The Lovely One's

Chapter 2: The Pain

Starla stretches her stiff muscles; her Monday lessons shut down everything from accounting, sociology, geography, to math. It seemed that his lunch could not make his power go up.

Which makes the lesson schedule like taking revenge on his class, even though the lesson schedule on Wednesday seems messy; after a break even sports hours, who wants to exercise during the day? Because of these problems, they have to replace it to 6 am for exercise.

"You together?" ask Luna.

Starla nodded.

Luna scratched the back of her neck nervously. "But just up the gate, huh? I have an appointment with you, brother... Rendy." she lowered her voice when she mentioned Rendy's name.

An instant wide grin appeared on Starla's face. "It's nice not to eat your own words, Luna?" goda.

"Oh, shut up," the embarrassed Luna could not reply appropriately.

Starla gave a small laugh, then she got up and out of her class followed by Luna and Gea who were busy typing something on her phone.

Gea stopped right in front of the class. "I'm sorry, I have a promise with Brother Ferdian." he regretted.

"Oh," Starla nodded in understanding, after which Gea went towards the Ferdian class while humming. There was a speck of envy in his heart seeing Gea who was so happy about meeting Ferdian. He immediately threw away those feelings by asking. "Come on Luna."

Luna gave a small nod but, when they were about to step up, the heavy voice behind stopped the two of them.

"Luna."

Luna and Starla automatically turned their heads, behind them was a young man wearing a volleyball club jacket.

"Sister Rendy!?" Luna is surprised to see Rendy here when they promise to meet at the school gate. "Why come here?" tanyakanya.

"I had a volleyball meeting on the court, so just go to your class, '" Rendy explained as she scratched the back of her neck, nervous.

Starla laughs at Rendy's nonsensical remarks; where there might be a club meeting let alone an hour's school bell yet to pass, even if there is certain he was told to attend as well. Since when is the meeting on the ground? He thinks Rendy's cool young man turns out when faced with a woman his cool side is gone.

Even so sweet was also watching Rendy's feelings for Luna in her eyes, and Starla was sure the next few days, she could see herself being treated by Luna. Taxes are the story.

Starla can't wait to see that. Who is not happy to get free food?

"Oh," with her song Luna believing Rendy's reason, she glanced at Starla, after getting a nod from her friend, she muttered. "I'm sorry." and went with Rendy out of school together.

Starla waved her hands cheerfully, after they left, she also stepped again, her steps so carefree, thinking of getting free food.

Free food.

Last week he was bought by Gea eating at a restaurant. He thought because this was Luna, maybe he would be treated to their subscription meatballs. So if he is?

Starla looked down at her footsteps.

Where will he treat Luna and Gea? When's? The man who likes him does not exist, how can he treat them.

Starla smiled bitterly, she felt like a wasted person by her friends. He knew sooner or later Luna and Gea had an interest in the opposite sex and he had no right to be jealous. However, no matter how strong his brain thought it was, the feeling of envy in his heart was unable to lie.

Starla is envious of her friends who have found her love, she also wants to feel it; loved, looked at with tenderness like Rendy to Luna as if we were the most important people to them, she said, doing activities together like Gea and Ferdian. He wants to feel all that.

I don't know when he has to be alone like this, which makes him sometimes agree to be called the Princess because maybe only the Prince who will be interested in him is not an ordinary man.

Then she might just get her first kiss after school.

'Luckily I am.' Starla said in her heart.

Starla walked lethargic through the sports field, in the middle of her steps, not sparing her cough. "Good, single and sick. So much fun today, Starla." lamented slowly so as not to be mistaken for a strange girl who likes to talk to herself.

"Say the new boy is handsome."

Starla paused to hear the word 'new child', she did not intend to eavesdrop just a little curious about the new child that Gea was talking about. In order not to look suspicious, he plays his phone.

"And he said he was quite fluent in Indonesian as well" said another girl.

"Really?" said the first girl. "I doubt he's actually from Japan."

"Who cares. He's handsome, right? Add a list of upperclassmen that can be glimpsed. Brother Rendy and Brother Ferdian are already off the list because they look to date with our next-class kid."

After saying that, the two girls left with flirtatious laughs.

Starla rolled her eyeballs; why would she also have to spend time hearing gossip like this? Hearing the opinions of women will not be far from handsome, sexy, and smart. He also saw from there, she was also an ordinary girl.

Although Starla has yet to meet the new student, she already feels sympathy because she knows how messy the student here is after seeing the handsome student.

Starla continues her footsteps, wanting to return home soon and sketch out the comic she's been doing secretly; her spirit rises to remember her hobby until she finally reaches outside the school gates, in the parking area as usual there was already Arthur waiting patiently outside the car.

Starla approaches. "We went to the pharmacy first, Arthur" he said.

Arthur opens the car door for Starla. "What's? Miss sick!?" he was panicked and anxious.

"Just cough lightly" Starla said briefly, then got into the car followed by Arthur.

"Is that so? How about we go to the doctor, Miss." Arthur suggested.

Starla rolls her eyeballs; she is touched Arthur cares so much for her only sometimes the caring is as excessive as it is today. "I just cough not sick" he said. "We went to the pharmacy. Point."

Arthur did not argue and ran his car.

Starla on the other hand looked blankly out the window.

***

Although both her parents prepared a personal Doctor for her, Starla still chose to go buy medicine at the pharmacy, in addition to a little troublesome calling the Doctor, she also wanted to take a look at the city scenery for a while, he chose a pharmacy close to his school.

Starla immediately exits after Arthur parks the car in front of the pharmacy. His eyes glanced at the large glass cabinet that contained medicines inside.

"Can I help you?" ask one of the officers.

"Um," Starla was still confused whether she should buy one box or several sheets of mask, the cough was mild but who knows tomorrow, right? As Gea said: do not be selfish, follow the ethics of coughing. An umbrella before the rain. "I'd like to order one box mask, yeah."

"In a moment, yeah."

While waiting, Starla took out the wallet from her bag, unfortunately her hand slipped as she coughed again making her wallet fall to the ground. "Ck," he screeched a little, and leaned over to pick it up while the other hand covered his lips with a tissue, before he could grab it, one hand had already taken his purse. "Ah," he held up his body to see who would take his wallet.

A pitch-black haired man with a pair of gray eyes held out a pink wallet to Starla. "Here, Miss."

Starla for a moment did not move, she was fascinated by the man's pair of gray eyes, unexpectedly so beautiful, that she was, he has never seen a person who has gray eyes because in Indonesia tends to have black and brown eyes; what is a mole under his left eye? Surprising that look cute to him? He only regained consciousness from the daydream after the man cleared his throat twice. "Oh, thank you" he said shyly; he was sure the man was uncomfortable being stared at by him.

The mysterious man did not answer just a small nod, returning focus to the attendant who was busy looking for Starla's order.

Starla patted her forehead, inexhaustible with the incident just now; she did not expect to have done any disrespect to look at the foreign man just because of the eyes. Nevertheless, he was still a little curious, he secretly glanced at his helper man through the gap of his eyelashes.

Starla was not sure if the man was the same age or older because she could not clearly see his face because it was covered in a black mask, the man also wore a plain dark blue jacket that did not signify the logo of any school or university, he could see a white collar sticking out of his jacket but wearing a white collar not only schoolchildren could also be workers.

Looking from the height is also not very helpful, indeed the height of the mysterious man is more or less the same as Rendy, still unable to deduce the problem as easily as that, it is, the development of the body is complicated and he is not a doctor.

Starla could only conclude that the man was likely a tourist, possibly from Europe? Given the data he learned that the owners of gray eyes were mostly from Europe. And also the man in front of him is not a new child who is being warmly discussed.

"Sorry, the mask's up, De."

Starla surprised. "Oh so, it's okay, thank you," he muttered disappointedly, meaning he had to go to another pharmacy, inevitably had to, he couldn't possibly just rely on a tissue. He immediately put his wallet again in his bag while exhaling a disappointed breath.

"Here."

"Eh?" Starla was a little surprised to see a pair of hands holding out three masks to her, and her eyes widened knowing the person offering it was the man who had picked up her purse.

"For you" said the man again.

"Are you sure?" starla asked, still not accepting it.

"Sure," said the man again, his voice this time sounded softer as if trying to convince him that it was sincerely given.

Starla accepted it with pleasure. "Thank you so much!" he exclaimed cheerfully; this way he could go home quickly and continue drawing.

The man laughed a little.

Starla was embarrassed to have overreacted just because of the three masks, although it was a little fun to hear her helper laugh and that was why too.

The man stopped laughing after the officer gave him a piece of five thousand and five hundred rupiah, he accepted it and turned away.

As Starla leaves the pharmacy, she glances slightly at where the man is going, a little surprised that the man is taking a public bus alone, perhaps wrongly guessed if the man is a tourist? Maybe you've been living here a long time? Whatever it was, he was grateful to be able to go home sooner to work on his comics.

***

Starla threw her body into her bedroom bed after taking a bath, for a moment she let out a long breath which soon followed by a small cough, she groaned slowly feeling her throat getting sore and her head started to dizzy.

'Today feels heavy.'

Starla tilted her body, she curled up like a baby under her thick pink blanket.

Go to school, go home, draw, go to school, go home, draw.

Is it until graduating school remains like that - that's just the activity? He started to feel bored, he was a teenager, who had a lot of high curiosity, he should not be at home. Who is playing outside with? He has no one, his friends are engrossed in their own world.

Starla has a hobby, not that she is always comfortable with her hobby, she has finished drawing rough sketches of her comics but, there is no satisfaction at all because of the extent to which she makes it, no matter how far she makes it, he would never publish his comic.

How can he send his comics to a publisher if his father doesn't allow it? Indeed, not directly his father said to refuse to support him, only once his father found his comic, which ended up making his guts disappear.

"Ugh," said Starla, he was here dizzy thinking about the future, while his friends were having fun.

The future is thought later, the first he must devise a plan in order to go to school by bus with his friends.

"Hm," Starla thought hard how to make Arthur unable to take her to school, the servant woke up early in the morning when she was asleep, so should she set the alarm early? But what time? During this time he did not pay attention to Arthur's wake schedule, he is not the type who likes to remember his servant's work schedule. "It's impossible" he lamented. He couldn't do that except force Arthur. "Hm," his brain flashed an idea. "I can try to deflate the tires of the car." he murmured.

However, again his idea is deadlocked knowing if he should know when Arthur fell asleep and he had to face the housekeeper.

Why is the garage separated from the house?

Starla feels both her parents are planning this considering her foster sister Denis likes to secretly pick up the bike in their old home. After moving house, it seems that both parents learned from Denis ingenuity by separating the garage to make the door face to face with his home security post so that Denis does not secretly go out the night without permission.

"Geez-neck." Starla coughed again; this cough did not help her at all"Oh!" another idea came up, this time quite convincing. He immediately ran out his bedroom window and sighed in disappointment. "My room's on the third floor." Failed again.

Starla feels the idea this time convincing only in the down part of the window is impossible, the condition is not healthy, and must wear what he down? Cain? How many do you need? The waiter will be suspicious of her. The hairs? "I'm not Rapunzel." he murmured.

Thinks.

Thinks.

Thinking—

"Aah!" after a long time, another idea came up, and this time it completely fit into his plan. The probability of success is also much greater. "Genius Starla strike again." he praised himself.

He can't wait for tomorrow.

"But before..."