The Blood of Cursed Beauty

Episode 7's

" A rotten carcass is hidden, one day it will be smelled also "

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" I didn't make a mistake, did I?! " Whisper.

I curled up from behind the closet that was deliberately placed in the corner of the wall, so that there was a small cavity that I had to make my hiding place when everyone mocked me.

I hugged my feet tightly, I pulled this face up and drowned myself in my arms, and continued to speak.

" I didn't make a mistake, did I?! ".

My anxiety is getting bigger and bigger. Not to mention all the people who kept calling my name after knowing what I was doing. I used to be punished by kindergarten teachers in this scheme because of Dinda, and now after going up first grade I'm doing the crime that I think is the most evil thing in the world, and the most shameful thing in the universe.

" Afika??!!!! son?!.. Come on where are you?!! " I exclaimed Bu Titi who knows where he is.

" I didn't make a mistake, did I?! " the whisper was again spoken in this little mouth.

During saying the same sentence every time, without me realizing I had been there for a very long time, maybe even almost 2 hours I was hiding from everyone. Finally, my hiding now becomes in vain, my fear has not disappeared, my body continues to tremble endlessly.

" Mother gulru. sepelrti Afika is behind this big thing?! " The voice of the boy I knew.

" Is it true to Inspiration??!! if so, please help the teacher push him, son?! " Saut Bu Titi is approaching.

" Sreeett...."

" Afika?!! " he hugged me, but I refused.

" Afika, dear boy?!! you?! what are you doing there, son?! You're okay what?! here here?! " His hand started pulling me.

" Afica.. Ms. teacher Afika why.hiks.. " Ilham's cry began to break.

" Hey, any boy can cry... " My guman is special for him.

I followed Ms. Titi to the point of stopping at her desk in this class, she sat down and confronted me to her, everyone kept looking at me with a strange look to me. Like that gaze expresses disgust, hatred, killing, and other spooky things.

Shame? .

Do I feel ashamed after stealing Snack Bu Titi?.

Verily from this heart, I am the same Skali has no shame in what I do, rather I do not feel what else. Like numbness!

That day Ms. Titi asked me a lot of questions, and I answered her honestly and without expression as Skali did, until the school day came. The bus that used to pick me up, apparently the whole child was afraid to approach me. They even talked about me during the way home from school.

My habit is to sit by the window, whoever picks it up I will immediately make him cry right then and there, so I sit there almost all the time.

Everyone read the travel safety letter the first time we went out the school gate. Yeah! everybody! Except me.

Short story.

" Why did you do it Afika!!!?? aren't you ashamed of everything you do?!! Huh uh?!! " The voice was blaring all over my house.

The cool atmosphere that I used to get after school, the safe atmosphere that I got after a tiring day, now I do not feel today.

The atmosphere of my return from school suddenly heated up when my mother opened the connecting notebook between the parents and the Guardians of the class.

In the book, everything is clearly and in detail, the number of Snacks I stole, the type of Snack, etc.

" Answer if mama asks?!!! " His impact while squeezing my arm firmly.

" Is that so wrong of me?! " i thought I'd get some scuffles.

" Afika??!!!! answer son!! Answer it!! " Mama shook my body.

Wanting to immediately let go of all this, I subconsciously looked into my Mama's eyes with emotion. Even Mama was shocked by my sass that day.

" !? " Mama looked up at me looking at her with emotion.

" Afika? Ye?.. You're not the Afika you know.. " The first sentence after seeing me was looking at him with a look of emotion.

" Afika.. Afika doesn't like it either...Afika also hates.. Afika was angry too.... Afica.. Afica.... Oh!!!!! " My gumans are getting higher.

" Sir!!!!! " One slap landed on my face.

" ... " My face follows the direction of his slap.

My emotions are rising, my chest is getting claustrophobic, my mind is getting messed up, my eyes seem to want to get out.

" Armggg!!!!!! " I'm yelling annoyed.

" Afika you why son?? " The voice was shaking slowly.

" Afika doesn't know...Afika hate.. Afika angry... Afika doesn't like it... Afika angry... Afika angry... Afika angry!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! " My emotions overflow in the final sentence.

" Afika HATES!!! I HATE THEM ALL!! THEY LIKE AFIKA IF AFIKA WANTS TO BRING FOOD FOR THEM! AFIKA WAS ANGRY, ANGRY, VERY ANGRY!!, WHY DID EVERYONE NOT LIKE AFIKA!! WHEN AFIKA IS SILENT AND DEFEATED AFIKA REMAINS IN THE TREATMENT OF SUCH A THING!! THEN AFTER AFIKA TRIED TO MAKE A MISTAKE AND DID IT AFIKA!??..... " I can't stand the emotion anymore, my hands clenched tightly, my body shaking from over-retaining emotions.

" APRIKA!!.....AFIKA!!.... All of them!... Arrgg!!!!!..... " I ruffled my horse until it escaped.

Like a man of disobedience, for the first time I was angry in the presence of the person I loved the most. I grumbled in an inappropriate tone in front of my parents. But it was all a result of what I was trying to endure on the day that tested me at all times.

" who?? who has done evil to Afika?? who's kid??? who's who?? " Mama's voice is more vibrating than ever.

He kept asking along with his two hands defending me originally.

" Everything!! Afika is infuriated by everything!! That day .... " Storytelling.

Afika's previous storyline.

" That day Afika was playing with one of Afika's classmates... " My words then reflected on what happened that day.

" Heh?!! Don't play on the table!!! comeondown!! I will report you to the principal!!! let's know the taste!!! " The voice snapped out of my class Kaka while pulling me in a forced manner.

" why??? Ms. Titi said it was okay if the window was closed, she said our age, any age of expression.. " Say me softly in fear.

" It still can't!!! " He pushed me to the ground to hit the table.

That day behind me who hit the table has turned blue, mama who saw it while bathing me, even mama ever asked but when asked why? I turned the topic around with a lie full of laughter. At that time I was afraid that my mother would scold me as well so I tried to keep it a secret.

Then on the day that we made a picture frame from a used Cardboard, at that time I got praise from Bu Titi and others because my decoration was very good, he said, very artist-spirited.

" Wahh .. Afika... has Afika very good.... can Afika give it to mom later?? " said Ms. Titi who was amazed by the decoration of my painting on the frame.

After hearing Bu Titi praise me, suddenly some curious friends finally came to see the results of my work on the recycled frame. Everyone was amazed by my hand, and it was glad they finally asked me to teach them all how to paint.

" Afika?? Is like this heheh "Tanya Lutfi to me while chuckling.

" Yes!! Lutfi is very clever!! hehe "I answered enthusiastically.

As a result, after teaching them all, Ms. Titi asked us to tame our frames all in the sun, The atmosphere felt so comfortable like a day at the end of spring.

" So, everybody in class!! " Say Ma'am Titi with passion.

" Yoooo!!!! " The choir we all.

" Mrs Titi. the queen wants to put this down first... " She said then ran to the look we all dried our work.

I saw the Queen and the Princess running towards the frame I was in and putting their frame there. But I don't know why they would put him near me.

" Don't they hate me??? " Belatin.

I ignored him because I thought they had changed their opinion about me. Until the next day, where everyone was happy to take the results of his work because last night it did not rain the same Skali, so we are very sure that the frame has dried up.

" This is the frame!!! " I exclaimed Bu Titi wiggling a stack of frames in his hand.

" Lutfi!!!.....Inspiration!!!....Joseph!!!... Irman!!! ... "start our names on the dial one by one.

All the names in the carcass have been divided except mine, I asked Ms Titi if there were none? he replied that he was not left on his desk.

Hearing Ms. Titi's reply, I hurriedly ran to where we had all sown it there. My body where Lutfi placed it, I was made sad with a small view on the rocks.

My frame, just arrived? all decorations? the decoration I made that day? All of it is gone! lost by something.

The shape of the frame is not torn as much as the scale just that he suddenly got wet on a hot day of the sun.

You see it with great disappointment, but cannot accuse the perpetrator recklessly. I finally hid my wounds and returned excitedly to class. When she returned, Lady Titi asked me, but I replied with a smile and said.

" Hehe had Afika like a stone accidentally so damaged deh hehehe. sorry well Bu hehehh. " I chuckled.

" Yeahh dear Skali. whereas having Afika is very good.. " The weak voice of Lutfi.

" Iyah . I was hoping that our photos could all be on your frame... " Another lead Irman with sad mimicry.

" Hehehe... time anyway?. later we make a big one but together.. okay!!??^______________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________.

" Okehdeh!!!! " Their chorus.

" Haha... " Laugh together.

It was the second time I got ill treatment in the scheme, although trivial but for the size of a small child like us it was very imprinted on the chest until now, considering my mentality that continues to be tested every day.

The next bad treatment, the Queen and the Princess and others invited me to pray together at the school mosque, and it was true that we were on the same prayer staff.

The queen and the others were suddenly kind to me, for some reason but it seemed like they had changed, and it made me feel good.

We all ended up praying at the school mosque, but the Queen and Princess made a small smile at me.

" Afika?? Did you see the body of the teacher?? " The Queen's Whisper in the middle of the prayer movement.

Viewing target objects.

" why? " Reply whispered while stealing the view from looking at the bottom point and the Queen's object point.

" The body is big!! if you jump, this building could collapse!! " continue the Queen's sentence.

The contact made the three of us chuckle so one of our supervisory teachers clucked behind us.

" Ssttt..." Timbal Princess.

The incident continued until the prayer was over, even when the Queen prostrate had turned her face to me while reverberating other strange things. When the prayer was over, Master who had rebuked us several times, now told us to repeat the prayer more seriously.

Wasn't it!.. Not us! but I'm just one! While them? they quickly dodged it after I negotiated their previous treatment.

I don't want to have to repeat it. After the time of prayer to take food in the skolah, all classes that have finished the prayer first will line up neatly to queue up to take food. The menu looks good!!

When I had taken my part, I slowly held my plate with both hands, and the eyes that kept looking at the contents of the plate kept watch to keep from falling down while walking to class.

We all ate in front of the class, or rather on the porch of our class. I put my plate near the Wall so as not to be stepped on by one of my friends, then ran into the classroom to fill my drinking bottle water.

But when I was filling the water, I suddenly heard the sound of screams and cries from outside the classroom and the sound of a loud plate in the ear.

" Prang!!!.. Uhh!! Huhuhuh... " The voice I heard.

Hearing that I ran away from my water bottle, and out of concern who was crying I checked it out until I was shocked myself.

I saw Dinda's feet bleeding with fragments of broken plates around her feet. That plate is exactly the same as the plate I put down.

" Whose plate is this??? " Ask one of the panicked teachers.

Without a second thought I raised my hand in doubt.

" Why are you so careless to put my plate here!!! " The impact was on me.

" A-afika.

" Your own skarang cleaned it, take a fun and then clean it well !!! You brat!! " Sadistic words come out of the mouth that are considered noble by parents.

The hijab-wearing woman was apparently not entirely like an angel, she was capable of turning into a demon when faced with me.

After getting a snapshot, suddenly Lutfi's voice sounded from inside the classroom.

" hey!!! Whose bottled water is this!?? it was full already!!! " The voice made us all aware.

" Athaghfirullah!! it was mine "You patted my eel and then ran into the classroom until I arrived in front of the dispenser I slipped from the pool of water that soaked the classroom floor.

Again Master had entered and saw the incident that hit me, I who was holding back the pain in my butt due to a falling sitting, and, I slowly grabbed my bottle and closed the tap.

" Afika are you okay???!! " Lutfi panicked and helped me.

" Hehe.. It's okay, but my ass hurts!! " My words endured the pain while smiling heavily.

" Why are you causing trouble again!!! are you tired of being so silent that you want to be punished???!!! Now you mop all that by yourself and quickly clean up the shards earlier!!!! " That impact again just collapsed in the air of my class.

" I-iyah "Split down sad.

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Fate is not good.