This Is It?

Chapter 25: Inversion

Sometimes fire has to be fought with fire. Which fire can burn the opponent first, it depends on the strategy applied.

Leo told me that Tommy and Revan had moved to get rid of Ardi's bike. I can't wait for the class to end - seeing the results of the task I'm ordering them to do.

I looked back, smiling at Ardi. He retorted by giving a cynical look.

If he hadn't started the war first, I would have known myself. I won't go this far. Anyway, I have the awareness to repay her bud.

In fact, I had thought we could become friends after the body exchange. Apparently, he's full of tricks. The depth of the human mind is difficult to understand. Attitudes and attitudes can change at any time.

The awaited moment arrives. Classes are over, and the next class is still in the afternoon.

Prepare your eyes and words to reap the expression of Muka Dua. Hopefully, after this, he understands if I can take retribution that is many times more cruel than he thought. Even so, my hands will still look holy in the eyes of others.

Four of my officers gathered. I wanted to invite Mutia to chat at White Horse. However, he said there was an appointment with his friend from another faculty.

A woman's heart is hard to guess. Whether he deliberately dodged or related to my feelings that spread the distance, I can't be sure. Meanwhile, I focused on Ardi first.

Maybe by more actively working on Ardi, I can remove him from the competition map. Mutia could not turn to him.

Ardi reached into the key of the motor in his pocket. I see nothing has changed from the Bapet (my call for the bike now used by Ardi). He was still upright, and did not seem to shift from his position.

I looked at the Bapet more carefully. The tires do not show the condition of deflation. Though, I think Tommy and Revan are targeting that part.

Uh! My feelings are starting to get anxious. I'm afraid they're fooling me.

I looked at Tommy, Revan, and Leo in turn. They seemed to be holding back a laugh while turning their eyes to Ardi. Their faces are full of pleasure.

Ardi put a helmet on his head. Then, he raised one leg to ride his bike.

As soon as Ardi's ass stuck to the motorcycle seat, a loud voice flew in the air. Bruuukkkk!!!

Both wheels of Ardi's motor detached and rolled wildly. Ardi himself almost fell down, and could only gawk.

Everyone who witnessed the incident was shocked. I also actually want to release a loud laugh, but I have to be faithful to act innocent.

Leo whispered to me, “Where, Gas? In this way the Kunyuk motor is eliminated forever right from the side of your car. A little cruel anyway. But I'm sure no one will suspect that it was us. They must have thought that the Kunyuk motor was uzur.”

I smile with satisfaction. Actually a little excessive to make the Bapet split up into several parts. He's a gift from my father. He who is faithful accompanies my solitude. She's the one who helps me drive out the lara and the lonely. However, he should have been left behind in my past.

“Oh the most introverted human being in the world, what a pity your fate is, my friend,”, Revan mocked. He looked so happy to see Ardi's impassioned face. “Lagian, motor butut kayak so you still bring it to campus. You deserve a motorbike you put on display at the Bikini Bottom Museum. Hahaha.”.

Friends are getting louder with laughter. Ardi looked confused. He could only stare without understanding what to do.

Duh, Ardi! How does it feel to have bad luck, but no one cares? People around you actually consider the bad luck that befalls you as entertainment.

I thought, if I were to revile him regularly, maybe he would beg to return to his original life as Bagas. Slowly but surely, I'll make him languish. I will test her toughness in living a rough life.

Andy walked up to Ardi. Then, Mutia suddenly appeared. Why was Mutia's presence arranged in such a way? Ah, it's time I showed my charm.

I ran quickly to help Ardi. Don't let Andy fuck me. I don't want Mutia to see that I don't have empathy.

Ardi didn't answer my question. He even looked at me.

“We take your motorbike to the workshop? Who knows, it could still be repaired. The cost let me be the one who is giggling,” said I smiled followed by winking.

I called Tommy, Revan, and Leo to take Ardi's motorcycle to the workshop immediately. Meanwhile, Andy seemed to examine the situation.

“What is this, Di? What's your motor? How can it be destroyed like this, Di?” tanya Mutia was astonished.

Ardi kept silent while gathering sorrow. The painting on his face tried to reach the mercy of Mutia.

I pulled Ardi's hand. I won't let him get a single drop of Mutia's attention.

“We go to the workshop now yuk, Di,” take me.

Ardi rebuked my hand. “This must be your work, right? You must have told your friends to make a grunt my bike? Gu sure you do this, because you don't like me.”

Unexpectedly, Ardi could also yell at me in public. Well, the anger is actually beneficial to me.

“Don't recriminate you!” Tommy yelled in annoyance.

I asked Tommy, Revan, and Leo to step down. This is a small thing for me. In fact, this momentum could be a turning point to make Ardi feel the pain as a person who lives in gloom.

“Di, we were in class. We're out of class too. In class I am not going anywhere. So too, with them," I explained subtly. I'm getting challenged to get all of Ardi's anger out. Is it possible that your motorbike is like this, because this morning I accidentally bumped your motor handlebar?”

Ardi clenched his hands. I raised both eyebrows – ignited the blazing fire in his eyes.

“Lu is very good at acting.” Gigi Ardi bluffing. His breathing felt so strong.

Andy looked at. I don't know what that look means. However, I was worried that he was a pro to the Kunyuk.

“Gue doesn't really understand what you mean, Di. Here, they and I are just trying to help you. Anyway, we are friends.”

Let's hit it, Di! Hit me! I noticed his emotions were about to explode.

“You don't know thank you. I'm glad someone wants to help, even recriminate again. Any problem what the hell are you the same Bagas? Or maybe your problems are the same your own life. You envy Bagas. You tried to bring him down. Huh!” one of my friends defended me.

Right, guys? Even if Ardi suspected me, and I did, but no one would believe me.

Friends shouted at Ardi. Carrying annoyance and shame, Ardi passed away leaving his motorbike.

I also still plan to bring the Bapet to the workshop so that he can live again.

The drama is over, the friends begin to leave, including Mutia.

I'm not worried at all if Ardi will tell Mutia about this feud. I'll let him vilify me in front of Mutia.

In that case, the more Ardi dropped my image, the more I would be sweet to him. If I back skin her bad nature, it means I'm not much different from her. My brain has to be thinner than her. Next, let the listener give the assessment.

When someone vilifies his friend in front of another friend, but the friend (the person being talked about) still be kind, will not the efforts that person does will be in vain? Ardi, it's better to give up before I give you a tougher test.