Prosecutor Karma

Astral Creatures

"Andra, we need to talk after school." Namira came to Andra's desk and stared intently.

Maheswari saw the incident until he finally began to open his voice in front of Namira when he was sitting in his chair.

"Namira, I'm sorry, not to interfere. I think I understand what really happened. The plants and other inhabitants of the house of Ulan, including in this school consider you heartless. Whether true or not, you who are expressionless easily make the people they care about hurt. So yesterday Andra was provoked as if you would end up hurting Andra too and think Andra was no good."

"Have you been provoked?" tanya Namira was astonished.

"He was like that. I know from first class. That's why he is easily provoked to be flocked." explained Maheswari.

Rosi eavesdropped on the conversation and smiled cynically. Namira caught the smile.

"Why? You should feel guilty about accusing Andra like that. He's not as perverted as those astral beings are, is he?" he strongly rebuked Rosi.

"I don't know either. But he's too handsome for you." Rosi laughed as if back possessed. Namira could only shake his head. He really did not expect to be in a mixed school like this to make him almost crazy. Before that he always entered a special school of the Ismi tribe and did not intersect with the Astral tribe. It's just that this time in order to get the best advanced school and be accepted on various islands, he must enter a school with a national reputation that mixes all tribes.

Until the lesson ended, Andra was still with her cold attitude. Instead he was busy talking with Uli a woman in class who is good at playing badminton. Uli with many friends in other classes immediately spread his new closeness a day with Andra was to his teammates. On that day, many children claimed that Uli and Andra were a compatible couple because they were both tall.

Namira doesn't care. He kept waiting for the quiet class as the other friends one by one left the class. Andra was about to leave and ignore Namira.

"Andra! we need to talk!" Namira grabbed Andra's hand and put on a serious expression.

Andra put back her bag and sat down next to Namira. A pair of eyes accidentally passed through the open door of the classroom. He fell silent and stared intently at them. Namira also cynically looked back into those eyes until the owner of the eyes became uncomfortable and left.

"What exactly do you want to talk about at Ulan's house? You understand when it rains. The distance from my house is also quite far. Why are you acting like a child?" Namira looked at Andra who was currently staring at Namira without the slightest expression.

"Have you? is this all you want to say? I'm home." Andra stood up and took her bag.

"Do you also think I'm a pervert?" andra's question forced Namira to finally turn her head and look into the man's eyes.

"No. I mean, I don't know." Namira looked back down.

Andra slammed her hand into Namira's shoulder and left. It all feels confusing. There was a scream from outside. Andra. Who did this to Andra?

Namira rushed over and helped him.

"Andra, what's wrong with you?" tanyanya.

He wiped the blood on the tip of his lips with his index finger.

"Someone saw us talking. Someone is listening and making a dispute." Andra held onto Namira's shoulder and a few seconds later she hugged the woman. Namira was confused by the situation. He doesn't even know what to do.

"Be careful. Please be careful." Andra still hugged Namira tightly while saying so.

Namira helps Andra stand up. He still doesn't understand what's going on. Upon arrival at the motor park, Andra asks Namira to go home first. The school is getting quiet and twilight. This view gives a gripping atmosphere of its own.

"I may have hurt someone once. She's an innocent girl. I didn't expect him to be able to make a contest so I was exposed to his karma. Being brondong but rather brondong from Astral beings. I needed money back then and they gave me everything. Ah no. Actually I don't want to. But if I don't pass, that karma won't go away." Andra dropped her gaze to the ground. Whether the language is too high or Namira who is difficult to understand, he chose to pat Andra's shoulders high.

"Be careful. Someone made a dispute about you." Andra's warm gaze warmed Namira's heart.

"Whether I have to believe it or not, I don't hurt anyone." Namira Bright. He was disappointed and Andra was disappointed that his worries meant nothing to Namira.