My Secret Bodyguard's
Section 31 Competition is Getting Hotter
About ten meters away he could reach his mother who was standing on the edge of the abyss, with unknown men, who were grinning at him with stones in their hands. Ready throw.
“Bu, no, Mom!"
“Do not approach, Ndre!” his mother pleaded with a frightened face.
Andrea didn't care, she kept going.
Throw after throw of stones drifted towards him. Andrea continued to step up, scattering the dust that was flying, then ran as hard as her mother's strength.
“Aaaaaaa ..” They fell into the abyss together.
The gedebukk!!
Andrea woke up, her body already on the floor. Nervous ass. Dale was nearby, holding a pillow under his head.
“Neng dream?”
“Still it,” grumbled Andrea. He got up, took a pillow from Dale's hand. “Ngapain is here?”
“Head Neng almost hit the floor,” said Dale.
"You saved my head, but my ass didn't!" Andrea rubbed her ass.
"No dare, Neng." Dale cengar-cengar.
Andrea looked at the clock on the wall. At ten, his mother had not been heard coming home. His house feels so quiet.
From the time he came home this afternoon, his body was lazy to move from the bed. The prejudice in his head washed him away in a nightmare.
“My dreams are terrible,” are shrinking. He leaned his back against the bed.
Dale followed him, tidied up the suit he was wearing, then raised his next knee. His right hand was kept above his knee, his left hand stretched out on the bed, behind Andrea's shoulder.
“Ngapain?” ask Andrea. He felt Dale was going to hug him.
“No,” Dale pulled his hand to tidy his hair.
“Don't be handsome!”
“Neither, am I really handsome."
Andrea frowned seeing Dale confidently like that. “I'm hungry.” He moved, along with his voice screaming. Kak Yadi's name was moving on the screen, so he wanted to flick him to be quiet.
“Kok not lifted, Neng?”
“Emang clothesline?”
“Neng Andrea doesn't like Kak Yadi?” Dale read the writing on the screen.
“Reacted you can read.”
“Hohohoo ... Don't underestimate me, or so - once I graduate ice em je. Jin.” Secondary School
Andrea was not wanting to laugh, Yadi's name on her screen was tired of moving, disappearing on her own. He continued his intention of finding food in the kitchen.
Vegetable lodeh and fried chicken are still intact in the hood. Andrea is not tasteful, close the hood again. There was a glass of water to drink, then back to daydream at the dinner table.
“If Neng wants, I can follow Mom.” Dale plays the character's refrigerator magnet. Andrea plays a finger on the lip of the glass. They're like people in the gab.
“No need.”
“Why?”
“Since when did the bodyguard just excuse the employer?”
His mother's motor was heard, entering the fence. Andrea hurriedly entered again into her room while pulling Dale.
“Ndre!” call his mother when he opens the door.
Andrea pretended to be asleep, turned her back on the door. His mother closed the door, the sound of his shoes moving away.
He could not accuse his mother of all sorts, but the incident this afternoon was enough to make him sure, his mother had a lover. I don't know what's going to happen to her, if it's true, she'll have a stepfather, who will shift her father's place in her mother's heart.
Remembering his father, his throat suddenly hurt, because there was something he was trying to hold. Her lips trembled withstanding the cries, warm liquid melted from the corner of her eyes, wetting the pillow.
Andrea hurriedly removed it, but the liquid that had already become snot could not hide her cries, she had to throw it away, or inhale it, and Dale would definitely hear it.
"Bodo very," he said. Andrea ngingsreuk's.
Dale looked at her, but did not ask.
Dale said he was looking for food, while kicking a sad song.
Andrea turned her body.
**
Ren's sick today. Andrea received her message on Whatsapp, to continue to Mr. Haris.
After school Andrea met him, without Zellina. Princes KW's been avoiding it all day.
Andrea did not take the dizziness, she was also tired of having to avoid her mother's gaze since waking up. His sadness last night made his eyes slightly puffy.
Ren still looks like a confused person, in contrast to the usual Ren. Although according to medical chief Ren is fine, but for Andrea Ren not so. The longer he looks different.
“Tomorrow also I'm in,” said Ren.
“If you are still not healthy you should rest first. In class quiet anyway, because there's no you, but I'm worried you're why-why if maxain enter."
“I'm fine. Sepi why? There are many others. How did Zellina win yesterday?” Ren placed the seat cushion on his lap onto the sofa.
“Listen, the onde-ondes are too agile ...” Andrea tried to break the unpleasant atmosphere.
Ren cuek, instead checked the plastic flowers on the table and began to water them with drinking water.
Andrea also just realized, Ren from earlier yawned continuously.
“You're really okay, Ren?”
“Ngak,” sahut Ren. He laid his body on the sofa, then slept.
Andrea looked at him in wonder.
“Ren, which Mama's medicine?” mama Ren's voice sounded weak from the room.
Andrea looked at the medicine jar on the nightstand next to the sofa.
“Ren, Your momma nanyain meds.” Andrea woke up the already slumbering Ren.
“What is your mother taking this medicine, Ren?” Andrea checked the medicine at the nightstand. “As sleeping pills.”
“Ren, which Mama's medicine?” ren's mother's voice sounded again. Andrea was confused by herself.
“Ren! Mauren! You lazy child, where's Mamaaaa's medicine?!” Ren's mother's voice is rising.
Andrea was surprised, she ran out. His heart was almost dislodged hearing the cry of his mother Ren who reached outside the fence heard shouting again.
Along the way home Andrea wonders, what's wrong with Ren and his mother.
**
Ren's changes are brought in until he goes back to school. The cheerful and caring Ren now turned into a cranky, and tangled.
Zellina also moved away. He's closer to his new friends in the field. Equally one mission, and equally doyan nebeng. Almost every day his car is full of his gang.
“Just let no one seize my reputation as Princes in this school,” Zellina asserted, when Andrea and Ren passed them.
His face was taken seriously in front of his new friends. “Which is suitable to accompany the head of the men's team is the head of the women's team, right?”
“Betuull ...”
“Prince is the same Princes, not the same commoners," said his friend.
“Unless have feelings of himself Cinderela.”
"When upik ash."
Zellina's friends were laughing.
Andrea glanced, knowing they were insinuating because of Yadi. Their rumors have been spreading since the basketball game.
“Zell, join ngantin?” asked Andrea, trying not to be affected by Zellina's attitude.
“Just go both, you'll fit in. I'm different."
Andrea did not understand Zellina's words, she approached her. “What do you mean? The three of us have always been together."
“Do not pretend well in front of me, just take care of your true friends who have just touched the ball.”
Andrea increasingly did not understand Zellina's words. Ren was the same, but he was lazy to serve. He pulled Andrea's hand.
“Already, I don't know him,” whispered Ren.
Andrea takes Ren's hand off her arm, then comes back to Zellina.
“If there's a problem talk about, Zell, don't be vague like this. Remember our friendship."
Zellina crossed her arms around her chest. “Good, now we talk. I tell you yes, no one can snatch Yadi from me, neither you, nor him,” snapped Zellina, her index finger pointed at Andrea's chest, then Ren. He turned around while giving his friends a code to leave.
Andrea and Ren fell silent. Zellina waved her own competition flag, without any compromise.
From the library room, Fany smiled sarcastically, then raised her hands and toz with the wind.
“ Anyway, we have to return the Inzel to its habitat!” said Andrea.
“Ke kubangan?” ask Ren. He's eating meatballs.
“Emang dia kebo?”
“Ke in cobek?”
“Emang he sambal terasi?” Andrea pours sambal to siomay. “Keep yourself why?”
“I?” Ren stopped biting the meatballs.
“Kusut masai. Your hijab is not ironed?”
Ren did not reply, he instead poured the sauce into his meatballs. Ren ate voraciously, his tears splashing. She couldn't rub her headscarf, iron it somewhere. He was sad himself.
Andrea knew, it was not spiciness, but crying.
“Ren?”
Ren moved, he ran to the toilet. Andrea chased. In the restroom, Ren locked himself in. Andrea patiently took care of her outside, giving Ren a chance to cry shedding his sorrow.
Ren came out of the restroom with his eyes and nose reddened. The hijab gets dirty when Ren makes it a snot wipe.
“News dong, Ren.” Andrea held onto Ren's shoulder. Ren walked to the large bathroom mirror, looking at himself.
“My mother was taken to a mental hospital, Ndre.” Ren spoke softly while washing his hands in the sink.
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