The God of Heras and Herjules

Race

"The...! Teengg...! Teengg...!" there are resting bells ringing.

Sinta immediately put her books into the bag.

"Sin, you haven't been to the cafeteria lately. Where are you going during your break?" ask Dita.

"I went to Indra's class" replied Sinta.

"To her class Indra? What are you doing there?"

"Learn to paint."

"Learning painting? Who taught you?"

"Indra's."

"Indra's?! Indra taught you to paint?!" tanya Dita was surprised.

"Yes." Yeah."

"Couldn't you? How's story?"

"I'll tell you next time. Now I have to get to Indra's class" said Sinta, then move out of class.

"Sir, Sinta. Where are you going?!" dando shouted as Sinta was walking down the corridor.

"You go to Indra's class."

"You're learning to paint, huh?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Dando can come?"

"Can,"

"Ashiiiik.."

They walked towards Indra's private class.

Sinta knocked on the door first before entering Indra's class.

"Love, you continue with your painting yesterday" Indra ordered.

"Yes. Just a little more. Maybe today is over" Sinta said.

"Tumben your sister's coming, '" cynical Indra.

"I'm not his sister!" shangkal Dando ketus's.

"You always call Sinta brother, don't you?"

"But I'm not his sister. I'm his best friend" Dando argued again.

"Love, is he really your best friend?" tanya Indra made sure.

"Yes, right."

"But, it seems like your relationship is more than your best friend. You guys seem to always be together. In fact, you are different types," said Indra.

"That's because our relationship is already like a sister's brother," replied Sinta.

'A.. sister? I'm just considered a sister?' ask Dando in your heart. Hearing Sinta's confession, Dando's heart felt broken.

Sinta has already started painting. However, he was unable to concentrate under the guard of Indra and Dando.

"Sorry, can you leave me alone? I get nervous when I see you guys," said Sinta.

"Sure," replied Indra.

Indra and Dando left the classroom.

"Dando, can we talk for a second?" ask Indra.

"What a coincidence. I want to talk to you too."

"What do you want to talk about?" ask Indra.

"You go first" Dando ordered.

"I know you're just pretending to be a kid. Do you have a plan behind your cipher?"

"It's none of your business?"

"Love is my student. I'm also in charge of him."

"Then I don't want to be frank, what do you want?"

"He.he... I can tell Sinta that you're just cracking" Indra threatened.

"You're threatening me?"

"This is for Sinta's future. I don't want Sinta's future to be disrupted because it's close to a con artist like you."

"I'm not a fraud!" furious Dando.

Indra's words made him want to beat him to a pulp.

"If not a fraud, then what?"

"Whatever you say. I don't have time to argue with you."

"That means you're ready to take the risk?"

"You want to tell Sinta about my acting?" guess Dando. "Please. But you also have to remember. Your father's company depends heavily on my father's company. If you dare to tell Sinta, I will ask my father to break up the cooperation with your father's company" continued Dando.

Dando's words made Indra unable to open her mouth.

"alright. We compete sportively. We see, which of us managed to lure Sinta," said Indra.

"I won't let Sinta belong to a playboy like you,"

"You don't just talk!" Dando's words make Indra ride apitam.

"I don't just talk. I know you're changing partners a lot."

"Where do you know?"

Indra's hands clenched. I want it to feel like he's knocking Dando's teeth out with his fists. However, Indra tried her hardest to hold back. It is fatal as a result if he deals with the businessman's son.

"Now it's your turn. What did you want to talk about?"

"I was going to talk like you talked about" said Dando, then walked away.

"Wait!" yell Indra.

Dando stopped his steps. He turned his body towards Indra.

"What else is it?"

"Our business is not finished yet."

"Didn't we just agree to get Sinta's love sportively?"

"Not that. I can't accept you calling me a playboy."

"What kind of place do you want?"

"We duel," challenge Indra.

"Well if that's what you want."

'He doesn't know who I am yet, ' Dando's inner self. 'I have martial skills. He won't be able to beat me.'

Dando put up the horses. Indra took a plan to attack. He doesn't care about the risk if he hurts Dando. That's business later. He could not stand the irritation in his chest because he was called a playboy.

Indra punched Dando in the face. Dando retreated backwards one step. Indra's punch did not hit the target. Indra again attacked blindly using punches and kicks that can be easily fended off and avoided by Dando.

"What are you guys doing?!" shout Sinta.

Indra stopped his attack. Breath snorted.

"We're practicing martial arts" Indra lied.

Indra did not want Sinta to know that he was fighting with Dando. It will make a bad impression on him as a teacher painting private Sinta.

"Why are you training here?"

"Just to fill the break time rather than dumbbells. You finished painting it?"

"Already from earlier. That's why I'm looking for you."

"Let's go to class" Indra asked.

They're back in class. Indra observes Sinta's painting.

"How, In? Is it similar to your painting?"

"It's almost similar. You can use color."

"Thank you. This is all thanks to your help," said Sinta.

"Sin, there will be a district-level painting competition. You can take that race."

"Oh, huh?"

"Yes. So, starting tomorrow, you have to study hard."

"I'm ready to teach Sinta's sister" Dando said.

"Please help me, yes, Dan," said Sinta.

"So, don't worry. Sinta can definitely win that race," said Dando encouragingly.

"I'll also help teach you how to paint" Indra said.

"Yes. I'm glad you're still helping me."

"Dando will always help Sinta's sister until anytime," said Dando as he hugged Sinta from behind.

"Dando, don't play hugging, dong," said Sinta.

"So Sinta doesn't like Dando hugging?"

"It's not. Sinta's just embarrassed if anyone sees."

"Dando, you don't bother Sinta" Indra said.

"Who is disturbing? Dando just wants to give me some spirit."

"Yes. But, don't wear all hugs."

"Huh, you must be just jealous of our closeness."

"Heh," Indra grinned. "For what envy to see the closeness between brothers?"

"If you're not jealous, why cynical?"

"Easy-after. When do you want to keep fighting?" lerai Sinta's. "You guys are acting like kids, you know?"

The atmosphere became frozen.

"Oh, yeah. Does the painting race have a prize?" tanya Sinta made the atmosphere melt back.

"There was. The winner of the race will get cash of twenty-five million rupiah. In addition, the winner of the race will have the opportunity to participate in the provincial level race," explained Indra.

"Well, the provincial race must be the bigger prize" said Sinta.

"definitely. You better sign up soon."

"Where is the registration?"

"In the corporate space."

"Dando, let's accompany me to sign up," Sinta asked.

"Come on."

"In, I list the race first, yes," said Sinta.

"Yes." Yeah."

Sinta and Dando rushed towards the administrative room to register for the race.