章 18: Priska’s Bullying Target
"Phew.."
Nusa sighed tiredly while rubbing her slightly sweaty forehead. She was very tired because Mrs. Rinda asked for help in compiling some new books, but not a little. Fortunately, Mrs. Rinda allowed her homeroom teacher and subject teacher to teach her class in the first and second hours, so she felt a little lucky that she didn't study math.
"Are you done, Nusa?"
Mrs. Rinda smiled at her, feeling very helped by this diligent new student.
Nusa nodded her head, then returned the teacher's smile very sweetly. "Yes ma'am, I have arranged everything neatly according to the categories as you said." She said, clapping her hands, intending to brush off any dust that might have landed on her palms.
"Sorry, I thought there were only a few books. If you don't help, it turns out that there are so many books and I can't do it quickly. Maybe it will be finished tomorrow without you,"
"It's okay, Madam. Besides, I also got my reward in the morning for helping you," replied Nusa with a small chuckle. She put a strand of hair hanging behind her ear, slightly disturbing her vision.
"Yes, now you can go to class to continue the next lesson, thank you. I have data for your book, you can put the book in a private locker but don't lose it."
"You're welcome ma'am and thank you for helping me by lending me a book. I'm going to class first, see you, Mrs. Rinda."
Nusa smiled, then kissed the back of Mrs. Rinda's hand politely. After that, she returned to where she was sitting to retrieve her bag along with some 12th-grade books that she had just put in her school bag.
"Excuse me, ma'am. Have a nice day."
At the same time, Nusa started to leave the library room. Her sadness had disappeared considering El's treatment of her. Why did the man take orders from Mario to give her a cup of hot tea?
Ah yes, a cup of hot tea!
Quickly, Nusa returned to the library and walked over to the table earlier. "Ah, if this glass is lost, Tari will be angry with me." She muttered.
After picking up the glass, she headed back out of the library. Her footsteps took her to the cafeteria because she wanted to hand over the glass to the owner aka Tari.
"Tari, I want to return the teacup that Bara ordered earlier," said Nusa while holding out a glass handle in front of Tari. Seen a woman who smiled broadly at the figure of Nusa who managed to steal the attention of the school community, including the residents of the canteen, her beautiful face deserved to be side by side with El.
"Eh, you don't have to turn it around, it's okay. Moreover, handsome El pays a hundred thousand rupiah just for a cup of tea, it's already profitable for me."
Nusa opened her mouth as a sign of being flabbergasted by Tari's words. How can one glass of tea be valued at one hundred thousand rupiahs by El? he seems too rich so no matter how much money he spends, for Nusa, 100 thousand rupiahs can be used to buy half a pot of meatballs on the side of the road, even better.
"This is the glass, I'm willing to come here, it turns out you don't need a glass."
Tari chuckled, she was one of the most updated residents of the cafeteria than the others. "It turns out that people have misjudged you, Nusa, the girls were talking about you. I don't agree with their opinion." She said while taking the glass offered by Nusa.
Nusa raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean, Tari? What are people talking about me?" She asked curiously.
"Oh, so what's your name? Nusa? Yes, you're everyone's talk of!"
"How did you know?"
"Talk about you is trending!" said Tari while snapping her fingers as a sign of remembering what she wanted to say.
"Trending? I'm not an artist, what are you talking about?"
"You're Elbara's girlfriend, right?"
"Me? Is that what they're talking about--"
"Eh, you stupid girl!"
Before Nusa could finish her speech with Tari, someone had pulled her out of the cafeteria by pulling her hand so hard that her steps faltered. She turned to the person, then her eyes widened when she saw who was now pulling her body. She is Priska.
All attention was on the two of them. How could that be? The news of Nusa with El was too shocking for Priska, who incidentally has always been a barrier for girls to approach El. Many also whispered --yes, not whispering her name-- talking about what would happen to Nusa if Priska intervened like this.
Because of Priska, the girl who marked El as her own. Only Priska and for Priska.
"Slow down, Priska, it's hard for me to carry a lot of textbooks on me," said Nusa in her small voice. Her steps seem to float because Priska is now pulling her hand in big, hasty steps as if not letting her relax first, even though she is very tired from lifting books in the library.
Priska didn't care about Nusa's words at all. She immediately went into the women's toilet and threw Nusa's body on the floor. "Are you have a relationship with El?" She asked to the point because she didn't want to delay anything that had to do with Elbara. Just because of that man, she became like this. Love needs a struggle, so let's just say this includes the struggle of a Priska for El.
Nusa winced as her ass throbbed in pain. Gosh, Priska is a rude person. "I and Bara are just friends. We are friends because we sit side by side, El and I are not close." She answered with a series of sentences spoken very innocently.
Unfortunately, Priska's emotions peaked when she heard Nusa's words, which she thought were innocent. Oh wait, innocent or just pretending to be innocent?
"You don't have to lie."
"I'm not lying. Bara came to my house, just ask him if you don't believe me. Why do you want to act like this with your anger?"
To Nusa's house? El? Priska's mind is now branching with thoughts that have spread everywhere, along with emotions that are peaking at the top of her head. She feels jealous when what she wants from El, turns out to be realized in another girl. Pain, that's how she felt.
"I don't believe in a cheap girl like you!"
Priska clapped her hands twice, then Disty and Nika came out from behind one of the toilets. Both of their hands were carrying buckets of tap water, which was very cold this morning.
"Uh, what do you want?" asked Nusa frantically. She was very worried about the condition of the book that would later be damaged. Immediately, she took off her backpack, then threw the bag from where it had fallen.
"You're noisy," said Disty. With Nika's help, she doused Nusa's body with a bucket full of water.
Byur...
Nusa rubbed her face which was splashed with cold water. She felt a chill that directly pierced the nerve cells in her body. From top to bottom, everything is wet.
"What's your problem with me?" Nusa asked in a choked voice. Okay, now she wants to cry and needs a hug from Rehan, please anyone tell her sister about this incident.
"Don't get too close to El. Otherwise, you'll feel more than this, dear Nusa. Let's go back to class." said Priska as she walked away from the women's restroom with a smile that showed satisfaction.
"You're looking for attention! You don't have to act so much, so feel all this!" said Disty, throwing the bucket in her hand so hard it hit the toilet floor. She followed Priska's footsteps.
"Next time, don't feel like a prima donna." This time, it was Nika who spoke while gently patting the top of Nusa's head. "Don't be naughty anymore, or you'll feel more than this." She continued in a soft coquettish tone.
Like Priska and Disty, Nika now also comes out of the toilet with a big smile. This bullying activity will quickly spread in this school, moreover, the object they are bullying is a girl who was recently close to El, of course, it will quickly reach the ears of the boy.
Nusa sighed, not intending to get up from the floor. She hugged her knees while chanting the words 'I need you, Rehan' every second. Wanting to go out of the toilet was embarrassing because surely her underwear was printed showing her curves.
"Looks pathetic."
Footsteps were heard approaching Nusa firmly.
"What are you doing? Why are you sitting there? Then why are your clothes all wet? Hey, don't cry!"
With a frenzy, a deep voice sounded extremely anxious. Nusa immediately raised her head. With a face that was already red from crying, she immediately hugged whoever the boy was. She didn't care if someone saw this and ended up misunderstanding it.
"Please, I'm afraid." Whispered Nusa while tightly gripping the uniform of the boy who was now hugging her back, she also needed warmth because she had showered twice in the morning, the second one was a deliberate factor.
"It must be Priska, right?"
Nusa did not answer the boy's words, she was busy crying lamenting her fate this morning.
She heard the boy sigh, then released Nusa's embrace on her body. Fortunately, she intended to be truant and her bag which contained only one pen and one book and a world-branded jacket came in handy in a situation like this. "You're wearing my jacket, because your clothes look transparent, sorry." She said looking away, holding out her jacket.
Nusa nodded, then took the jacket that the boy had offered her.
"I'm here to help you up."
After that, Nusa smiled a little. "Thank You," she says.
"Don't you want to meet me?"
"Eh?"
"My name is Fabian, just call me Bian. But it's okay to call me 'honey' if you want. And you mean you have a debt with me, after school, I will take you home so that your debt is paid off. I don't accept rejection, okay?"
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