The Head Of The Class

28. Don't Like Him

After 4 hours of math class, the X-IPA I students immediately dropped out of the classroom and walked in droves to the cafeteria to recover their energy.

But not a few among them, who prefer to rest in class and nap. Because their heads feel almost broken, rather than the stomach of those who feel hungry.

"How's the first class our class president leads? An unforgettable experience, right?!" chirp Elma, walking beside Lian who was very walking along with Andre.

Lian looked at him. A girl who suddenly walked side by side with herself, and showed a pretentious and pretentious attitude.

Lian looked at him strangely, but Elma was not immediately sensitized and continued to cling to Lian. Even knowing they were almost in contact with each other, and that was enough to make Lian feel uncomfortable.

Andre who saw that, immediately moved Lian's position to be in his initial position while Andre stood in the middle of the two people.

Elma sequenced her forehead deeply, looking at Andre with a sharp look. But Andre pretended not to care and continued to be in that place while getting different gazes from the two people who were on his right and left side.

Lian was grateful, because Andre looked very sensitive and had helped him. For a friend who only got to know a few hours ago, maybe Andre is the type of person to rely on. And Lian was happy to be friends with such a person.

"Lo was standing here anyway, Ndre. I swear to you!" enraged Elma, trying to beautifully place Lian's side back.

But suddenly from the back, Vina was already standing at that spot first and made Elma's move only up to Lian's back.

"Lo can play no RGP games?" vina asked, enough to make Lian surprised because a girl knew such a game.

Vina who saw how Lian was expression, immediately chuckled amusedly and looked at Andre who was also laughing at Lian.

"Lo don't be surprised like that, An. Vina is a girl gamer. I lost if I fought him. Instead, I always ask him to be my ally if again playing together haha ..," chirped Andre, making Lian turn to him with a confused look.

"Lo sure? A girl like Vina can play RPG games? You didn't say anything wrong, did you?" lian asked, still looking confused and stupid.

Andre shook his head and they chatted excitedly about the game and asked Vina great while playing.

Then the three people forget the existence of Elma. And make the girl feel angry and upset because Andre who has disrupted his PDKT event on Lian. And Vina, who had already taken all of Lian's attention away from her.

Both of Elma's hands were clenched so tightly that they injured her palms because of the grip of her nails that managed to puncture into the surface of the skin, and made her hands bleed.

Greb ....

Both of Elma's hands were held firmly by someone. Making the owner of the hand who was surprised because of the sudden physical contact, turned his head and saw the class leader who looked angry at him.

Not the one who was angry because of Ellen's rude treatment. But Elma instead looked grasped and domineeringly scared when she saw her ugly facial expression.

"Why, Len?" ask Elma, tense.

"Look at your hand!" chirped Ellen, in a cold tone.

Both views of Elma immediately descended down and saw her two wrists that already had blood spots, even to the point of dirtying some of her nails.

"Ahk, pantesan I feel sore. There was an injury! Sorry, Len. I was so upset that I didn't know it was my hand. I swear, I didn't get into that. Don't be angry, will you? Sorry," great-grandson Elma, looking sad and guilty.

But he hurt himself. But why was she always so scared when Ellen found out about this side of her?

Ellen rubbed her short hair back violently.

"Hahhh. It's not time to apologize to me. Now let's go to the UKS for your hand medicine. Aih, already know that we will repeat two days. But you even broke your own hands? It's true, you're Elma!" ketus Ellen, looked at Elma with a look of horror while taking her away from that place.

Elma could only lower her head and continue to feel guilty. Although his hands were painful, but his heart was sick because of the actions of the 3 people was still more domineering.

"Don't worry about guys first. You know, our UTS value is more important." Ellen glanced sharply at Elma. "Gue does not want you to be beaten by your parents, because of bad grades. More importantly, don't disappoint them! Rather than chasing the uncertain for your future."

Ellen was still looking at him sharply. But every sentence that was thrown by him, had such a deep meaning for Elma.

No objection from his interlocutor. Elma just kept quiet, listened well and noticed every gesture of Ellen's face as she gave her a stern warning.

"Yes, I know. Sorry, Len." Elma further showed her head, and let Ellen take him away just like that.

***

"Andre's."

Andre turned his head, looking at the father who was standing at the mouth of the door of his room with a large tablet that showed a picture of a woman.

"It's you, right?" andra asked, showing a picture of Andre in the portrait entering Ellen's house with his friends.

Andre took the tablet from Andra's hand. Seeing her clearly photographed inside the large screen of the tablet.

"Don't tell me that Dad put some spies to follow me. Don't you?" Andre looked hard at the father. And vice versa.

Andra also looked at her son fiercely. "You know this girl?" tanyanya, pointing to a photo of a short-haired woman shoulder-length.

Andre nodded small. "That's the class president in my class, Dad. What was? You got a problem with him?" Andre smiled in anguish. "No way, right? She's just an orphan girl. It's not possible that Dad who has a strong influence in the business world, until he meets with him, right?!"

Andra was silent, making the frown on her son's forehead look very clear. "You know the true identity of this class president of yours?"

Andre racked his brain, remembering all the things his friends said about Ellen. "Which Andre knew, she was an orphan girl who lived in a big house because of her parents' abundant inheritance. And-maybe some scary connection in the world of education?"

Andre looks unsure. But it even invited a cynical smile from the father.

"Why? Don't make Andre curious and the value of UTS Andre's repetition is messy because of that. You can tell me why now, right?" ask Andre, a little pushy.

Andra nodded slowly. But the stern expression from the man, made Andre speechless.

"No. I can't tell you. But there's only one thing I ask of you, Ndre. Never-never-like same-girl-this!" andra said, as if full of emphasis.

Andra came out, without explaining anything to her son.

Andre frowned deeply. "What does that mean? Make people more curious!" pekiknya, looks annoyed and irritated.