THE WASTED HEIR
Chapter 9 Started to be interested
Tet....Tet...Tet....
Bell breaks have rung all the students rushing to go to the cafeteria.But not with Asha she prefers to stay in class without visiting the canteen like her friends.
"Why don't you go to the cafeteria?" ask Zidan.
"No, because before going to school I had breakfast first." replied Asha with a faint smile on her lips.
"Oh, then I go to the cafeteria first,!" pamit Zidan who was answered nodded by Asha.
"Actually not because I had breakfast this morning anyway, but I don't have money to go to the cafeteria.You ask me to pity you already cape work to eat and pay our rent."
"If I have money, it's better to help my mother pay the rent." murmured Asha with teary eyes.
"So that's the problem he didn't go to the cafeteria." muttered Zidan who accidentally heard Asha's remark.
"It's for you,!"said Zidan, offering Asha a packet of bread.
"Make me?"ask Asha to make sure.
"Yes for you, I bought it mostly from not eating, mending for you." said Zidan while sitting his butt on the bench next to Asha.
"Thank you, yeah,!" asha answered while receiving bread from Zidan's hand.
Zidan simply nodded with a faint smile..
"You're getting back on a bike?" zidan asked as Asha was about to pick up her bike in the parking lot.
"Yes, every day I go home and go to school on this bike." explained Asha.
"Yes, I'm first, yeah,!" pamit Asha riding her bicycle.
"Oh yes." answered Zidan briefly.
When Asha was busy grinding his bike suddenly there was a rope pulled from two sides until the rope hit the bike that Asha was riding.
Bruukk.....
Asha fell off the bike, which left her injured in the knee and bleeding.
"Akkkhh...!" lirih Asha's.
"Haha.hha.....!" the laughter of some of the disciples there, not helping Asha instead they laughed at each other in Asha's pain.
Asha tried to wake up from the fall, she grimaced in pain from her injured and bleeding knee.
Not only that, Asha was also seen injured in the nose.So her nose also looks a little bloody.
After Asha managed to stand up, she looked at all the disciples who were laughing at her.And Asha also knew that they deliberately made her fall.
"Look how pathetic you are!" megan said with a cynical look towards Asha.
"What do you want from me? why do you always bother me." cried Asha with eyes that began to glaze over.
"It's a good question why I always bother you, it's because I don't like poor rich kids, and you don't deserve to go to school here.Gue will make you not like school here ngerti lo." megan said with a dislike look.
"So you want me out of this school?until whenever I will never leave this school.Do whatever you want, I am not afraid and I will never give up to be able to graduate from this school with good grades." firmly Asha.
"So you nantangin me?okay, let's see where you can survive in this school." threatened Megan.
"Wait to do what you like!" megan shouted at all the students and students who were there.
"Rasain here..!" said one of the students there while throwing Asha with an egg.
Then the other children began to follow-up pelting Asha with eggs and also wheat flour.
"Haha....!" their laughter sounded so loud as they continued pelting Asha nonstop.
Now the Asha uniform is full of eggs. And his face was full of flour.
Stop that...! I beg you stop..! enough. please enough.don't do it again...
the voice of Asha.
Asha who started to lose her balance and she had started to feel dazed, her gaze started to blur laughing sounds starting not to be heard anymore.
Just as Asha was about to fall unconscious, suddenly there was a hand of someone who managed to support her so that Asha did not fall unconscious on the ground.
"Your satisfaction? why are you so willing to bully this girl?what's wrong with this girl?did he ask you for money?did he ask you to eat?so you hate him so much."
There was no answer from all the children who were there.Only silence that enveloped the school field.
"And yes.if the reason you hate him is because he is poor, do you think this is his desire to live poor?nope..! he wants the same life as you but he's not as lucky as you."
"I'm really sorry at the school as famous, and as good as this there is still an act of bullying." explained Zidan as he carried and took Asha away from the palace.
Leave all the children still there.
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Asha began to blink her eyes, the first time she saw was the ceiling of a white room.
He began to shuffle and sit on the bed.
"I where?" muttered Asha as her bead eyes combed the entire room.
Chequek...
The door to the room opens someone.
"Are you awake?" zidan asked as he approached Asha.
"Zidan.you!" said Asha who saw her clothes had been replaced with a sleeping pajama.
"Hodrrggh...!" asha shouted as she crossed her hands in front of her chest.
"Don't worry, I didn't change your clothes, but my housekeeper changed your clothes" Zidan said as if he knew what Asha was thinking.
"Thank God..!" answer Asha relieved.
"But why did you bring me here?" ask Asha.
"Why should I take you to your house, in such a sad state as before?" back Zidan asked.
"It's not like that." replied Asha.
"Give me my bike." Asha said.
"Your bike was damaged because of the fall" Zidan explained.
"So you didn't bring my bike here?" back Asha asked.
"Why am I carrying an item that has become a junkyard." explained Zidan as he crossed his arms across his chest.
"You don't understand, that bike means a lot to me." said Asha.
"Already, don't think about the problem of a broken bike!" zidan said as he walked to pick up the p3k box and sat down on the edge of the bed.
Zidan began to treat Asha's wound on his nose, Asha only kept silent as Zidan treated his wound.
But just as Zidan was treating Asha's wounds, suddenly Zidan's eyes started to look towards Asha's thin lips which made him instantly stop his hand.
"Obati by yourself,!" said Zidan who immediately walked out of the room that made Asha confused with Zidan's behavior.
Zidan took a deep breath behind the bedroom door, as he was already out of the room.
"Why did I get so gini-degan anyway when close to the girl." muttered Zidan while holding his heart that was beating faster.
