VACILANTE: IMPERFECT

2 - First Discussion

Nasha tied her hair into a ponytail, bangs her hair she marginalized, ties her school she took off, and her hands couldn't stop fanning her hot face. Nasha was overheated not because she was sun-dried under the scorching sun. He only felt stressed because he had to make the concept of an interesting event as challenged by Rival.

Nasha prefers to be alone in the back garden of the school, under a banyan tree. A little cold, but still hot. He leaned his head on the table because he felt he could not find a way out of his thinking. She also grabbed her hair because she felt so stupid.

“Come on, think think think think think think! Why is it so hard to find the concept of the show!”

Suddenly a hand held his hand. Nasha was surprised and reflexively brushed off the man's hand. Nasha wakes up and sees someone who is not foreign but not so close to her. He's Alvin, one of the active-not-active managers.

“Ngapain hold my hand, Vin?”

Alvin laughed softly. He then sat down next to Nasha while giving a bottle, “Stres very, lo. Relax just a few times.”

Nasha looked at Alvin cynically, “Ya, you can just say that. Try here replace, lo who became the chairman of the show division.”

“If so, you want to be the chairman of the implementation?”

Nasha frowned not understanding.

“Not lo doang times that tortured the same si-Rival-fucking it,” continued Alvin.

Nasha held back her laughter, “So you were told to be the chief executive, Vin? Haha. Geez, I'm very fond of you torture too.”

Nasha laughed so hard, even her tears started to come out. He did not intend to laugh at people's suffering. He was happy because he did not suffer alone. At least he has — friends to discuss— who both hate Rival.

Nasha then turned to find Alvin who was looking at him flatly. Nasha then shut up and smiled.

“Sorry, I'm just grinning because I'm not alone.”

Nasha picked up the bottle drink given by Alvin earlier, “Thank you, yes!”

Galih just silently looked dislike when he saw Alvin smiling at Nasha who was drinking his drink. He was wrong for advising Rival to make Alvin the chief executive.

His feet suddenly wanted to step forward when he saw Alvin sitting so close to Nasha. His hands were clenched and eager to punch Alvin who was doing things to Nasha. However, his image as the vice chairman of OSIS must be maintained. He can't just hit Alvin in public.

Alvin sat close to Nasha who was writing the time sequence. Alvin seriously read what Nasha wrote.

“So, Vin, I can actually make the time well. But make concepts, like themes and so on, I can't. I can't, anyway, ask for help from other friends?”

“Bo—” says Alvin truncated.

“Nasha,” call Galih.

Nasha looked at Galih. He smiled awkwardly because he was found being with Alvin. But, he was sure he didn't need to feel guilty because of the fact he and Alvin were just talking about the show.

“Gue wants to talk to you about something, important!”

Walk first. Nasha then tidied up her stationery and smiled at Alvin, “Gue first, yes, Vin. Entar is connected again.”

Nasha walked while hugging the books and stationery, she also lowered her head in fear. Galih looked angry. He doesn't usually speak that cold. Unknowingly, Nasha bumped into the back of Galih who stopped abruptly.

Galih turned around and looked seriously at Nasha, “Gue does not like lo deket-deket same Alvin.”

Nasha frowned, “You misunderstood, Sister. I'm not clucking, really. I'm just discussing what needs to be discussed. That's it!”

“But I saw it with my own eyes, lo deket-deket same Alvin, Nasha,” he said trying as quiet as possible.

Nasha sighed, “Before I clarify, I want to ask you something sister.”

Galih raised his chin a sign he asked Nasha to continue his words. “I became sexy show, really because of the thought of Kak Rival, or you who give advice, sis?”

Nasha nodded. “And, I don't want you to go into the dismissal hearing, Sha. Therefore, I give advice for you to be the chairman of the event division.”

Nasha sighed in disbelief. What did Galih mean to give that advice? Rather than being the chairman of the event division that is so heavy, Nasha prefers to follow the dismissal hearing. Nasha is convinced that Galih must know very well how the consequences of being part of the event division. And for someone like Nasha? Become the chairman of the event division? Holy hooch!

“Let me be clear, yes, Galih. First, I'm Deket same Alvin also because of his own brother, right? Second, my sister and I had nothing to do. So, Galih doesn't need to limit me to hanging out with anyone. Sorry, Brother.”

Nasha passed away leaving Galih. It was late afternoon and he really wanted to go home. He was upset that Galih was showing concern, but it was also Galih who made Nasha's misery increase. Although, Nasha did not know Galih's intentions good or bad, still Nasha was disappointed with Galih's decision.

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Alvin rides his bike casually. He enjoyed the view near the school. The trees are still very shady, plus there is a garden to play in. Understandably, because near the school there is a Kanak-Kanak Park.

Alvin suddenly braked his bike when he realized there was something on the swing near the tree. He stared at the rear view of his motorbike, but did not find anything he had seen.

“Jeez, where do you want to go again, ah!” gerutu Alvin and he turned the bike back.

Although Alvin is a man who looks Cool, he is actually very afraid of mystical things. For example, now. He runs his bike very slowly. He grumbled at himself who was scared but still broke.

“Hopefully not mba kunti. Hopefully not mba kunti.” That was all he repeated while drawing closer to something that was leaning on the swing rope.

Alvin approached slowly and could hear the sobbing. His shoulders are shaking too. However, before Alvin approached any further, he squatted down and noticed the person's leg.

“Nginjek floor! Jeez, relieved..”.

Nasha felt that there was someone behind her. He was upset because someone was very noisy even though Nasha was very sad. He turned around and was surprised to see someone there.

“Alvin?”

“Nasha?”

“Lo what is here?” tanya Nasha, “Take that squat. Don't-don't look at me, yeah?!”

Alvin's up soon. He scratches his nape that does not itch, “Lo do not talk carelessly, yes! I also love Lo!”

Nasha frowning, “Terus? What's this about?”

Alvin stepped closer. He also sat on the swing beside Nasha. He could see there were tears on the girl's face that were below average.

“I should have. What is malem gini lo still here? Mana while playing the swing again. Kan, I guess mba kunti!”

Nasha laughed softly, “There's aja lo, Vin."

Nasha and Alvin were silent. Nasha is lowered back while leaning on the swing rope, and the curious Alvin wants to make sure that Nasha is completely out of tears.

“Lo cry, Sha?”

“Emang I mba kunti really what?” canda Nasha's.

“Serious, Nasha!”

Nasha got up from her seat, and tidied her hair and uniform. He smiled at Alvin before leaving Alvin alone.

“Kepo, lo!”

To be Continued