
...“Don't be like him if you want to be safe at school here."'...
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"Oh yes Kim because of your status an-"
Bukkkk.
"Call me Agatha! My name is Agatha here." My whisper is sharp to Lia. While Lia grinned while stroking her arm that I hacked. Rasainic.
"Partially make you call me Tha." Dengusku. If anyone hears and knows my Korean name it is very dangerous.
"Sori's not used to it yet" he said. "So I deliberately let no one suspect."
"What are you talking about?"
I can see the passion in Lia's eyes. What exactly does this child want to say.
"Gue tell you as long as you want to live a quiet school here you have to stay away from three guys." Lia stuck her index, middle and sweet fingers in front of me. There is no courtesy.
I rolled a lazy eyeball. Lia continued her words.
"They are the ones I have to go far! His one name is Mark Alexander he should be the most lo farin." He said he raised his index finger forward with vigor. Fortunately the class was quiet so I was not ashamed.
"Second." He showed his index and middle fingers. "His name is Jeno Wardana he's a playboy snapper. Almost all the girls here have been snatched with him."
"The last. His name is Satanio Saputra, yes his name is not foreign he is one class with us."
I thought I remembered that name. Uh! Yes he who is often called the devil is the same friend of another friend. The original call was Sata but the son of the son pretended to be Satan. My classmate is debes.
"Why do they deket them?" Not curious but want to know hehe.
Lia looked at me seriously. "They were very influential in this school, Tha." Lia said seriously. "They're like a gang of rich kids. All at the same time they. Moreover, Mark Ahh Tha who does not know Mark anyway. Even this school has her family."
I just I just understand. Who wants to deal with them. I want to go to school until graduation here quietly.
Along the way to Lia's class there was no stopping to tell the triumvirate earlier. Now I understand it turns out that Mark and Jeno are twelve grade only Sata is eleventh grade. I wondered how Mark and Jeno looked until Lia told me this enthusiastically. If Sata I can see it later in class.
The entrance bell rang 5 minutes ago but the scheduled teacher had not yet arrived. The class atmosphere is very crowded. No wonder the clock is empty with a party.
I wondered who the man sitting in front of me was with a sweet smile. Lia was gossiping with another friend. I initially came along but after getting a message from James I immediately went away not wanting them to know my identity.
The guy is still smiling sweetly but I think the fall is even more ridiculous. His eyes narrowed, his face handsome, his nose pointed, his skin yellow. Her hair was jet black, her uniform was a mess.
"Why?" I asked because I was so scared to look at it that way.
He smiled a lot more and made his eyes disappear. "Lo Agatha right?"
I'm nodding.
"Oh so this is the guy. Okay your face I've already seen will I want." He said then left.
I'm more confused what does this mean?
But before he really left. He looked at me then pointed out the class with his chin. Because my seat was not too back and not too front so I could still see out of class from my seat. I followed her chin, I saw two guys looking at me, either looking at me or what was important was that her eyes were on me. They were tall by putting their hands on their pants.
I was surprised even more.
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I sat in front of the deserted school gate. The bell rang 30 minutes ago. There are only extracurricular children in school. Not without reason I'm standing here alone. That's because I don't know the way home. Lia had offered me a ride home together earlier but I refused I knew the girl had to come home soon because her distant cousin was visiting so I didn't want to bother. Besides I don't have to wait long because James is always watching me he's coming.
This is either my feeling or what I clearly feel is being watched. I looked at the left front left back. Again I saw a guy staring at me flat. From her uniform it's like my school uniform. Ah I remember she was one of the guys who was staring at me in the classroom.
Not long after, James came by accident, I told him to stop 100 meters from the school. Nobody wants anyone to know. At first James refused but because of me being stubborn he finally agreed.
"Sorry Miss I'm a little late." James said politely. I'm honestly a bit tough actually.
I'm nodding. "James you saw that guy I didn't feel like he was watching me." I said pointing to the guy who was still staring at my car.
James glanced from the rearview of the car then smiled thinly even. "Maybe Miss's feeling."
"What's Miss doing?"
"I want to go home by myself." I could see James' shock but I hurried back to say. "For no one to suspect."
Finally James nodded.
"Miss doesn't forget to drink?"
I silently remember remembering and then grinning wide. "It's like last had a drink yesterday."
I stroked my chest in surprise. Yes James braked suddenly still fortunately my head was not sucked chair.
"Sorry Miss." James took the drugs on the car board. I've been glaring since when my medicine was there. James handed over the medicine with bottled mineral water.
"Miss don't forget to take medicine." Said James. "If Miss's medicine misses my contact, let me take it."
"I forgot." I said after swallowing some butyl pills. I completely forgot my chest was a little claustrophobic.
"It seems to stop here James. Let me ride ojol."
"But it's still 2 miles away Miss."
"Who will you follow from behind. Cepet pesenin."
No need to rule twice James ordered me ojol. Intentionally pick ojol from a little frugal taxi. After all, if you go home by taxi, the house people are suspicious again.
"My heart follows Miss from behind."
I nodded then approached the ojol that James had ordered.
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I am lucky that my mentality is strong. If I could not have killed myself. After returning home from school, I was sprayed to death by Hana and Mama. The reason is so classic because I wear my old school uniform. Hana is jealous because from the past Hana really wanted to go to my old school in Korea but Papa did not have the heart he said.
And this morning Hana was also the one who doused my uniform with milk. But I chose to quietly argue even just muddy the atmosphere.
This is where I am in front of the washing machine. Wash all the clothes of the house. Mama said it as a punishment for making Hana jealous and making a school scene and also coming home late. I told you I don't know the way home. How else do you not like to remain do not like.
"Want auntie help Neng?" Tanya Aunty approached me with a napkin on her right boat.
"No Bi just mengunyi clothes anyways also pack the washing machine." I said pour soap into the washing machine.
"It should be aunt Neng's job." Said Aunt.
"How many times Bi and Agatha sport bosen also in the room." I said laugh. "Jaudah Bi Agatha wants to iron the clothes first."
"Udah gausah Neng let Auntie later." Said Aunt preventing my hand.
"Let's Aunt scold Mama." I said smile and walked to the ironing room.
Actually I'm a little tough with this job. Because while in Korea I only accept being Sonya's brother as my manager who always prepares my needs not to mention the waiter at Grandpa's house.
But gapapalah once learning like this. Itung itung exercise to be a housewife.
"Heh Agatha here is a slippery iron that I want to pack into the party." Hana throws a blue sleeveless dress at me. I was shocked but I caught it quickly.
"How does it feel after making a school frenzy? You intend to let one school know if you move from an elite school in Korea." Sindir Hana looked at her hands under her chest while leaning against the wall.
"Not too. That's because you nukahin milk uniformed me if I don't I won't wear the uniform." I said I was busy ironing Hana's dress.
"Lo want to kill me? Huh yeah?" Sentak Hana did not accept. "Inget lo here is not who. Even Mama Papa hopes you do not return to Indonesia but because Grandpa with forced Papa nampung lo here." Hana's sharp sting certainly hurt my heart.
"It's over." I handed her the slippery dress. Hana just passed by.
Patience Agatha patience.
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