
Ran looked at the lab report paper yesterday which showed that there were no harmful ingredients contained in the food in the canteen. The result was proven by Ran's condition which is now fine. The other friends who ate chicken noodles at the same time as Sheila were fine.
When I asked Sheila yesterday she hadn't had breakfast from her house and she didn't eat anything else after coming back from the cafeteria. Sheila could have a stomachache because she had not had breakfast at home. But, he had gotten used to it like that, and before was also fine.
This makes Ran even more confused. Not to mention he was thought of by the words of someone who claimed to know where his sister was. His sister did not know he had a sister. Does her brother know where her sister is?
He unwrapped the bread Sheila gave him yesterday and ate it. Thinking about this made his stomach feel hungry.
If the cause of Sheila's stomach ache originates after returning from the canteen, but the canteen food Sheila ate contained no suspicious ingredients, then there was someone who put something into Sheila's diet.
However, the canteen mother could not do such a thing. Only two people touched the food. The maker, and the buyer. If the cafeteria mother didn't do it, then Sheila wouldn't be able to do it either, would she? It was like a suicide bomb. What'd he do it for?
Yesterday too we continued to sit during the meal except, as I was panicked by some people who kept looking at us and ended up bumping into someone as I was about to leave where we were eating.
Ran continued to twist his tongue to the roof of his mouth because he felt a bit of bitter taste in his tongue.
"Did that person who did it yesterday?" Ran stood up from his stool and left. But he unconsciously put something in his pocket.
Hani, a nine-year-old boy. His nature is arrogant and haughty. He was very happy to make trouble at school with his three cousins.
However, he has a very high IQ. With the age of nine years, he was able to balance the intelligence of high school children. His level of curiosity was also very high. If he wanted to do something, there was no one who could prevent and stop him.
But unfortunately eight years ago, he was hit by a white sedan car suspected of belonging to his own father. His father Han, the owner of P.T Surya as well as the third richest person in Indonesia.
About trial ...
"God .... I lost track! Looks like someone's been blocking him. Then how can I complete my task?!" the upset. He tried to reopen the website about the news from his mobile phone.
"Already Bondan, we just find another topic for our group" said his friend who was sitting on his arm in front of him.
And there was a glass of ice tea and a glass of lemon ice in front of them.
"But this is interesting .... I'm sure I'll get an A plus if we use this news" he replied confidently.
"The embrace of their families has not been any reporter who managed to find out. Especially high school kids like us."
Ran walked into the canteen with the look of his eyes that were directly fixed on the two of them. Ran walked up to their dining table with an unusual aura. His gaze was sharp and unpredictable.
"Ad-there, what?"
He looked slowly at the person with a flat face like a ghost. "Why are you panicking so much? Though I was just passing by," said Ran casually with a tone that sounded a bit strange and creepy.
Ran passed them just like that. Instantly their panic disappeared in the wind just like that.
"Pst! Did he hear your voice? You know, his father was a former employee of P. T. Surya's company."
"Yes, I know! How is this, from the expression on his face earlier, like he heard," he said tensely.
"Basic Bondan! You might like a geeky, weird guy like him."
Ran continued walking as if not hearing what they had just talked about.
"So his name is Bondan."
"I don't think Bondan did it. Because he seems to like me. Seen from any angle there was nothing suspicious of him either." Ran gulped back his drink.
"But that girl named Hani, who is she? I've heard that name before."
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Brakk!
Someone had broken down the classroom door very hard.
"Damn! Alex still rejects me!"
"If I were him, he would do the same" said a bespectacled man sitting in the front row near the door, his face covered with a book.
"Curtain! If Alex is you, why would I approach him."
The man closed the book and put it on the table. "Which normal man would be with a flirtatious and cunning woman like you" he said with a flat face.
"Be quiet, stupid Kevin!" maya sat next to him.
Kevin looked at Maya annoyed. "Remember, I'm ranked one in a row in this class!" reply Kevin did not accept.
"Well, yeah, yeah! you're the greatest in this class." Maya stands in front of Kevin's desk leaning her body against the wall.
"Well, I guess, Ran is because of it. He's the one who pressured Alex the most to like her. " Ma put her palm on Kevin's head. "Do you have a plan, smart?"
Kevin immediately shook Maya's hand. But that treatment seemed normal to them.
Nagisa approached Kevin's desk expectantly. "If you can help me, I'll go to the movies with me!"
"Sorry, I'm not interested." He stood up and moved away from the two of them and sat on Nagisa's bench. "I'm more interested in the offer from the next class" he said as he returned to reading the book.
"Huh! Only this man is not affected by the charm of Gisa," decak Maya upset.
"Yes, next-class offer!" Behind the thick book, his face looks like a poisonous snake that is ready to peck at its prey anytime and anywhere.
It turned out that Kevin was the one who made Sheila have stomach pain. He stuffed something into Sheila's bowl of noodles while they were helping Bondan pick up his food. The state of the bustling canteen also supports it so that it makes its action covered by people passing by.
He had also exchanged the bread Sheila gave to Ran for expired bread. That's why Ran felt a bitter taste in his tongue.
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Ran walked in the hallway of the classroom with a stagger. Several times he was about to fall but in his snooze.
The break time is over. And all the disciples had already returned to their respective classes making the passageway desolate. While he was still walking between the corner of the wall and the classroom.
It needs to pass five more classes to get to its class. But his energy was no longer strong. His stomach hurt, like something was stirring.
He could no longer speak directly or inwardly.
Suddenly his vision became blurry and blackened. His body lost its balance then he fell unconscious in that desolate passageway.