Unforgettables

Protector

The crowd of students is increasingly dabbling in the middle of the field. Some of the others ran in a hurry from various corners of the school ranging from classes, canteens, toilets, and so on, the hall and who are going down the stairs because they both do not want to be left with an exciting phenomenon this morning.

Cheers dropped each other further aggravated the situation while exacerbating the atmosphere became more chaotic.

Not a few of them who immediately capture the hot moment this time with their respective phones and make it as a daily status on whatsssap. How not? the incident that almost happened 3 times in one week has become the hottest topic where a fierce fight between the two handsome men and idols at this school became the most interesting thing to watch en masse.

"A brush off Ga! Don't give me mercy!”

"Hajar Ga! Mucus sampe!"

No one intends to break up or interfere. Because it is the same as they are looking for trouble with the two handsome men who are fighting boxing it is better to look for safety than to be a victim. Even one of the guards who had just come to separate, it became an easy target for victims of the brutal attacks of the two men who were pushing and punching each other back. Chaos gets more crazy when the audience who also goes crazy.

"Yeah, how's it coming in?"

It is not an easy thing to get through people who are being ignited emotions and also high enthusiasm at this time. But it seems like the glasses girl with the hairstyle in the braid of these two did not give up either. Call it Fika, she is a student from the XI class of IPS 3 whose position is now standing exactly at the end of the crowd.

Anxiety was clearly visible on his face, and he had stomped his feet several times annoyed that none of them had given way or space for him to be able to enter seeing the fight at the end there.

"Sorry excuse me, can you slide a little?" He tried to break through by removing one body at a time that had blocked his path. Although there were currently many eyes that were looking at him cynically, but his determination to be able to see the man who was fighting made him not give up. His heart was pounding more and more, feeling afraid of anything happening with a man named Arga was injured.

"Astagfirefull!"

Fika shouted for a moment his eyes had managed to catch the figure that he had been worried about fighting jotos so brutally. Fika stepped closer because Arga had sent another few blows to Vino's face until the man staggered and fell.

This is over the limit, Fika must act as much as she can. He wanted to join the fight but it was impossible. His little white hands began to clench strongly with his own instincts he was determined to stop the man whatever the risk, he could not just stay there while the man would definitely get hurt. With quick steps he approached and shouted.

"CHRISTYAAAAA!!"

Fika's shout managed to stop the fight while making the atmosphere of the field become quiet. Now all eyes are on him.

"Udah enough!"

The tall cowo with the open top shirt buttons just silently stared at him sharply with both hands clutching the collar of a man named Vino.

"Room here?" Said the man sniffed.

Fika gets closer until the guy has to release his grip from Vino. Then looked at the braided girl beside him with a sinister look in her eyes.

"Don't fight anymore, you'll get hurt."

The two-wrapped girl grabbed gently Arga's wet hand but was immediately pushed aside by the guy.

"It's none of your business! Don't you fucking care about me!"

"But Fika cares about Arga."

"Lo-" The young man stopped as he turned to Fika's face, while the girl looked at him with sparkling eyes full of pleadings. Arga was forced to turn back down his hand and growl loudly.

"What does Lo want?!" Shouted Arga huffled.

"Fika wants to, Arga's coming with Fika now!"

The unmoving sounds of the students began to re-sound, whispering in astonishment at the glasses girl in front of Arga. How not? Arga who became an idol there is one of the most feared people in the entire school, not even one of them dared to rule it.

But now with the presumptuous girl came and dared to rule it. One question and also one same thought from them . Who's the girl?

Arga also saw around him realizing their astonishment. He also grunted feeling angry. Then turned back to look at Fika who was still waiting for her answer.

"Okay, I'm coming with you."

The voices grow louder, between shock and disbelief as to what Arga had just said. The whole person there was unmoved. How could an Arga be willing to obey that girl?

"That's dong. ayok."

Fika pulls back Arga's hand intending to get her out of that hot atmosphere. But for a moment Arga began to follow in his steps, it was Vino's hand that held the boy's shoulder.

"Cemen!"

Vino's words managed to make Arga turn back and immediately punch the guy until staggered backwards.

"Lo hasn't satiated the same blow I got!?"

Instead of being deterred, Vino chuckled while wiping the blood on his lips. "Hahahaha.Punch a rich guy cemen you don't feel for me."

Vino again neutralized his position and retreated several steps while stretching out his hands as if he gave free for Arga to come back to beat him. “So, just sigitu doang lo ability?" He chuckles back. "It turns out you're not as good as I thought yah.”

Vino approached and smiled pettyly. “It turns out, you are nothing more than a WANKI!!!!!”

"Damn lo!" Arga immediately punched Vino in the face so hard.

Arga pushes Vino's body by gripping his collar so that he can not escape or avoid. Arga's right hand was firmly clenched ready to throw another punch to Vino's face with the pull of someone's arm under his shirt until the button was removed because simultaneously pull Arga's body as a result of his clothes raised and showed little sixpack belly belongs to that guy.

"WOOOOOOOO..Aaaaaaaa..!!"

"Ooh my god Argaaaaaa...!!"

The sound of hysterical screams of the ladies there make the atmosphere again crowded, they scream happy because lucky to see the body part of the guy who is sexy and also sixpack directly. Not even a few of them were immediately swiftly taking photos with such enthusiasm as if they had just found a golden chunk behind a white curtain.

Arga who had just realized that then returned to his position and as soon as possible confirmed his open lower shirt. The anger that was rolling on his crown increasingly wanted to come out exploded. In a few seconds Arga had clenched his hand again, but this time the fist was not for Vino but for the person who had dared to pull the shirt. Who her?

"Lo why pull my shirt!?" Arga shouted so loudly that it shrank the yelling sound of the girls there.

"Sorry Arga, not intentionally"

"Rice! Go from in front of me!!" Arga started giving a murderous look.

The girl shook her head making Arga grit her jaw. "Don't let me be rude to you!"

"No, Fika won't go. What does Arga want?" Challenge the girl with a head full of courage. Arga rounded his eyes.

"Lo doesn't have to interfere in my business. Go now, or I-"

"What?"

Arga fell silent then stepped closer to him, even closer than his previous position. The two men's hands suddenly stretched out and landed on Fika's shoulder by pressing her and gripping her firmly.

Not playing, Fika was so surprised that she could see clearly the look of Arga's creepy eyes down there. I don't know what the man is going to do, because his body is getting closer and closer. Spontaneously Fika's body also stiffened.

Fika swallowed her saliva heavily, she could feel Arga's hot breath blowing through her face. It was as if the commotion that had now arisen had vanished leaving only the two of them. Fika clenched her head as Arga suddenly lowered her head and shifted beside her ear then whispered."You'll be sorry."

Fika's eyes suddenly widened because Arga suddenly took his glasses and threw them firmly down until there was a crack in his mirror.

Everyone was shocked by what the handsome guy was doing. Not even stopping there, Arga then lifted his leg and stepped on the glasses until it was broken and shattered into pieces.

Fika was in shock, she covered her mouth with both hands to resist the screams that wanted to come out. The sound of cheers and also the laughter of the people there made his body tremble.

He wanted to let out his tears that were so urgent to come out. But in reality he was only able to stare at the glass of his eyes that had now been shattered under the feet of the cruel man before him.

"This is because you dare to interfere in my affairs!"

The two-headed girl was silenced, she lowered her head weakly admitting her defeat over Arga. His burning courage was gone. Along with the voices of contempt that were being hurled for him.

Arga looked back at Vino who was as surprised as what the man had just done. Cruel? Yes, that's Arga Aldiano. Students are most feared at the same time the cruelest there.

"Lo!" Point Arga towards Vino. "Our business is not finished yet."

Without saying anything else Arga waltzed away leaving the crowd stifling as well as annoying for him.

Everyone there also disbanded after leaving Arga. Many female students deliberately passed by Fika with cynical plus heart-wrenching insults, in addition, not many of them accidentally hit his body until a hard impact that managed to make the girl's body lose balance and fall down. He was unable to speak, Fika just remained silent without any sense of retort. Fika then crawled a little to pick up the pieces of her glasses that were no longer shaped.

"Female!" The cry of someone drew closer to him. "Lo gakpapa, right?" Willy asked then embraced the skinny shoulder to get back on his feet.

"Fika kok wok Wil,"

"Lo was desperate, use nantangin the Arga all."

Fika confessed to her actions, but she did not care about it. Even though he knew that he would remain weak in front of Arga.

"Fik, you know how the demon Arga is angry again." Andre Sahut. "Gue even notbakalan wonder if the Arga dare to mukul lo earlier. Fortunately, it is not. Fuck you kids!"

Although stifling, but Fika can still smile to friends Arga.

"Don't be Dre, Fika knows how Arga is. She couldn't have said that to Fika."

"This bushel is a boy! Fik, you've been hurt a lot just like the devil. Even lo abis was in the embarrassment just now. You still haven't noticed either?!"

Fika broke her smile. "No papa Dre, besides Fika has promised aunt Ratna to always take care of him."

Hearing that, Andre and Nico looked at each other and suddenly laughed loudly making Fika frown in wonder.

"Pure fika, please condition ya. It's not the Arga who should be asking for protection from you. But, you should be looking for protection to avoid the demon Arga. Behind the cuk!"

Fika snorted then pushed Andre's stomach without energy. "Fika's shop won't burn! Fika will always protect Arga. Not even though Arga has Fika."

Andre shakes in disbelief. "As far as you are!"

Willy leads Fika back to her class. Followed by Andre and also Nico who walked behind them.

"Fik, are you sure of your decision?"

The girl nodded surely then re-did her smile. "Yes Willy, though,. Fika is sure and will try!"