Reagents

Reagan 2's

Dikta went around all over to make sure all the students were in the classroom. His steps down every hallway of the school. From a distance he saw Reagan sitting alone in the cafeteria.

Dikta's quick steps arrived in front of Reagan. He picked up a cigarette that Reagan had picked up, then threw it on the floor and stepped on it. “Reagan Lorencius Havelaar back to the field!” dikta Tegur.

Reagan ignored Dikta, he took his order of cold iced tea and sipped it slowly. Reagan's actions seemed to deliberately make Dikta increasingly black.

“Reagan,” call Dikta with his firm voice.

Reagan's eyes glanced at Dikta.

“Return to the field, and never smoke in the school area again,” said Dikta giving a warning.

Reagan took one cigarette out of his pack and lit it in front of Dikta. Not only that Reagan exhaled his cigarette smoke right into Dikta's face. “Smoking like this mister means?”

Two students looking from a distance were excited to see Reagan's hideous face making Reagan look more handsome with smirking lips. “Aaaa very handsome Reagan,” shouted them.

Dikta looked back. “Log into class!” tell the two students.

Gaining a sharp gaze from Dikta they immediately entered into his class.

Dikta was not surprised by Reagan's attitude, he thought he was able to withstand emotions when dealing with Reagan. But in fact Dikta could not hold back his emotions. “It looks like I have to contact your father,” threatened Dikta.

“Please.”

Dikta's hope was dashed, not afraid that Reagan would let him. “If you want to act do not fit on the day I picket can not anyway,” ketus Dikta.

Reagan sat down when his morning breakfast order arrived. He enjoyed the meal without caring about Dikta.

Dikta sat in the chair opposite Reagan. His hand took one piece of Reagan's chicken. “If I get fired, responsibility Lo!”

Reagan raised his face and stared intently at Dikta who was very noisy.Dikta's humble attitude was without hesitation beyond Reagan's expectations. He thought the spy Filio chose would be as conservative and resolute as ever.

***

The last hour of study is over. Some students started leaving the class. Bianca packed her things.

“Bianca I first yes,” says Anisa.

Bianca nodded. He checked his phone, apparently there was an incoming call. “What's up?” Ask Bianca.

[Miss Luisa suddenly asked to transfer to campus. Is it okay to wait about an hour at school?]

Bianca was a little upset to hear the news. “Ya I took a taxi,” replied Bianca. He hung up the phone quickly because he was upset.

Bianca got up from her seat and looked at Reagan's bag still in her chair. Bianca's gaze stared at all directions, it turned out that the class was empty leaving only her.

Bianca took Reagan's bag and held it up. However Reagan was his brother, he could not simply leave Reagan's bag. Bianca did not discover Reagan's whereabouts.

Dikta stopped his steps. “Iya, what's up Bianca?”

“Father see Reagan?”

“Reagan was in UKS, stomach ache,” Dikta replied. Obviously Dikta knew if Reagan was okay, it was just that the man reasoned not to have to follow the lesson.

“Thank you Sir,” said Bianca. He walked to the UKS.

Bianca got into the UKS, there was a guard there. Bianca smile friendly “Reagan no Bu?”

“There is inside, just go in,” replied the teacher.

Bianca went inside, she looked at the end with the curtain closed. Bianca approached and opened the room, she saw Reagan's supine body with her eyes closed.

Bianca's eyes looked at a small table with a tray of medicine and water still intact. “You pretended to be sick yes,” accuse Bianca.

Reagan opened his eyes. “If yes why?”

Bianca put Reagan's bag on the bed. “Not why the hell, like you have been used to truant also in old school.”

Reagan rose from his sleep, he stepped down to leave Bianca.

Bianca is quite upset at living alone by Reagan, let alone the man not thanking her at all even though Bianca has brought her Reagan bag.

Bianca walks towards the front gate of the school waiting for a taxi. But no one passed, finally Bianca took out her phone to order a taxi online. But the sound of the motor stopping in front of him made Bianca's attention distracted. His head lifted and looked at the face of Reagan in front of him.

“Fine,” says Reagan. He put a helmet on Bianca's head.

Bianca seemed to be hypnotized by Reagan's words and just accepted Reagan's offer. Bianca riding on Reagan's bike.

Reagan brought his favorite sport bike at a fairly high speed as usual.

Bianca, who was a little scared because she rarely rode the bike, hesitantly chose to hold on to Reagan's jacket.

Right on a fairly quiet road to the house of Bianca, Reagan stopped the speed of his motorbike. “Down,” Reagan's word.

Bianca got off the Reagan bike. “What's up?” bianca asked in her innocent tone.

“Borrow your phone,” replied Reagan.

Bianca gave her cell phone to Reagan. “For what?”

Reagan took Bianca's phone and put it in his jacket pocket. Reagan's eyebrows shot up next door, with smiling lips covered in a full-face helmet that Bianca could not see. He closed his helmet and launched his bike as quickly as possible, leaving Bianca alone.

Bianca's lips opened wide enough to see Reagan who just left her in a quiet place. “Reagan sialaaaaan!” yell Bianca.