Shotgun - Sub Zero: HER
Chapter 6
“OMG, Shaa ! Im so so so sorry !”
“Its ok, Tha. Not ur fault, Babe.”
With a deep sigh, Alisha lay down again, while Martha held the ends of her two legs. Currently they are pairing sit-ups in sports hours on Monday. And Alisha is recounting what happened last Saturday night.
“Then how did you, Sha ?! He must be very angry. Duh, I'm not feeling good now,” continued Martha with a grim face.
“Not angry anymore, Tha. Murka to be exact. And you know, because of – because I was punished. Can't go out anywhere for a week,” sighs Alisha, as grim as Martha. “Can you believe it?”
“Crushes, Sha. About your story about ‘people it’, it's really ?!” Martha slightly lowered her voice as she said ‘that person’.
Alisha sighed again, then reluctantly nodded.
What Martha means by ‘people it’ is Althair. Because they are so bored they listen to Karin who always storytelling as if – if Althair is a prince of dreams, making Alisha, Martha and Fellin only say ‘people it’ every time they discuss Althair.
“Sha, if such means we are indebted to ‘people it’ right ?!” Martha said. “However I am also grateful you survived thanks to him.”
Alisha straightened her legs, sitting contemplating. “There's more that confuses me, Tha.”
"What ?! What's up, Sha ?!"
Alisha's face looked even more grim. He sighed heavily a few times while biting - biting his lips. His memory floated back on the scene that night.
...
“Ck, just deserve them to be that loud,” decak Althair with his smirk smile. Watching Alisha from top to bottom. “Nih !”
“Ap... What is this ?! Ish !!” exclaimed Alisha, a little frown as Althair took off and threw his jacket at Alisha's face just like that.
“For information, it's called jacket. Just like that you don't know ?!”
“Of course I know this jacket, Althair. I mean, why are you throwing your jacket in my face?!” reply Alisha with an anxious heart. Her lips are now pouting.
Next to Althair's eyebrows raised, his eyes retraced Alisha.
“Do you intend to invite other motorcycle gangs to gang you up ?! Hm ?!”
Alisha slightly retreated because while talking Althair was getting closer to her.
“See your appearance. I wouldn't blame you if there was another guy who teased you. And just info, unfortunately I do not intend to help you if such a thing happens again tonight.”.
“I, yes. Ja. I put on the jacket,” exclaimed Alisha immediately. His face turned red because Althair looked at him so intensely.
There was a satisfied expression on Althair's face when Alisha was already wearing her jacket. It is too big when compared to the size of Alisha's body, but still looks decent. Smiling, Althair walked back to his motorbike and immediately boarded it. The helmet was worn again and the roar of the motor began to sound.
“Nail !” he said with a commanding tone.
“Do you want to go home on foot ?!” ask Althair. “Nail !”
“Eh, yes. Althair, I can go home by taxi or ojek,” stutters Alisha, trying to resist.
Althair's eyes glimmered. Shut down the engine and immediately get off the bike. He then walked straight towards Alisha with his helmet on.
“Do not argue,” said Althair, just put his helmet on Alisha without permission. Picking up Alisha's shopping bag that was still barking and defensively pulled Alisha's hand. “Nail !” althair orders again, feeling impatient because Alisha is just stunned next to her sport bike.
Alisha looked at him confused. Never before has he been driven by a sport bike. But for the sake of seeing the gaze of Althair that is so piercing, especially because some members of the motorcycle gang that was originally sprawled awake, forced Alisha to ride the Althair sport bike. Feeling awkward is extraordinary when gripping a little tip of Althair clothes as a handle.
The next minute, Alisha is strangled as Althair's motorbike roars through the streets. He reflexively hugged Althair's body tightly, horrified at the speed of his motorbike which was now speeding. There was a sound of police sirens starting to arrive at the scene of the fight.
...
Alisha took a long breath. However, Alisha should be grateful that she was not at the scene when the police arrived. His mother would have killed him if Alisha had dealt with the police.
But the problem now is: how does Alisha return Althair's jacket, which is now still hanging in her room ?!
“How about you return it via Karin, Sha ? After all he is his girlfriend,” Martha proposed.
“But the effect is impolite, Tha. Besides I have not thanked him yet,” replied Alisha reluctantly.
“Yeah, then we should find a way to meet Althair alone. From the rumors about it spread.”
Alisha nodded back. Yes, because – because of the commotion when Karin expressed love for Althair and Alisha who dragged her away, rumors arose that they were involved in a love triangle: Alisha - Althair - Karin. Funny, right ?!
“But, Martha... Meeting Althair alone ?! Could it be ?!” Alisha replied in a wry tone.
Both he and Martha simultaneously stared at the hordes of girls who as usual were shrouding Althair, before finally exchanging grim looks.
It was impossible to meet Althair alone.
Sighing, Alisha lifted her hair as it felt sultry. There was a sweat running down his neck. His white skin looks red. His sweaty wet sports t-shirt, as if clinging, formed a clear upper body. While his sports uniform shorts show his smooth legs.
Martha clucked in her heart. This friend was completely unaware of the eyes of the boys who began to look at his body. Some of their classmates nudged each other, staring dazzled as if Alisha was a famous model posing sexy.
But Martha was then stunned.
He unintentionally looked towards the hordes of fanatical fan chicks of Althair. And his eyes caught a sight he never thought he would see.
Because there, among the huts of his fans, he saw Althair who was staring intently at Alisha.
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