SULIVANS

Facial

Tera plucks the potato chips that were deliberately brought to accompany her scouting mission this time.

Getting his jacket tight prevented the night wind from entering the sidelines of his body.

He forgets that the wind will blow faster in higher places, while he wears a leather jacket without a zipper.

As a result, his hands were busy alternately close the jacket and hold binoculars; fulfilling his duties overseeing the enemy headquarters from the second floor of a toy store.

Tera was a little envious looking at the enemy who sat comfortably circling the table with the steam of coffee steaming along with the aroma of micin as fragrant as pop noodles.

While he stood on a cold iron fence capable of piercing the skin, with a plastic potato chip and a small bottle of sprite hung in the fencing with the help of black crackle.

The task is relatively easiest compared to other friends who stand guard near the headquarters.

Rio hid in front of the gate, tasked with distracting and luring them away from the base.

While Doki stands guard behind the trees, in charge of waiting for a safe signal from him to retrieve any important items left behind at the headquarters.

Although initially a violent protest with his position that only kept silent watching, Tera eventually lost in a landslide hearing the logical reasons of his friends.

His stomach is still not healed from their invasion two weeks ago, while his three friends are still healthy.

Rio looked most angered by the incident; to the point of proposing this plan to threaten them.

Plans steal some of their valuables; cell phones or wallets, to prevent them from raiding without any more plans.

Eyes for eyes, teeth for teeth, that's the title Tera proposed for this time's plan that got Rio's diatribe and laughed at Zalva.

Speaking of Zalva, why hasn't he shown up at this hour yet?

Is their leader having trouble solving some problems for permission to get out?

“For so long at Zalva.”

Tera's body tiptoed in shock at the voice of another human, almost swearing loudly if the person standing next to her was not Doki.

“What's that binoculars? Dikira megalithic times.”

Doki shows his phone screen to Tera who is still unaware of his surprise.

“See, can zoom all the way to the pores. Hape potatoes where can!”

A hard pat on his arm made Doki complain slowly stroking the skin that felt hot.

“Hape good always lose streak for what!”

Notifications of the message from Rio emerged from the mobile phone were debated, ending an almost physically involved shootout between them.

How's zalva?

Doki types a reply as Tera rests her weight on the fence and purses her lips.

"When I just keep quiet to see if you guys fight and run? I want to run, too, lah.."

Doki ignores Tera's useless shoulder activities.

"Yes tell Zalva himself."

Tera pursed her lips again, knowing that her proposal had definitely been rejected by Zalva.

"Where's my phone?"

Doki stopped his thumb gymnastics activities for a bit.

"Forgot," he said, then re-typed.

"Still downstairs?"

"Yes." Yeah."

Tera nearly smashed a sprite bottle into the fence if only he wasn't lurking which required him to move without any sound.

So he just swung his bottle tight in the empty air.

"Still.... downstairs, right?"

Tera stared at Doki's fanfare through every pocket he had on his body.

"What?"

"Your apple!"

Tera knitted her brows, guessing the hidden intent contained in their conversation.

As he recalled those words were not included in their code deal.

"Try reading" said Doki in panic.

Tera stared at the screen of Doki's phone containing the message of his conversation with Rio.

The conversation contained their randomness which turned confusing at the end of the message.

"So that means. I sent a message to Rio.."

Doki nodded.

"....the novelty?"

Doki nodded again with a faster tempo.

Three seconds later they looked at each other while holding their breath.

A tense silence before Tera's body fell because it was pushed quickly by Doki.

The baseball bat that almost hit Tera's head turned against the iron fence.

The meeting of the two hard objects caused a thunderous commotion in the loneliness of the night.

Tera picks up Doki's phone thrown at her and prepares to go down the stairs.

Leaving Doki kicking his opponent's chest, trying to topple him and then running after Tera.

Unfortunately the opponent who was kicked got up quickly and swung his hand at Doki who was about to run fast.

The narrow distance between them allowed the fist to land on Doki's neck before it could dodge.

Tera anticipated it by throwing a sprite bottle fast that he grasped.

The little green bottle shot agilely, landing right on the eel of their opponent, making his body topple to the side.

About the iron fence that shook violently with a loud noise.

Then paralyzed Doki by kicking his heart hard.

Tera endured her screams by punching her fist upwards, cheering for her success.

He almost jumped up in excitement if Doki's hand did not forcefully drag his arm, making him turn around and tail Doki running down the stairs.

They ran past the already empty headquarters leaping without any valuable items that could be carried.

Doki pulled out his phone, sending a message to Zalva with a gasp of breath.

Tera took a deep breath while walking slowly towards the front gate.

Rio was their top priority at the moment.

Doki followed Tera's accelerated pace, as light as possible to minimize the sound of friction arising between the uneven ground and his shoes.

Tera stopped behind the last wooden fence protecting their existence.

It appeared Rio who was cornered, leaning against the wall holding a wooden beam, surrounded by three Oreo gang members who were their targets.

They seem to be talking to each other.

Tera noticed their conversation while tapping her finger at Doki who was also focused on watching.

His focus was interrupted by Tera's knock on his firmer arm, hinting he had to come forward.

Doki slightly regrets Zalva's decision to let this brash kid relax in their plans.

He then handed his phone to Tera and ran fiercely against the herd of opponents.

Tera smiled happily knowing her desire to join the fight was soon to materialize.

Tilted his head to the right avoids the opponent's fist, then pulled tight fists that almost hit his cheek down.

Make the opponent lose balance and move forward.

The opportunity was used by Tera to kick the opponent's stomach with his knee.

It was tight enough until the opponent complained loudly.

Tera then prepared to put up the horses to kick to see his opponent standing.

Almost his body collapsed if he was a little late jumping to avoid the opponent's kick from the bottom.

Due to the sudden jump, his body landed imperfectly, making him almost strayed backwards.

The opponent's fist from the side is expected not to be pushed aside.

Tera can only resign and hope that the stitches in his stomach are not open.

The treatment was really troublesome because it had to painstakingly change the bandage and go back and forth to the hospital to check its development.

Fortunately that possibility did not happen because the opponent was slammed to the right by a powerful kick from a familiar red shoe.

"Gav!"

Zalva made sure his opponent could no longer wiggle and pulled Tera.

"I told you it's your job to just keep an eye out! Why are you coming"

Rio's agonizing cry from a distance made Zalva turn around, running towards her other two comrades.

Leaving the standing Tera sculpted, shocked by the unusual snaps from Zalva's mouth.

Zalva looked very angry with his red eyes and shrill tone.

Especially with the typical sounds of the fight that is increasingly intense when Zalva joined.

The sound of body blows getting stronger and the whirls of pain collided with each other adding to the soundtrack of action scenes that Tera watched directly from a distance.

Seeing Zalva really fight was his dream; the current one had materialized.

All this time he had only watched and heard Zalva only fighting his way around, even though his movements were very nimble and agile, indecipherable to his estimated attack patterns.

Rio who is a former wrestler also admitted that he did not dare one-on-one with Zalva.

Even rumors about Zalva beating opponents in a five-to-one match are believed to be raw by him.

That was why the three of them agreed to appoint Zalva as the leader; although Tera eventually regretted that they had never fought for real.

The Zalva fighting model generally falls into the dodge category; it will not fight if the enemy does not attack.

As much as possible he avoided the bickering and finished it without fighting.

But the gang of their arch-enemy, oreo, is a group of violent children who like to fight for no apparent reason.

Making their fighting frequency in recent months has increased.

Tera had a good time showing off her proud manoeuvrable fist which got two thumbs up when it was shown to Zalva.

Although the tail of the stomach is torn and sewn because of it.

But it is Zalvalv who dislikes this change the most. As much as possible he avoided dealing with anyone among the Oreos.

Seeing the passive Zalva, the Oreo leader seemed to be getting more aggressive and felt his ego smeared.

As the savage leader said when he was ambushed suddenly when he came out of the supermarket after school about three weeks ago.

They echoed his oration in a frenzied manner while cornering him with an unfair fight; four armed men fought against him one who carried only a bag of junk.

"Call that arrogant leader of yours! Let's see if he'll come help this dying little rat!"

Tera still remembered how chaotic the atmosphere was at that time.

"You should be taught a lesson for daring to ignore our fight challenge!"

By then, Tera had already resigned herself to her limp body, trying to store up the energy to escape.

"Oh, if your body is deformed, is that little brat interested in coming to our duel?"

Their savage loud laughter made Tera agree to the Zalva principle which she had doubted; unyielding before being disturbed.

Because from their insulting gazes, he knew exactly they were a bunch of lunatics.

Plangs!

Tera tiptoed in shock staring at the baseball bat swinging violently over Zalva's cheek.

His mouth was wide open staring at the fresh blood flowing from Zalva's mouth.

Rio and Doki stopped their actions; staring at the injured leader's face.

The sane leader of Oreo laughed loudly, laughing at the fresh blood that was rubbed rough by the dusty hands of his owner.

Making Tera, Rio, and Doki meet each other, through the pause while the game that night with choked breath.

Zalva then shone, snatched the bat quickly and crushed their three opponents violently.

Doki and Rio could only retreat, leaving everything to the chairman in confusion.

What happened to Zalva today?

After making his three opponents no longer able to wiggle, Zalva threw the stick to the ground until it bounced away.

"Dissolve you! Don't bother us anymore!"

The post-fight moment went so fast that the four of them were already sitting on their respective bikes.

No one raised their voices about Zalva's behavior that seemed unusual tonight.

Tera and Rio then paused, obeying Zalva who told them to go home immediately to treat their respective wounds.

Doki tightened his helmet as he looked at Zalva who was downing a bottle of water.

"You... okay?"

He grimaced at the unfamiliar panorama on Zalva's face; half-brushed cheeks.

"Yes." Yeah."

Doki knows exactly Zalva consistently maintains the integrity of his face.

Although his hands and body were full of bruises, he always had a special way of avoiding opponents who targeted his face.

All of that is done because Zalva keeps his reputation in school; keeps his good boy's face.

No matter how small the wound appears in the area that is difficult to close; especially the face, causing Zalva diomeli mother and make it locked in the room a week later with various questions about brain wringer exercises.

Zalva's violent gusts of breath further strengthened his suspicions.

"Compressing warm water can reduce the swelling, try."

Zalva smiled, grimacing a little because it felt sore.

Making your principled Doki smile we suspect the more we think about bad speculation.

His hands itched about to type this speculation and then sent it to Rio and Tera.

"okay."

Doki guessed what thoughts were spinning in the head's brain while looking at him wearing a helmet with a cry of pain.

"Go home?"

Zalva turned on the engine, fixed the rearview tilt, then answered Doki through the rearview mirror.

"Either. My house may be gone."

Zalva sped on his bike, leaving Doki stunned.