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Chapters 3. Ruckus

The awkward feeling made Arslan took the initiative to invite Annisa to see their class. They walked while enjoying the atmosphere of school, and also talked about their respective person. And when they arrived near the class they were in, they both heard the commotion. Soon Arslan and Annisa headed towards the crowd that was the scene of the commotion. Exactly the commotion was happening in front of their class.

"So you two won't apologize for ruining my search?". Ask a male student, with a fairly tall stature of about 160 centimeters, and a face that is quite fierce in his age. Arslan knew the man, he was a 3rd grader, had often been troublemaking as well in Arslan's previous life.

Arslan who saw it just sighed softly. "so, this incident did not change.". Arslan murmured when he saw the incident in front of his eyes.

Seen 2 male students who bowed, and seemed to be afraid of the person in front of him.

" but brother, we accidentally dropped my sister's bike. Also the sister's bike was not damaged, just a scuff.". said one of the 2 students who bowed afraid of it.

"Oh! So if my bike is just a scuff, you don't want to compensate for that?"

"didn't we give you money for the restitution, did we?"

"you think 10k is enough? I need 50k!!! My bike is expensive! It's not like your bikes are blind!"

Arslan and Annisa, who had seen the commotion earlier, became restless. Especially Annisa who seemed afraid to see the quarrel. Arslan, who saw Annisa bowed and only slightly stole a glance at the commotion, tried to calm Annisa down.

"nis, are you gapapa?"

Anis looked up, looking towards Arslan.

"gapapa. I'm just not comfortable"

Arslan who heard that only smiled wryly. He did not think the real jolly Annisa had a side of fear because of the incident that Arslan said was trivial.

"do you want me to help them both?". Arslan's question immediately made Annisa surprised.

"you want to help them? No, mending don't interfere in their affairs. I don't want you to get in trouble with your upperclassmen because you're meddling in the Bengal business…". Annisa is worried about Arslan's actions. So worried Annisa held Arslan's hand without him knowing.

Arslan can only smile at the behavior of Annisa who thinks adorable. Immediately he patted Annisa's head slowly, trying to calm her down.

"She, you just wait here". After rubbing and scrambling Anis' hair a little, Arslan rushed towards the 3 people who were making a riot. Arslan's behavior towards him made him even more blushful. His anxiety was increased, he did not want Arslan exposed maslaah on his first day in Junior High School.

The three of them looked at each other, confusion running through them as Arslan walked closer to the three of them.

"what's up? You who?". Ask that bad guy.

"i'm their classmate, and isn't it coming to class soon? Brother is making an unnecessary fuss here." Arslan said.

"clammy? Where is the storm? I'm just asking for damages to them. And what is this? You want to be a hero in broad daylight?"

"sorry if I'm bothering you. But like I heard back there, haven't they paid the damages?"

That fierce guy just smiled cynically. "yes, you're right. And you also heard that their compensation is lacking?". Said the guy who was trying to put pressure on Arslan.

"so, if they pay the rest, will you not continue this debate again?"

"yes, of course. I'll forget about this." Said ketus.

The two men were half surprised to hear Arslan's words. How could he talk so quietly without first talking to them. Plus, they already had no money to give to that upperclassman. But they just kept quiet without a word, not wanting to add more problems that would make them get into trouble with the upperclassmen.

Arslan reached into his pocket, took 4 pieces of money 10thousand and stuck it in front of the fierce guy.

"this, take. And get out of here…". Arslan's attitude also made the surrounding students flabbergasted. For a child in 1st grade Junior High, carrying such money is enough to make them think Arslan is the son of a rich man, but actually not. It was the result of Arslan's savings that he collected every Eid al-Fitr when visiting his relatives. Arslan still clearly remembers where he kept his savings at home.

"well, there's a rich kid here". The fierce guy immediately snatched the money given by Arslan, and kept it in his breast pocket. "okay this matter is over, but…". The fierce guy was approaching towards Arslan up to only half a meter away from them at the moment. "my name is Deren Aria Sumarja. What's yourname?"

"Arslan's Lay". Answer arslan in a flat tone.

"good, you have the guts. Meet me after school in the back yard of this school, Arslan's underclassman…". Said the guy named deren. He left with a happy laugh, that it seemed like he was going to get a new toy.

Arslan only looked at Deren who was walking away regardless of the look of disgust from all the 1st graders who saw Deren at that time. What Deren does not know, Arslan also smiled cunningly as if he would get the jackpot today.