Kapitel 21: It's El's Responsibility
"Are you okay?"
El helped drink a glass of warm tea for Alvira while holding his sister's head so she wouldn't choke. Alvira passed out until the last lesson and now it was time to go home. She is like this, she is a very weak girl, so El is very strict in everything that has to do with her.
Alvira smiled, showing her best smile even though her head still felt a little dizzy. "Enough, what happened to me?" She replied with a smile that showed a row of white and neat teeth.
"Wow, it looks like Alvira has amnesia, El, hurry up and take her to the hospital, afraid she will hit her head," Mario said excitedly, he checked Alvira's temperature on her forehead using the back of her hand. "OH MY GOD, WHAT DO I SAY!" he continued with a shout.
"Looks like you're the one who's sick, Mario," said Reza while rubbing his face, Mario who acted unclearly but instead he felt embarrassed. Yes, of course, he had to maintain his manners since Alvira was here. Otherwise, he would have chimed in with Mario since they both had almost the same criteria.
"Leave it alone, rather than you being embarrassed in front of the girl you're looking for," Mario said while crossing his arms in front of his chest. He raised one eyebrow as if he was teasing Reza. Now he knew his best friend's goal. The weakness, once discussing Alvira, Reza had to be quiet, just like now.
"Damn you, if you want to fight, let's go to the school grounds and settle down as a man," Reza mumbled a little.
Alvira chuckled at the behavior of the two of them, she didn't even get bored with Mario and Reza's behavior as long as El was close friends. To her, the two men were very comforting in various situations. So, whatever the conditions, they can meet with her presence.
"Mario and Reza are so cute," Alvira said quietly, she took a strand of hair that was blocking her view to put behind her ear because it was quite disturbing.
"I was always funny from birth until I grew up, I'm still funny. But especially for Reza, God forbid saying funny for him," said Mario in a proud tone of voice. He didn't even hesitate to act with a high degree of confidence.
"Your mouth asked me to spray it with Priska's perfume. Have you ever tasted it?" Reza replied with a triumphant smile, suddenly remembering the smell of Priska's perfume that stung his sense of smell. Maybe to Priska, it smelled like an angel from heaven, but according to Mario and Reza's smell, it smelled like the smell of flowers in a grave. Sorry, but usually guys are always right, right?
"ROT PERFUMES, RUIN MY OLFACTORY. SEEMS EXPENSIVE PERFUMES, BUT SOMETHING LIKE THAT."
With a frenzy, Mario stuttered like a nauseous person. HE is not a very anti-pure perfume. He didn't know what perfume brand, but according to Mario, whatever perfume Priska was wearing, suddenly smelled bad. Yeah, maybe it's an innate dislike with that one girl.
"You guys are noisy," said El in a calm tone. Luckily the school bell had rung fifteen minutes ago so that their conversation wouldn't be overheard by many people and didn't disturb the noise they both made -- only Mario Reza was excited --.
"Eh, how about it? So take the Nusa bag that is in Bian?" Mario asked, pulling the chair he was sitting on to get closer to El.
El nodded curtly. He remembers when he entered Bian's class, without permission, he immediately took Nusa's bag which was right on the man's desk. Ignoring the scornful gaze Bian gave him, he walked back out of the classroom occupied by the boy who was always at the peak of his temper.
Alvira who heard Bian and Nusa's words became interested and wanted to know what happened, could it be that she missed the news? "Bara, what did you do to Bian? Fighting again?" She asked innocently.
Mario and Reza simultaneously kept their mouths shut. They never wanted to interfere in the affairs of El and Alvira.
"No," El answered curtly.
Trying to find the truth in her brother's eyes, she gave her a probing look. "Honestly with me, what's your problem this time with Bian?" She asked like a detective interrogating the figure beside her.
"I just hit him," El answered again, in addition to short words, he also answered carelessly.
"How many times? You always get into trouble with Bara just because of me." Alvira smiled bitterly, feeling unworthy in this position.
"Not counting," El answered with a bit of reluctance to follow the topic of his sister's conversation.
Alvira took a deep breath. She had told El many times, for what happened to her didn't need to be resolved with emotional outbursts that physically hurt other people. But it seemed like El was used to protecting herself like this, so it was hard to give advice whatever it took.
"How many more times do I have to tell you?" She asked in an annoyed tone like she wanted to hit El's body to punish her brother, but she held it in.
"Do not know," replied El.
"Apologize to Bian, okay?"
El squeaked reluctantly. It was clear that Bian was guilty because with his innocent face he threw the ball at Alvira. Even if it was unintentional, he should be here right now to apologize for what happened earlier, but unfortunately, he didn't.
"Not."
"Well, if you don't want to forgive and make peace, then you will go to hell, don't be too difficult to forgive each other."
"Oh, I see.."
Annoying, right? El just answered like that. Although sometimes he can be a warm person, that one man can be very annoying when replying with solid, short, and clear sentences.
How much Alvira talked about this, that was how much El was vehemently opposed. "Let's just go home, want to be at school until the evening?" he said at last.
El nodded his head. "Later you go home with Reza, I want to deliver the bag containing the bomb to the owner," he said while kissing Alvira's forehead tenderly. Don't forget to also stroke the top of his beloved sister's head.
"Where are you going? Then whose bag is that?" asked Alvira.
"Nusa, I already told you."
Raising an eyebrow, he was curious half to death. "Nusa? What happened to him?" he asked with one more eyebrow raised.
Mario got up from his seat and spread his arms in the air. "Home, I'll explain later, dear. Now let's go home, I'm hungry, I want to eat at your house." Not knowing the situation, he spoke like that accompanied by his trademark goofy smile. Lucky because he looks handsome, if not Mario is better just thrown to another planet.
"Your words sound irritating, treating El's house like your own," said Reza while patting Mario's head lightly, he didn't know his best friend's shame.
Mario grimaced, then looked at Reza as if he was hurt. "Well, if I don't think of El's house like mine, then what?" he asked with a silly grin.
Reza nodded resignedly, not intending to reply to Mario's words. According to her, serving men is endless.
"Take care of my sister," El said to Reza while patting his friend's shoulder lightly. He threw his bag at Mario, then put Nusa's bag on his back. "Take my bag home. Be careful, I'm going first." El continued as he got up from his seat and walked out of the hospital with a straight face. He started walking into the parking area, riding his favorite motorbike while wearing a helmet to be safe on the trip.
In his current mind, why does an innocent girl like Nusa look so weak? Although it looks from the outside the girl is very cheerful and even always curious about what is her attraction. But it turns out that the inside is not as smooth as it looks on the outside. He was also quite surprised by Nusa who is Rehan's younger sister. Yes, it's his fault that he doesn't care about his surroundings, he doesn't even want to know what Rehan's background is all this time.
El has been close to Rehan for a long time. But only this time to the man's house, and yes at his uncle's request --maybe otherwise he wouldn't have gone to the house of the man who worked in his Uncle's cafe--. No wonder he never found out if Rehan had a sister.
Quickly, he rode his motorcycle out of school. I don't know what he was thinking until he was willing to obey Nusa's words to deliver this bag containing several textbooks. Ah, he thought that the girl's condition, which was on the news of the commotion today at school, was a pity.
'Do you know about Nusa being doused with a bucket full of cold water on Priska? What do you know?! Next time don't be the guy who pretends to know everything, you're very meddling and defending the wrong. So don't feel like you're at the top,'
Bian's words filled his head, he felt dizzy with all this happening. And since when did his head think about things like this? ah annoying, because Nusa's presence in his life made everything unstable.
Priska, again about that annoying girl. Maybe he'd give a little warning to the girl who always goes too far when it comes to bullying, if necessary he makes it clear that she's not doing that despicable thing again. Because arbitrariness cannot be cultivated, it must be eradicated immediately.
He didn't want to look like a hero, but seeing Priska's victims of various kinds of bullying made him inevitably have to step in as the grandson of the owner of Adalard High School.
Abusing power? no. Instead, he uses it for useful things, such as reprimanding students who are not worthy of attending his family's school.
"That's my responsibility, isn't it?"
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