The Strange School
Self-surrender
"I'M AIRAAA, AKUUUU!"
"NOW YOU'RE UNDERSTOOD, RIGHT?"
"MEANS FROM NOW ON YOU BELONG TO ME AIRA!"
"YOU ARE MINE, YOU HAVE ME! HAHA!"
"NO!!!! I'M NOT THE SAME KILLER AS YOU!!!"
"What did you say, HUH?!"
"KILLERS?!"
"No Aira, I'm not a killer. I saved him!" bian's tone dropped drastically.
"If he were still alive in this world, he would continue to suffer because his best friend was Airaaa. That's why you also don't trust your best friend too much, huh?. What end? He went to jail, right?"
"NGGAK!!" - Aira brushed Bian's hand off.
"I assume I've never heard of this, I've never known you, I've never met you, and I'm not going to report this to anyone. So please, assume nothing ever happens between us, assume all this is a dream and wake up tomorrow is nothing else"
"I really won't go to the police as long as you don't see me again. It's none of my business either!"
"No, I can't. I don't want to!" Bian grabbed Aira's hand begging her not to say that.
"No!" Aira brushed off Bian's hand.
"You are eleven twelve!"
"So I have to believe who I can be?!"
"I want to go home!"
"Yes I'll drop you off, but you pull your words first!"
"No! I'm going home by myself!"
"Mira! Pull those words!"
"Say no!"
"CHUCKOO!!"
Aira runs out leaving Bian and hopes to find a passing taxi.
"Taxi!" Aira waved her hand.
"Sir, it used to avoid the rear car" he said as soon as he entered the taxi.
Aira who panicked, anxious, and worried continued to look back hoping that Bian's car would not be seen again. But apparently not, Bian was persistent in chasing the taxi that Aira was riding by repeatedly turning on the horn commemorating Aira.
"Sir is better sir!"
"Yes mbak"
"Get in the alley, sir!"
"Sir, I don't think there is a mbak"
"Huufffhhh....." Aira could just breathe a sigh of relief.
"Continue the road sir" said Aira.
Aira has arrived at her house. When he said hello, no one answered him. Maybe her father is asleep. Aira walked up lethargic. Aira threw her body into the bed with a rough breath.
"Hufffhh...."
"In the previous life I was wrong what the hell, until I could meet even close to the KILLER?!"
"My life is crazy!"
"If I see them again tomorrow, how should I behave?"
"Pretend not to know?"
"Pretend not to know?"
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The next day, Aira seemed hesitant to step into the school area because of her anxiety if she met with Tama or Bian.
Luckily, when he reached the parking lot, Aira had not seen any Tama car or Bian car parked. Aira sighed because of that, who then ventured to enter.
"Eh! The princess has come, how does the shoots look? not having breakfast yet?" welcome Henna.
"Ohim!" Aira.
"Eh, but not yet breakfast. The canteen is open yet?" continued.
"Well! Let's go to the cafeteria!" Henna suddenly took Aira's hand to go to the cafeteria together.
In the cafeteria, Aira played a spoon and fork in her bowl and daydreamed about something that was bothering her.
What Bian said yesterday really isn't it? If true, it means not Asthma dong the culprit. Eh but right, his body was found in the river, and at that time Asma and three friends were pushing Shinta in the river. Then, why would Bian be involved in this? How to confuse gini?
"Mir!" Henna hit Aira's arm waking her from the daydream.
"Nglamunin whatover?!"
"No. no" Aira shook her head quickly.
Asthma knows about this yet? Do I have to talk to him? Seems like. Yaudah I will talk to Asma about this, her mind again.
In the first hour of rest, Aira was about to go to Asthma class to talk about the matter.
"I go to the toilet first" she told Henna.
"Do you want me to?"
"No, I don't have to be alone" he said and moved from his seat.
Unfortunately, on the way to Asthma class, Aira meets Tama who walks alone. Aira squeaks upset because she runs into Tama, then turns her body to escape from Tama. Not staying silent, Tama who realized it was chasing after Aira.
"Mira! Wait!"
"Ck! Make males!" gerutu Aira while continuing his brisk walk.
Hap!
"Mir!" Tama managed to grab Aira's hand.
"Ck! What's good?!" Aira threw Tama's hand.
"It's none of your business!" sewot replied.
"You're still mad about that?"
Aira did not reply, instead rolling her eyes lazily.
"Now take my hand off!"
"No! Before you forgive me"
"I won't forgive you before you stay in that illicit business!"
Tama simply kept silent with her intimidating gaze.
"Let go or I scream!"
Tama let go of Aira's hand with a slight push. Aira immediately left Tama without saying a word or just looking at Tama's face. Just go ignore it.
In front of the Asthma class, Aira meets one of his female classmates. Aira asked her friend the existence of Asthma because judging from her stool, she did not see Asthma bag or any signs of Asthma presence.
"Eh, wait. Asthma exists?" ask Aira.
"Aspie?"
"He hasn't been in for a few days for less obvious reasons. The homeroom teacher has also tried to contact him, but he answers it only hurts so doang si, do not you hurt what" he explained.
"How many days?"
"There may be 5 days"
"5 days?!"
Nothing is wrong anymore, inner Aira.
"Jude, thank you"
"Yeah" the woman went.
"Don't Asthma do not do anything anymore"
"Where would he try to kill himself out of guilt?"
"Waduhhjrit also nihhh"
Upon returning from the Asthma class, Aira who passed the Bian class stole a glance towards the Bian class in the hope that he would not meet with Bian. However, as soon as Bian's bench was also empty, Aira frowned in confusion, where Bian was. Did he not go to school today?
But in the end Aira chose not to care about him because this also made her relieved not to meet Bian.
After school, as usual Aira just relax on his bed after he took a shower. Sometimes Aira laughed because she saw some videos uploading accounts of other people who thought it was funny.
A few hours later, get into dinner. Aira's father, who happened to come home early with his favorite fried chicken, shouted Aira's name from below and asked to eat together below.
"GIRLAAA! COME MAKAAN!"
"DAD BRING YOUR FAVORITE CHICKEN!"
"YES WELL SEBENTAAAAR"
While waiting for Aira to come down, Bernan turned on the television and watched a channel featuring the latest news.
"Good night viewers, today's news is quite shocking news. The reason, the perpetrator of the murder of SA high school students from EB High School today went to the local police to confess all his actions. The perpetrator, who was a schoolmate, who had BA's intention, confessed to his actions, blablabla"
"GIRL!" Bernan shouted impatiently.
"Yes yesahhhh, it's still nalaaaaan"
"THICK IT HERE!!!"
"What the hell is yahhh screaming?"
"It's not that...."
"Dian?" Bernan pointed to the television screen of the news channel.
"The claimant admitted that the motive for his murder was hurt because the victim refused the invitation of the perpetrator to have a relationship that is certainly prohibited for children their age"
"And there, there was my colleague, Gina who was in the police station where the perpetrator was. Yak, Gina, how's it going in there?"
"HAHHHH?!!" Aira gaped as wide as she could.
"He's really crazy!"
Yep, right! The culprit that was being talked about on any news channel was Bian whom Aira knew.
Tiring.....
At the same time, Henna called Aira.
"You know the news, don't you?" - Henna.
"Yeah, 'udahh" Aira replied with disordered breathing.
"I really didn't know!" - Henna.
"Udah first, I think I should go there!" - Aira.
"Well? I'm coming!" - Henna.
"Okay, we'll see you there!" - Aira.
"Well, Aira said yes. Just a moment" Aira hurriedly went upstairs to pick up her jacket in the room.
At the right time, Henna taxis and Aira taxis come together. Then they immediately ran to a crowd of journalists who swarmed several police and perpetrators who would be transferred to the prison.
"How are you feeling right now?"
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"Did you really kill him because of a heartache?"
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"How does your family feel knowing this?"
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"Why did you finally choose to confess your actions?"
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Blablabla, and many more.
The perpetrator simply lowered his head not wanting to be highlighted by the camera more clearly. However, when he unintentionally looked straight at her, looking at the person standing in the back row there, Bian began to show a smile of his smirk.
Haha, he came apparently.
I mean I've done it right, her mind.
"Sound everything!" bian spoke up.
"I, do this because I know, if I'm being honest, someone will come to me. Moreover, that person was very interested in this. So was I who was very interested in him" Bian said as he stared intently at Aira.
"And so, I believe in one thing. If I admit this, he'll be all mine. And look, he's here, among you!"
"That girl, now is my lover!" Bian pointed at Aira who was standing behind the reporters in a daze.
Because of Bian's statement, the reporters looked back almost simultaneously. He looked at Aira and Henna standing right beside Aira.
"What do you mean, you admit this is because of your lover?"
....
"You want to change because of your lover?"
....
"Please explain again what you mean"
The reporters chased the perpetrator until he got into a police car and left. While Aira and Henna were still silent in a place confused by what Bian said. Henna glared at Aira unexpectedly, as did Aira who was gaping towards Henna.
After he left, the reporters began to swarm Aira and Henna and ask about things concerning Bian's speech.
"What's true about what the perpetrator said?"
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"Are you in a relationship with the perpetrator?"
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"Please answer our questions"
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"Did you tell him to turn himself in?"
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Blablbla
Aira was overwhelmed because the reporters were jostling and pushing each other to get answers from Aira. But because Aira who was completely unprepared and did not want to answer it just closed her ears and lowered her head.
"Have, have, please don't force him yes" came mbak Indah to help the two of them who were trapped in the crowd of journalists.
The beautiful ma'am took them to the field where Bian was detained in a police vehicle. During the journey, Aira's body trembled, cold sweat poured out, as well as a body that was squeezed. Aira was confused as to what to say if she had already faced Bian.
Aira Pov's
I was sitting in the chair of the room, waiting for him to come before me in his prisoner's shirt with handcuffs on his wrists. And, before long he came ushered in by two police guards. He smiled as he saw me sitting there waiting for him. This time, there was no barrier between prisoners and visitors. There are only tables and chairs.
"Hi" she made me sick.
"I want to the point. Too lazy to chat for long with inmates like you!"
"Why did you suddenly turn yourself in?"
"Why did you carry my name in front of the reporter?"
"So I have something to do with this? Don't you?"
"Don't this want you? At that time you also asked me to drip blood in your hand so you would forgive me"
"Isn't this the same thing as me confessing all my deeds and being arrested, you will be mine?" - Brian
"Who said that?"
"I didn't tell you to turn yourself in"
"I don't have anything to do with it at all!"
"And if you intend to surrender yourself, surrender yourself in the name of truth and justice, not because of me or anyone else!"
"So, even though I've done so far to be held back from confessing my actions that I could not do because of all the connections my father has, you still do not accept me, GITU?!" Bian began to raise his tone.
"Connections? Your father?"
"So you've been covering up this case involving Shinta with your father's CONNECTION?"
"After all, you don't say everything!"
"You lied about the motive for the murder?!"
"Isn't that the real motive?!"
"You know, behind your treatment there are people who are tormented because they feel guilty!. He felt that he had killed his own friend! And you're best off this case with your father's CONNECTION?!"
"CHUCKLE! Basic human biad*b!" I said then left.
"GIRL!" Bian held my hand.
"Wait until I get out of here. I'll prove that I'm serious about you!" said.
"Curtain! We'll never see you after this!" I really left him.
Once out, Henna and mbak Indah put on a look of a face wondering what happened inside because it saw me who had a tangled face so out of there.
"What are you talking about?" ask Henna.
"Huffffhhhh.." I just breathed a rough breath.
"Later the story, I want to go home now" I said lethargic.
"Several days be careful yes, do not go out first, or if you really want to go out wearing a mask or whatever it is let no one tay. Because journalists can chase you because of the incident" advice mbak Indah.
"Yes, thank you" said Henna.
"Tomorrow, a re-enactment of the scene was held. If you want and can, you can come. But, keep careful with journalists yes, especially the same Bian can-can if he saw you came the incident was repeated"
"Actually the danger is also for you if you come. Mending did not have ajadeh"
"I'll come see you"
"You sure are Ai?" - Henna.
"Just be careful. Call me tomorrow"
I nodded in understanding.
After returning home, I laid my body on the bed with the jacket I was still wearing. The mind is still fixed on what has happened lately. These events were quite shocking in my life. How not? Turns out I was with a killer? Ah, no! Maybe psychopaths are more appropriate.
This is totally crazy! My brain memory cannot achieve this thought. There were two homicides around me, at my school and even I was close to them.
Author Pov's
A middle-aged man slammed the door of his car hard as soon as he reached his destination. The man was accompanied by two other people who seemed like the two were his assistants. The man entered the office with a serious look. His sharp gaze, invisible smile, his forehead continued to shrivel, as well as his puffed up chest when walking displayed the impression of "Compous".
The man had entered the room while two of his assistants were asked to wait outside. The man sat in the chair that had been provided, waiting for someone to come to see him.
The person he was waiting for had arrived, ushered in by two escorting policemen. The man with his handcuffed hands immediately lowered his head in fear after knowing the person waiting for him. His body instantly trembled as if it knew the waiting man would do something to him.
"A..ayah...?" said scared.
"Here!" the man Bian's father knew moved his hand hinting at Bian to get closer.
With fear, Bian approached slowly.
Bugs!
Bian's stomach was kicked pretty hard by his father.
"What do you mean give yourself up?"
"Feel hero? Huh uh?"
Bugs!
Bian's leg kicked.
"Arghh! Ng..ngak yah"
"Do you know your struggle is good name? Huh uh?!"
"Basic useless child!"
Bugs!
Bugs!
Bugs!
Many times Bian was beaten by his father.
"A.am.ampun well... Forgive me.." she lamented.
"AGRGHHH!"
"From now on, don't call me 'DAD', NGERTI?!"
