Niki For Nata

Section 26. Because of you

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The one who looked at Niki with pity earlier was Sandra. But Salim spoke in a relaxed tone to the physics teacher. Either he's really pityed or he's not the only one who knows. Rarely did he notice Niki like that. He tends to be a girl.

"Why, Salim? You want to replace him?" ask Andrew sir.

Checkmate. Salim can't talk anymore.

"Yes don't dong, sir. It's not the way either," it's direct.

"Then why are you protesting?"

Right you. Salim is not sorry for the real Niki. I don't know what he meant to talk to Andrew like that. If indeed he was sincerely pitying the girl ceplos, surely he would want to replace Niki's position.

"Basar hypocrite" Sandra sneered at Salim in a whisper. But Salim could hear clearly. Because Sandra's whispers were strong and clearly heard by the ears.

Salim was embarrassed. He could finally just shut up. No longer know what to say.

Mr. Andrew also glared his eyes at Sandra. He also heard Sandra's words just now. Enough with the eye shot, Sandra also changed her attitude, sitting sweet as she wanted Mr. Andrew.

"I'm sorry, sir," he said bowed.

That's how it ended, until Mr. Andrew ordered his students to release their ears. It can be seen that Niki did not pull Nata's ears. While Niki's ears, flushed due to the pull of Nata's hand.

"Basic rock. Have no feelings. My friend you have tortured. But you don't have the slightest empathy. Let alone empathy, your sympathy is gone" Sandra said. He felt that he would have to teach that one man a lesson.

Secretly, Niki rubbed her red ears. Hopefully no one will see that he is currently experiencing pain and heat in his ears due to the unsympathetic pull of Nata.

"Nothing hurts and is hot, it is important that Nata does," he said. Without realizing it, he smiled. Inviting cheating in the heart of Mr. Andrew.

"Niki, why are you smiling? Still lacking in jewels?' ask Mr. Andrew, break Niki's daydream.

"Yes, sir uh no, sir," Niki replied nervously.

"Sit down and do your job. Continue the surgery!"

"I don't want to mess around anymore. This time is getting narrower" said Mr. Andrew asserted and reminded.

"Remember, you're working as a team. Not individually. Who could not work in a team, immediately retreat from now!" pamit mr. Andrew again.

"I don't want you to go to the Olympics because you have to. So it is better than now to retreat if you do not intend to scent the name of the school. If I don't intend to take the race with the team, I don't force it. I also don't want to persuade. You're already in high school, no longer a kindergarten kid who has to be carried, persuaded and flattered."

"Yes, sir. We are ready," replied the four disciples loudly.

"Good!"

The four men returned to their duties. They are seriously working on it. Mr. Andrew saw it while praising them in his heart.

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The dark and quiet of the room indicates that there are no residents there. Walking slowly, raising his legs very carefully, Nata entered this room. Sneaking like a thief who wants to steal his own house Though the house, the house that he was born with. With his father and his mother who left him first.

"Where are you?"

"Where have you been? What time is it?"

The bass voice asked again. More surprising Nata who is not ready for the answer what he will give.

What exactly is going on? Why is Papa Tirta home at this hour? Doesn't he usually come home in the early hours? Even more often do not go home somewhere to stay. Only he knows.

"Don't you hear me ask? You deaf? You mute? Huh uh?"

As sarcastic as he was, Tirta said such a thing to his own son, his own flesh and blood. Can't he ask nicely?

"Na-Nata just got home from school, pa."

Nata answered papa Tirta's question.

"Going to school? Clock this?"

Papa Tirta stared at the clock on the wall that was beating solidly.

"Which school is home at 7 p.m?" papa Tirta's circus.

"Na-Nata group work, pa. We'll be in the Olympics soon." Nata tried to answer. Seeking defense on papa Tirta's charges.

"You don't have to lie. Papa knew you were home from school at five. Where did you go after that? Huh uh?"

Nata. He looked down, staring at his bare toes. What Papa Tirta said is true. He was home from group duty at five. He doesn't know what to answer now.

Strongly, he gripped his bag which he carried on his shoulder. As if he didn't want someone else to take the bag from him.

"Do you know where Nata's coming home at five?" ask Nata later. He dared to ask. Papa Tirta looked at him timidly.

"You don't need to know where you know everything from. Now explain to your papa where you are from. Are you dating? Go to dark places? With that girl named Niki? That spoiled, indiscriminate and uncourteous woman?"

Success has papa Tirta spying on Niki who is not in the house at all. But carried away by papa Tirta. Remembering him when Papa Tirta seized Nata's phone, Niki was the one who always called him did not know the time.

"What the hell do you mean? The person not here is also affected. Is it her fault, papa?" nata Protest. According to him, papa Tirta has gone too far.

"Since you've been hanging out with that girl, you've become increasingly dilapidated and unruly. Not listening to parents' advice. It's a bad influence on you."

Why he related Nata's problem to Niki. And why also papa Tirta blamed Niki for what happened to Nata.

"Enough, pa! Niki was wrong. It has nothing to do with it at all. Papa don't blame others for what happened to Nata. This is all happening, none other than papa himself."

Sassy, Nata accused the papa. It felt like he could no longer hold back the already turbulent anger in his chest. Which he has held for several years.

"You blame papa? Oh, good you. You defend outsiders and blame your own papa."

Not much different. Papa Tirta was angry now. It's Nata's age. This time he began to argue. I don't know if it's early or temporary.

"Aware you. Because of you, your mama died."

To be continue....