him until he thumped hard.

"Damn you on! The cave bike is broken. Trouble Babeh cave buyin'tu bike, as if you're broken!" Bima's voice changed, raucous because of the tightness of his chest cavity.

The mouth of the complaining boy gaped in disbelief at how Bima easily slammed the body of someone bigger than him. He walked closer to the other teenager who was still acting haughty despite several times being caught gulping.

No doubt, Bima threw a punch even though it could be evasive, Bima did not give up. Again and again it was as if the energy he had was infinite.

Bugh!

Brak!

Bam!

The teenager's body was also slammed rolling on a paved road. Bima did not step back, kept approaching. He stepped on his hand, those little eyes were bright red.

"Replace the damage to the cave bike! Lu kudu pay for it! Otherwise, the cave is a bone that has dared to throw a cave bike!" Bima pressed his feet, screams of pain echoed roar.

The boy who was complaining was frightened, rushing into the car shivering his body.

"Mother! Mama! Help me!" he said over and over again with a body trembling violently.

"Take this! You can fix your bike, but let me go. I'll let you go home. Please, release!" he asked with a sigh of consternation and restraint.

Bima crouched down, taking the money the teenager gave her before removing her foot from stepping on the hand. He threatened through the glare of his eyes before turning to approach his slightly dented bicycle.

Bima lifted his bike, then paddled leaving those who were still shrouded in fear as well as in disbelief.

"Loser!" his lips were faintly heard in their ears. Bima raised her middle finger, without flipping over the body.

"Damn! That boy .. Maybe he's the reincarnation of someone great or he's an adult trapped inside a child's body." Grumbling while trying to stand up.

He looked at the boy who was still shivering in fear in the car.

"Why don't you say he's good at martial arts." He was angry because this was the first time a boy had been defeated. The boy shivered with fear.