The Shine For You

20. Apologizing?

”This is me, pretending to laugh and be happy in public. Crying and depression when alone, it is common.” — Ozhora Alexey Zevyhrine.

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“We do what to class.. Whose class is this, Tha?” Zhora was wailing, who knew there was a familiar object. Even so, both eyes did not catch someone familiar.

Artha's index finger stopped right on Zhora's lips, signalling for silence. “Diem, I call the guy first. Lo, wait here. Don't go anywhere!” Artha took off her index finger, then ran small towards the classroom which was on the edge of the corner.

Ozhora was speechless, the weather this morning was very unfriendly. The overcast cloud seemed to understand what Zhora was feeling, smiling even though her heart had been pierced by a thousand daggers endlessly. If someone asks, has Zhora forgotten about the incident? The answer is, not at all.

Zhora tried to change, wanting to change bad habits for the better. Although, Zhora knew this matter would be very, very difficult. The girl was trying to smile, or was it some kind of self-deception? hufts.

Both steps to the edge of the corridor, hanging plants that give the impression of fresh and pleasing to the eye. Maybe next time Zhora will buy it later, if the savings are enough.

His thoughts turned to someone he shouldn't have thought of. Atlases. How's the guy doing? Is he okay, or even a stinger? Oh, Zhora thinks that guy is always happy, because of his handsome face.

Closing his eyes, both ears listened painstakingly to the sound of the rain. One word that can describe his heart, comfortable. The sounds of rain, moans, and some human voices began to fill the corridor.

Zhora realized, this is the eleventh grade corridor! It opened its eyes, and a shadow of life appeared. The world is testing her patience, and means Zhora has to do that. Not running away from trouble! aye, right!

Returning her steps, she finds Artha with a man. Men are no strangers according to Zhora, hair shape and skin color. It took five seconds to realize it, it turned out that he was someone who had been making his thoughts raging!

Deg.

“I have to what? is it okay Artha same kak–kak Zef want to insult me too? Yes Allah, protect Zhora.”

The atmosphere around him stopped, his heart rate and adrenaline racing faster. His mind suddenly blanked, the dizziness returning after Zef looked at his face. Zhora's ears felt broken, only able to hear a hum. Both of his eyes asked to be closed, but Zhora was afraid to do so after yesterday's incident.

Oh this is what?! Even Artha and Zef's shadows were like evil demons in his eyes. The laughter began to appear, Zef's insults at him began to twist clearly, Revan who spoke if he troubled others, Revo who stared intently, and..

Blamn!

Both of Zhora's eyes were closed, Zhora's body felt drifting in the wind. It was as if the wind and nature wanted to help him get away from this problem. The image of Zhora shed tears in public, and in front of Atlas was neatly arranged. The last cold Atlas.. Elzar slapped him.

The picture was very clear, the curves of the face and emotions mixed. The cry of Zhora who was crying, falling and a scuffed forehead, accompanied by Elzar in the UKS, Rosser and Nioz who was always there, The first incident when Atlas asked at the cafe, oh this memory is really stuck in his mind.

That laugh again, and again. Zhora felt a dark feeling that really wanted to flirt with the blasphemies that he had heard all this time. His mouth felt slapped hard to be still, and Zhora's eyeballs felt dead. As if, Zhora is an artificial robot that runs out of batteries.

Dare to face me, too, ugly?

Face lo please, like frogs do not know? The descendants of your parents, for sure!

Unfortunately, everyone in deket lo only benefits you doang!

Inget, both the same**** it's different thin! if you want to***** as it is!

Ahahaha!

Ahahahahah, look at this school there is nothing bad like you.

Braaaak!

Someone in his imagination broke something, Zhora just fell silent. Both of her tears were exhausted, unable to be removed due to dehydration. The evil shadows began to fade and blur, replaced with a tall man object with a handsome face.

You okay?

Don't beat them up, they're jealous of you.

Hey, wakeup. It's pretty! I'm here, though,

The world is waiting for you, let's wake up.

Zhora wanted to grab that handsome face. Not touching a inch, the man disappeared leaving a blank white background. Where did the demons go? Where did that insult go, where did it go!

Suddenly, the black-robed man returned. With a spear, and a hood covered his entire sinister face. The man walked, ralat— teleported quickly. Zhora was astonished to see that the man was not walking like an ordinary human, suddenly already appearing before his face.

The man remained silent, slowly he raised the spear in the air. The spear turned into a huge sword and tipped it alight. He advanced the sword and almost hit Zhora's stomach if..

“AAAAAAA! DON'T KILL ME, I BEG YOU!” Zhora woke up from her fainting. He ruffled his hair and looked around to find.. The atlas? did he see wrong? The guy turned around, that's Atlas!

Sweat splashed on the face, the cold AC here did not affect Zhora's body temperature at all. Zhora remembers why she got in the UKS? And, why should Atlas accompany her?

“Lo fainting.” Atlas put the phone in his pocket, then sat next to the gurney with a relaxed look on his face.

Zhora who was still in a state of heavy shock fell silent. The direction of his view has not moved on the large glass perched in front of him. The man in the robes. Who? Why does he always want to hurt Zhora?

“Sorry, sorry because I nyuekin lo that time.” sincere Atlas, the guy who usually cools on people nearby different becomes warmer when together with Zhora. Atlas doesn't know why, either, this.

Zhora smiled, then turned to look at Atlas. Staring at both irises beautiful green eyes, which makes any girl would be amazed to see her. “Sister, not wrong. Maybe I'm the one who bothers you when there are others who need you more.”

Atlas wanted to laugh out loud, when he heard the 'sister' frills for him. But the pleasure was replaced with a confused look, hearing Zhora's last words.

“Other people, who?” atlas asked, before Zhora realized Atlas had told the PMR officers to return to class only. And Artha, Zef– Atlas is not interested in that.

Zhora waver, you're a fervent! “Oh, oh! no, that's not the point.eum yaa, anu.. Nioz, yes Nioz!” Zhora knew Atlas called her, and Zhora felt it was inappropriate to ask.

“Oh.” Atlas answered briefly hearing Nioz's name spoken by the girl. Direction of view switch see door UKS.

Zhora was still confused, what was so great was Zef's insults and mockery to her? To the extent that Zhora was knocked unconscious, this was impossible! The girl still had not expected to faint just from being stared at by Zef.

“Why?” Atlas saw an uncomfortable look on Zhora's face, hands tucked away to stroke Zhora's head gently.

“There, problem?” Again, Atlas asked. Zhora jumped in shock, with Atlas saying. His reverie was spoiled after Atlas stroked the top of his head.

“En.. There's none! I-I first, brother, I'm better, if the road is also smooth! Bye brother!” Zhora immediately put the shoes on quickly, opened the UKS doorknob and ran small.

Atlas smiled confusedly, yet he asked the cute girl already answered. But it's true, Atlas wanted to ask that. The old man stood up and followed Zhora's bow.

Atlas had already run and was right behind Zhora, seeing why the girl was silent. His body and legs did not go as before, even Atlas was running because the girl ran quite fast. Not yet Atlas approached, Zhora spoke first.

“Ar-Artha? t-kak.. Z-zef?”

As it turns out, Artha and Zef were waiting for Zhora on the first sidelines close to the UKS. The second count was used to realize that the girl's body was shaking violently, after seeing Zef beside Artha.

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