Not Suited to Exposure

Start off

Somehow the story goes, everything became like this. Everything deviated from the original plan I had laid out.

Break up, move away, forget. Thats the plan.

Now there's just a sudden feeling that I never wanted but my heart loves it.

The heart is never wrong.

I hate to say it, but I have to admit it has a point.

That feeling is still there. But when my mind refuses but my heart desires, what is it called?

The exhibition yesterday ended quietly. As for Rael's words, even he himself did not seem to want to listen to my answer. After saying that line, he simply smiled and took me out, without waiting for an answer from me.

Regretting right?

Wh why?

I don't know. I don't know why either. I just feel pissed.

I ended up breathing. Again and again.

Now, another problem. This is the first day Andin retaliated against a stabbing at him the day after tomorrow. It's not physical play, but it's more inclined to play them mentally. Some kind of bullying maybe. Without muscle.

"Gue said I didn't want to go along," I protested when Andin and Liona invited me into the cafeteria. First place they execute the plan.

Andin looked at me flatly. "Fines. I will not take it. Do you not want to eat? Not laper? People just want to eat."

Andin melengos, just pass by. Liona grabbed my shoulder and invited me into the cafeteria. I took a breath and followed. Not to interfere does not mean not to eat. My stomach also needs to be filled because after coming home from the exhibition yesterday I did not eat anymore until now.

Liona and I went to order baso and cold drinks. Then, Liona nudged my arm and with her chin she pointed back.

The plan is started.

Notice the direct focus on the children of Marching Band, especially Malika who carries the tramp.

He didn't get an empty table.

Today, there is a striking change. The residents of the canteen are partly filled with IPS children, some are famous children from IPA and the rest are other children who first fill the table.

Trouble maker's.

Seka and Maira.

When the two meet, they will destroy what they see. The condition of the canteen was very boisterous, I knew it was intentional. Intentionally show who is in charge.

"Well, nothing is empty?" malika said without the intention of asking, only to code so that someone would give a chair or shift his seat.

Maira pretended to look around. "Guys, isn't there something empty? The only one who can't get a table."

But no one answered. Maira sneers. "Well stirred. Basic people never eat a year after eating like a gembel. Ck ck ck, proud I'm the same IPA son."

I don't know what kind of phrase that is. Meghan then admitted to being proud. His expression really showed satisfaction.

Mai. Mai. Lo is the best.

"Eh Seka, you're not a mop. Back and forth that. Kuker deh." then he's keen with his own words.

"Bacot yah," said Seka.

Forget about them. I'm back focusing on Malika. The girl was still silent as she looked at Maira who was busy heating her up and ignored her as if she was not there.

"The feeling was still there. Mai you drink huh?" Andin who was at the same table said.

"Ih bacot" said Maira. "Eh that's right there. Who the hell is that corner? Ambilin is dong."

I cringe. Maira told a girl who was standing to the left of Malika. I know who it is. It's Thalita.

"She's the saos." Thalita gave the sausage with her right hand while her left hand held her meatball pan.

Instead of directly taking, Maira instead stalling for time. "Standard off. Uh, Seka don't date mulu. How the hell," the cerocosnya ignored Thalita.

"Eh here and here want the sauce," said Andin who sat beside other children in the middle.

Thalita thrust her saos, but because it was too far and opposite, not to mention the denseness of the girls there caused her balance to be disturbed. Meatball baking sheet in his left hand fell off and—

Ruptured.

Maira was shocked. "Well, why?" Maira.

Before the girl spoke her words to Thalita, I pulled the end of her uniform until she turned her head. Immediately I pulled out his hand to sit next to me, at the end of the chair until we were stuck.

"Gue knows him. He's not part of the target" I whispered.

Andin looked at me in doubt. "Lo mabok's? He also followed me at that time."

I'm appalled. I looked at Thalita who was busy cleaning up the mess that was happening at the help of her friends. Hard to believe, I know the boy well. He's not that kind of person.

Amidst my disbelief, Malika sat down to help. I could see his face from the side. I can't say anything more. They stood. Thalita delivered the broken glass back while Malika faced us.

"So that's senior. Ask for help, but do not harm others. He is a junior, but that doesn't mean we can just as easily," Malika said still in gentle intonation.

"Currently, start again" Andin said slowly to my right.

"Standard off. How are you gonna turn us on?" Maira. "Feelings, my friends, there's no one who's rude to him. I'm talking fine too."

"Save what happened."

Maira laughs. "Why don't you blame him? He is the bego. If you want to help, don't be in the middle. I know you want to give saos, the meat is held as well. Can be ditaro first. Or if you don't want to do it, refuse. I don't mean it either, do I?"

Malika fell silent, having no other arguments. Because Maira was right. Although they did target Thalita, but that matter, it was not at all because of Maira who asked for help.

Seka who had been with her boyfriend had also joined nyempil. "My friends really. Well, you're a good senior, please tell me that junior lo. Next time if you want to nolongin take saos, layankin first meatballs. Let's not jatoh anymore."

I let out a breath. Feel bad of course. While they look cute.

Malika died a flea. How else would you like? If it were me, I would behave the same way. Well, at least apologize.

Then a loud deheman from behind broke the atmosphere. "Come on ah the spaciousness."

I looked back because of that voice. Yes, it's Rael. The guy even forced his lazy friends to stand up. To empty the table.

By Malika.

Seen from the nodding gesture his head at the girl with a faint smile.

I turned my eyes back to the front. The Marching Band boys have already gone there.

Don't mind. My head voice.

Suddenly I remembered my order which I had not yet taken. I took a breath and stood up. "Gue take my baso first," I said as Andin turned his head and he nodded.

It turns out that Liona is still there. Sit in the front seat of the meatball stand while enjoying the fry.

"Udah abis yah? It was fun," he said.

I shook my head slowly and picked up my meatball. "Come ah, the other nanyain lo," asked me and the girl agreed.

I stepped first and Liona tailed behind after taking her meatballs. While on the way to Andin's desk, there was Rael walking in the opposite direction to me in one straight path.

Damnit. I'm not why I'm being so unstable. Suddenly I did not want to meet him. When he realized I was in front of him, I stepped even faster to reach Andin's table, which was separated by one more table with me, before he got there first.

The others happily shifted her seat without protest as I slipped between Andin and Maira. I cleared my throat and pretended I didn't know what was going on.

For a few seconds I saw no change. Until the boys passed by the table I was sitting at. I lifted my head and saw Rael hugging Gama out of the canteen.

"Well, Alu cranky," said Liona who sat in front of me with her lower lip peeled out. Playfully.

I let out a breath. What's the matter with me exactly? The feeling felt uncertain and was always changing at all times.

Sometimes he's sweet, sometimes annoying, sometimes a jerk. Sometimes I miss her, sometimes I hate her, sometimes I want to cry for her.

"Well. I told you."

There was a burden on my left shoulder as Seka put her hand there. "Now, how are you feeling?"

I closed my eyes for a moment before looking at him. I stared at him flat while he just gave a knotty smile.

This jerk.

I touched her forehead until she complained and pulled herself away.

"Nyentipin just you."

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