Moon & Stars (Revised)

Section 52. Special from Other Victims

“How are you doing now?”

That night, after dinner at the Irawan residence. After the silence struck them during the dinner, the gripping atmosphere melted as soon as the head of the family opened his voice.

Two gazes at once intimidated the Moon as if asking for an answer from her. The girl gulped down a nervous saliva, directly chugging down a glass of water in a glass to dispel the taste. He didn't know what to answer because what really happened he wasn't sick. When did he get sick? The moon doesn't remember that.

The thing that makes him continue to wonder since the house people continue to question his condition. Even her classmate Renata said she didn't go to school because she was sick.

“U-Udah improved, Pa,” said he had to lie. He couldn't tell the truth or Irawan would scold him. It was better for him to follow this storyline which made his head dizzy.

“Thank God, darling.”

The moon glanced at the mother. A shady smile of the Moon can be on the woman's face. Instantly making those cautious hearts slowly calm down. Yes, it was not Irawan who responded to his words just now, but Mila.

“Still, Ma.” The moon mumbled slowly.

It was silent for a moment before the moon moved from its seat.

“Ma, B. Month to room first, yes,” say goodbye to the girl.

Nodded by Mila, while Irawan just put on a flat face as usual. The moon breathed tired when accidentally their eyeballs collided.

Then the girl passed by leaving her parents who were still at home sitting at the dinner table. The moon ran a little while climbing the stairs. The sound of footsteps resounded loudly in that magnificent room.

His steps stopped right at the last step of the stairs when he heard the father's scream from downstairs.

“Month, the medicine do not forget to drink. Papa look at your condition has not fully recovered!”

The corner of the girl's lips slowly curved upwards. He turned around right as he formed a wide smile. “Iya, Pa,” is cheerful from before.

After a long time the Moon did not hear those words from the lips of the father, but it was special for tonight. The moon continued its steps into the room with a flowery heart.

***

“So, what's your next target? Succeed?”

The ceramic cup he had just downed was placed back on the table. Two cups of hot chocolate are arranged on the cafe table. Very suitable accompanied as a friend hanging out in cold weather like this.

The night is getting late. Visitors at the roadside cafe began to fall apart. Only a few visitors were seen scattered in some places. Like two young men sitting on a corner bench near the entrance had been chatting since an hour ago and until now there had been no signs to end the conversation.

A thin grin curled at the lips of the young man being asked. His eyes look deep. It looks so awful to watch from a different angle. The body leaned against the sofa cafe along with the sound that his lips threw.

“Bulan Purnamasari,” he said calling the name made the questioner was frowning feeling familiar with the name.

“The first attempt worked, and I just wait for the right time for the next trials. Before reaching the top of the game,” continued the young man still with a grin on the lips.

The other young man's eyebrows shot up. The last words of the terrifying-faced young man seemed to catch his attention. The last hiccup on their chocolate hot order an hour ago is a sign of how long their chatter is.

“It looks like the target this time is different from the previous victims. Usually you go straight to the top of the game,” he said realized the awkwardness.

The mild oddity that he can make the young man increasingly confused with the behavior of his best friend.

***

The school corridor was bustling as the Moon passed by that morning. Something strange this morning. All eyes were on him. Not with the look of worship like the first day of the Moon entering school, but the opposite.

Whispers in the form of whispers are not once twice received by the Moon. Even blatantly presented to her without thinking about how the girl felt.

Along the corridor to the Moon class just put on a flat face trying to ignore with the hot around. Because if the Moon gets burned by their speech then the atmosphere will get hotter. Although inwardly he continued to wonder about what other mistakes he had made until he was treated badly like this.

At the end of the corridor to her classroom building stood a girl with both hands folded on her chest while leaning against the building's mast. His gaze was straight forward looking at the appearance of the Moon from top to bottom. The thin grin that was engraved on his lips seemed to be a clue to the Moon from the answer to the question in his heart.

The caci maki that the Moon received this morning seemed to be sourced from the cunning girl who was now blocking her path. Mentari, he's the mastermind.

“Surge! I want to pass,” said Ketus Month. Reluctant to serve the arbitrary attitude of Mentari.

Mentari raises one eyebrow with a smile on her lips. “Emang I care?” cynical reply.

“Soide I said!” press the Moon in each word. The girl's gaze gave a sharp peek, seemingly starting to get fed up with Mentari's behavior.

Mentari clucked, continued to laugh crisply. “Lo dare with me?” tanya Mentari with her song.

The moon ignored the girl's question. He threw away his face as Mentari intimidated him through a gaze. No interest in responding to him even though in the heart already revolted to scream, “Iya, indeed who is afraid of lo?!”

The sun tilted his head further squinting his eyes. “Gue noticed more and more days lo more songong, yes. Just two weeks of school here already belagu lo. At first it seems like plain pretentious, originally a lo demon, yes!”

The moon breathed a sigh of rage. He looked at Mentari with a glare. “Udah, talking? If you have, move away! I want to go through.”

After saying that, the Moon passed and passed by Mentari just like that. Even deliberately hit the Mentari body that blocked his path.

While holding his shoulder slightly sore, Mentari glared her eyes at the departure of the new student.

“Damn lo, yes! Watch out if you see me again!” pekik Mentari was upset.

Renata who had seen the two girls fighting slowly walked closer to Mentari with both hands crossed his chest. The soft laughter that immediately sprinkled from his mouth made Mentari immediately look cynical.

“How does it feel to be treated badly by Moon?” Still with the remnants of his laughter, Renata raised a question. One eyebrow raised looking down at Mentari.

“No need to interfere, damn it!” his Mentari wrath. It feels anger that has not subsided because of the Moon, now again exploded by the arrival of Renata.

Ignoring the annoyed look of the interlocutor, Renata again cursed. “But I salute, anyway, same Moon. He's a new student but brave as you, not like the victims of bullying lo before.”

Renata put up a loose grin saying that, then passed away in a graceful style. Passing through the body of the Mentari is exactly what the Moon does.

Mentari clenched his hands to the point that his handbooks were visible.

“Brengs*k lo, Renata! You two are the same, yes!”

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