Wrong Target Revenge

Sneaking Silently

Sagi and Anchil moved from their positions, simultaneously. Their eyes stared for a moment, until they finally turned away. Both of them turned towards the door, as there was a knock from outside.

"Anchil, why are you yelling?" ask Raniwe.

"Ma's only dream." replied Anchil.

"Would Mama go inside, to make sure you are" said Raniwe.

"Yes Ma, please." Anchil immediately covers the blanket, until Sagi's body is not visible.

Raniwe looked at the blanket, which looked bloated. He kept looking at her, while walking closer.

"What's that under the covers?" ask Raniwe.

"It was just a blanket covering Ma's pillow" Anchil replied.

Raniwe was only a mangosteen, while Anchil was worried beyond measure. His body was now cold hot, just like a person who would perform on stage alone.

"If so, Mama goes back to the room" said Raniwe.

Anchil smiled with relief. "Yes Ma, with pleasure."

"Cock your heart happy?" cananda Raniwe's.

"Because I'm sleepy Ma." Anchil yawned, while covering his mouth.

Raniwe mangosteen, then out of the room. There was only Anchil and Sagi left, who immediately moved from their respective positions.

"You can't, look at the rat. You must want to fuck around, right." Anchil hit his arm.

"As much as you are Anchil, I obviously don't mean anything." replied Sagi.

Sagi immediately stepped out of Anchil's room. Then the girl went back to sleep, because her eyes still felt heavy. Want to immediately shut down again, to fall asleep.

The next day, Anchil and Sagi leave together. Both of them had finished breakfast, because it was Anchil's house rules like that.

"Because Mama wants us to go together. You and I are both his children." replied Anchil.

"I'm just his adopted son." said Sagi.

"The bottom line is, you're still his son. Want a cake adopted child, a cake biological child, a cake stepson, everything is the same." replied Anchil.

Anchil is still focused on driving the car, while Sagi watches the trees running along with the speed of his vehicle. A few minutes later, both arrived.

”Hih, I don't understand the dance moves. Why today, there should be such a lesson.” his inner.

Amran, Rudit, and Keke approached Anchil. They had been waiting, but Anchil had not come either.

"Why are you slow, coming to school is not as early as usual" said Amran.

"I'm waiting for Sagi." replied Anchil.

"That's a very relaxed waiter, he's not self-conscious. Already know hitchhiking, still preparing to be like a conch." sneered Rudit.

"That's it, don't extend it. I'm fine too." replied Anchil.

They step foot into the classroom, because the IPA lesson is about to begin. It turned out to be true, when Anchil entered the class together with Pak Husan.

"Kids, today we will learn about vegetative plants" said Husan.

"Yes sir." answer everything.

They opened each book, and began to write one by one the questions on the blackboard. Anchil is most finished first, so it can be out of class.

"I'd better go to the cafeteria for a bit, while waiting for them to leave the classroom. It feels like this throat is dry, it needs water to wet the esophagus." - Anchil monologue.

While walking, Anchil sees Sagi chatting with a woman. However, Anchil was less familiar. Little did he know that the boy was quiet and rarely left class. What business do they have, Anchil thought.