The Secret With Bad Boy

Challenging the fear

“Contact father dear. Kinan loves dad. Take good care of me... Kinan will wait for Dad to come home. I love you dad!!!!” those words that Kinanti kept calling out when she saw the car her father was driving away continued the journey.

After moving away, Lukman's cries broke. He looked at the princess's face from his side view. Kinanti who jumped up and down while shouting waved at him, making Lukman's feelings even more shattered.

“Huhuhuhu...” middle-aged man was not reluctant to cry as it was. The tightness that he had been holding back was now poured out. Her tears she rubbed violently as they blocked her eyes and made the streets barely visible to her aging eyes.

But he had no strength to stop the crying as if he was reluctant to stop.

Today, unbeknownst to Kinanti, Lukman is trying to recover. He will begin his treatment plan starting with his first chemotherapy. Berdo’a course hopefully he is strong enough to survive and go home in good health so that he can reunite with Kinanti, his favorite daughter.

After Lukman's car was no longer visible, Kinanti pegged for a while. Honestly, there was a feeling that stuck in his heart because he saw the change in Lukman's attitude these days. The man was more silent, often staring fixedly at Kinanti's face and very rarely dodged her. I don't know what Lukman is facing right now until Kinanti sees that his father's burden may be getting bigger.

“Wait a minute dad, wait for Kinan in a minute. After Kinan matures and works, father does not need to work hard like this anymore,” muttered Kinanti while tightening his hand grip on the circular bag strap on his left and right arm.

His determination is so unanimous that he will be more excited again in achieving his goals.

“Morning,” greet someone who whispers in Kinanti's ear.

“Gosh!” Kinanti immediately turned around as she slid her shoulders away. The voice of a man was too startling that he was daydreaming looking at the direction of the passing of Lukman.

“Sorry, I ngagetin ya?” that man is Demian.

“Iyaa, fortunately I did not suddenly kick,” timpal Kinanti while screeched annoyed.

“Hehehehe .. sorry. You're so fucking excited. Whose drugs are the same?” Demian also watched the direction of the car that drove Kinanti.

“Myah. He was out of town for about a week. So yes it was drugs first.” Kinanti.

“May cepet go home,”

“Still.” Kinanti smiled slightly at her classmate.

“By the way, I have something for you.”

“Oh yes? What?” Kinanti looks curious.

Demian twisted his bag and took out something from inside his bag.

“Nih.” He thrust a piece of paper at Kinanti.

Kinanti took over it and read it for a while. “Olympic registration form?” kinanti's eyes instantly rounded perfectly.

“Iyaa. Mr. Jack and the other teachers have seen your essay and the results of your practicum some time ago. They said they believed that you could follow the Olympics. So, fill it up and hand it over to Mr. Jack this afternoon. Okay?” urai Demian was full of spirit. It's nice to finally have a partner like Kinanti.

“Yeah.n.. I thought I should take the test first but it turns out Mr. Jack and the school trust me.” Kinanti stared at the form with haru.

“It is, you are a talented and intelligent student. Mr. Jack is great in assessing the ability of his students.”

“Oh yes?” Kinanti looked at Demian questioningly.

“Hem.” The teenager was convinced.

They walked side by side to the classroom while discussing the matter of the Olympics. It turns out that there are many things that I have to prepare from now on.

In his class, Kinanti was filling out an Olympic form. He read one by one a list of fillings and filled them neatly. He was so enthusiastic that the enthusiasm of the Kinanti felt disturbing to someone. Who else if not Frea.

“Sret!” with one move, Frea snatched the formular out of Kinanti's hands.

“Olympic registration form. Hahahahaha..emang lo can?” ledek Frea while mentoyor the head of Kinanti.

“Jeez Frea, please return it. I don't have time to mess around.”

Kinanti immediately stood up to offset the height of Frea. He tried to take it but Frea's hands were too agile to work on it.

Unfortunately, Kinanti did not give up. This time he was determined to fight this ever-vague girl. As Kala said that occasionally he must show that he cannot be denigrated.

“Emang who messes with you, my males! This is me seriously, can you brain this stupid lo follow the Olympics?” again Frea shook Kinanti's head violently, until her face turned and her hair was a mess.

“Frea, don't be reckless. You did something inappropriate!” Demian was hooked and tried to defend Kinanti.

“A fast? Who doesn't deserve it, I what lo?” Frea stared back at Demian and smiled cynically at the teenager.

“Not the more inappropriate child actor yes, is in this school? You are not ashamed of being born to a woman who humbled herself to make her bokapnya Kala?” frea's thin lips were so lightly spoken that the attention of her classmates turned to look at Demian.

Demian's face turned crimson upon hearing Frea insult her mother. His hands were clenched, but he couldn't do anything.

“BRAK!!” in addition to that punch Demian then hit on the table. The students were stunned, as well as Kinanti. He looked at Demian's hand that was still on the table and clenched firmly showing the tensed veins of his hand holding in fury. He could imagine how much anger Demian had on the girl before him.

If Frea wasn't a woman, Demian might have beaten her to death.

“Frea, please stop. You have spoken a lot that is not polite.” Kinanti tried to break up. He also tried to take the paper in Frea's hand but again quickly Frea wagged it.

“Wah y'all two very suitable losers. So harmonious. Poor girl and son of a perakor. Hahahaha.. a couple equally despicable.” Frea laughed crisply as well as with her genk friends.

“Go Demian, don't respond to it,” said Kinanti. He did not want any more commotion in this class.

“What's up? How to get together?” Riko just came with Kala, replying to every student's gaze that was fixed on Kinanti and Demian. But no one dared to answer.

"Why did you see me?" frea asked as Riko looked at him suspiciously.

"Because you're usually the one who's the ringleader." Riko smiled cynically.

“Dih, haphazard. I didn't do anything. I just want to tell this village girl if she doesn't have to support the Olympics. Rivals are heavy all, the village brain he will not be strong nandingin brain-brain brilliant here. So let him not be disappointed, mending me ripped the paper. Disappointed it hurts tsaayyy..” Ledek Frea while smiling softly at Kinanti.

Frea's clawed fingers were already preparing to tear the form in her hands but Kinanti quickly held it off.

“Do not tear before you can prove that your brain is more brilliant than me,” said Kinanti gave Frea a challenge.

“Oh, you abstain me?” Frea barked back. He shook his hand which was held by Kinanti.

“Yes, I challenge you!"

"You don't just dare to bribe and belittle others. We're trying to prove it. We fight our abilities. If you win, you can rip my form but if you lose, you have to be a cheerleader to cheer me on Demian. How?”

Out of nowhere comes Kinanti's courage to challenge Frea. Maybe from a teenager who smiled amusedly to see the pretentious behavior of Kinanti looks brave even though her hands tremble. Yes, he is Kala. The teenager who said that Kinanti must show that she is not worthy to be denigrated.

“Which way, all of you agree? We're all gonna be judges.” Gayung together, Kala also spoke in front of his friends.

“Agree!” riko and other friends.

Kinanti gave a small smile looking at the annoyed laughter that Frea showed. It seemed like this girl was not prepared for the possibility that Kinanti would dare to fight against her. Kinanti was still very confident with the language that the empty barrel was loud.

“Lo think I'm scared?! You get ready to wriggle my dormulir paper torn in front of your eyes all.” Frea's courage is worth a thumbs up, her confidence is very high.

“Okey, how about we start now? There are still twenty minutes left before the lesson starts.” Challenge Kinanti.

“No problem. Twenty minutes is enough for me to embarrass lo.” Frea is not giving up.

“Okey, if you have a deal, you sit in your own place. Later I ask one person to write about the most difficult problem according to him. The first one answered and the answer was right, he was the winner. How, deal?” exciting Riko.

“DEAL!” all students are aware.

“Okey, if so, who wants to talk about?” challenge Riko.

“AKU!” exclaimed a girl with thick glasses who often became a victim of bully Frea and his friends. It seems like he has been waiting for this moment. The moment of seeing Frea is humiliated as Frea used to do to other students including herself.

“Dih si cupu follow. He's just bego.” A comment from one of Frea's friends.

Frea smiled smugly and turned cynical towards the girl, she should have gotten the girl out of this school, but it seemed like she was too late to do so. Kinanti's words had successfully ignited the spirit of other students to fight Frea including this cute girl.

“Okey, no problem, please go forward. Love the problem as hard as possible and write it in the middle. Later Frea and Kinanti will answer on the left and right of the whiteboard.” Riko let the girl come forward.

The girl's spirit was really burning. He wrote a question on the board with a high level of difficulty.

Frea's friends were busy opening books to find cheats for Frea but had almost run out of the pages of the book they opened, there was still no problem similar to the one on the board.

“Waw, okay good. It's so complicated anjir!” Riko scratched her suddenly dizzy head.

“Lo sure about this is in the textbook?” Frea started to panic.

“There. In the eleventh grade physics book semester two,” said the girl while giving a marker to Riko.

“Okey. There is yes Frea ya, so you should be able to answer because this is material a year ago.” Riko joined Frea's laughter which always makes her dizzy.

Frea just stumbled. It seems his decision was right to reject Riko's love statement two years ago.

“Love denied, physics acting,” murmured Riko who smiled satisfied.

“Okey, please do. Who finishes first and the answer is right, he will be the winner. Make others, you guys prepare to be judges,” added Riko while sitting in his place.

Without a doubt, Kinanti and Frea advanced forward. The class atmosphere was suddenly quiet. Only the sound of markers that sounded clashing with the surface of the blackboard. Kinanti's hand movements were very fast, calculating numbers made complicated by his friend. He does the matter calmly.

While Frea looked restless, she wrote down the numbers several times but then deleted them again.

“FREA SPIRIT!!!” exclaims friend Frea.

“SSSTTTT!!!” the two IPA classmates immediately hissed telling the girl to shut up. Hah, the girl's mentality really fell in front of her classmates.

Two minutes passed and Kinanti and Frea almost finished the count.

Who will answer the question correctly?

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