章節 17: Mario Orders or El Worried?
One school was excited, running in droves to the parking area when they found out that El would soon enter the school building with his favorite motorbike. Never mind the motorbike, the owner has become a favorite of the girls at this school. The most awaited figure finally arrived, but this time it brought the shocking news that shocked the disciples.
"NEW STUDENT AT SCHOOL COMES WITH EL!"
"WOW, ARE THEY ALREADY DATING?"
"DATING? DAMN, I HAVEN'T CREATED AROUND EL."
"IT'S TOO COOL THAT NEW STUDENT CAN OCCUPATE THE BACK SEAT OF EL'S MOTORCYCLE!"
"OMG, I CAN NOT SEE THIS EVENT IN THE MORNING!"
"CRAZY, REALLY CRAZY! DON'T LET PRISKA KNOW THIS."
Late. At the edge of the parking area, there was already Priska with her two evil friends who were standing looking at Nusa who was now being helped to get off El's motorbike, her gaze was very sharp and there was a radiance of displeasure from within.
"You should be taught a lesson if you've gone this far, Nusa," Priska muttered looking at Disty and Nika alternately, she smiled a mischievous smile that looked very suitable to be an antagonist if appointed as a film actor.
Two people who always accompany Priska from first grade to high school here are Disty and Nika. They also participate in every bullying that Priska does.
Priska is a girl with a high obsession with El. Without the two of them, Priska couldn't do anything naughty because there was no one to help her bullshit.
Back again to Nusa and El.
Nusa blew her bangs that fell on her face with a gust of wind from inside her mouth. She blames El for not bringing another helmet to wear herself, and it seems it's also her fault for being too nervous when El is at her house without remembering to take her helmet off first. Be a hairdo that looks a little disheveled.
"Your hair looks messy."
El took a small comb that he usually put in his uniform shirt pocket, usually, the boys would like to pocket a small comb. He brought his comb through Nusa's silky, dangling hair. The blessing of El's actions attracted a lot of attention and uncontrollable shouts from many students who were all jealous of El's treatment of treating Nusa especially.
"Sorry," El muttered as he pulled his hand to put the comb in his pocket. He immediately confirmed the location of his bag, then walked out of the parking area and also Nusa who was still standing beside his motorbike.
Nusa blinked her eyes because she was still shocked by El's treatment, then realized around her that she was now the center of everyone's attention. Some looked at her disapprovingly, cynically, and some even mocked her openly.
"You two go to school together?"
Nusa saw Mario who was walking towards her with very relaxed footsteps. The man is seen holding a basketball in his right hand. The boys must have been active since the morning with activities outside of class hours, even though the class had not yet started.
"Yes, I went to school with El, why?"
"Why? Don't you know that it becomes a fantastic topic of conversation? And just be careful because you might get attacked by El's fans. By the way, he's like the number one artist in this school."
"Oh, why am I being attacked by El's fanatical fans? I and El just go to school together, after all, that's El's wish."
"Not that I forbid you, but you deserve to go to school with me. Mario is handsome and number one in the universe."
Mario was seen hitting his chest in slow motion, he seemed proud of himself with completely weightless words. He wanted to say aphorisms to tell Nusa to stay away from El, but instead, he said something like that.
"You are confident, I thought you wanted to say something important and negative," said Nusa with a small chuckle, she adjusted her tie and looked back at Mario with a smile. "Where's Reza?" She asked.
"Earlier he chose to defecate at his house first, so I left early rather than late. I'm a student who obeys the rules a little. I'm also lazy to wait for people who are defecating like I have nothing to do."
They started walking out of the parking area with Mario constantly glaring at the students who blatantly mocked Nusa, he became a protector when words shouldn't be spoken to this innocent girl. Some words that sounded quite satirical made Nusa slightly lower his head.
"Oh my God, today with El and Mario, who's next, Reza?"
Nusa lifted her head when she heard the voice of a girl she didn't know she had seen her face in, looked at Mario with a look in her eyes that would soon burst into tears. "Mario, I want to get a book first at the library, then allow the teacher to have the first lesson. See you in class." She said waving her hand.
"Eh--"
Before Mario could hold Nusa's hand, the girl was already running fast towards the library. He sighed. This was the first time El was close to a girl, and it was the first time that a girl could enter El's life other than Alvira.
Is it wrong to enter El's life?
While on the one hand...
(It's been 15 minutes since the incident left Mario alone with the excuse of wanting to go to the library)
Nusa was now sitting on one of the long chairs in the library, taking the deepest and furthest spot so that she wouldn't be seen. She lowered her face while squeezing her fingers tightly, clear tears starting to wet the surface of her hands.
Think of Nusa as a person with feelings, and that's true. All this time Rehan had always been there for her, guarding and protecting her. She had never been treated rudely, let alone treated as lowly as before, especially by everyone in this school. It's not everyone's fault, but some people who put a sense of idol on El.
Nusa has no intention of going with El. Just blame El, why did he suddenly come to Nusa's house asking Rehan to deliver the order, so Nusa didn't have anyone to take her to school. Whether you want to take an online vehicle or a taxi, Rehan will surely grumble again. Everything sounds awry.
Nusa grumbled a little, her sobs sounded faint because if she heard she was afraid of being reprimanded by the librarian.
"Likes to cry."
Nusa looked up, then saw El's athletic body in front of her, handing him a glass of warm tea.
"Bara?"
"Are you out of class?"
"Eh, of course, it's not like that, I want to take the textbook. But Mrs. Rinda said to wait until the time for the morning tadarus is over, I already--"
"Talk too much."
El puts a small tissue packet in front of Nusa, seeing the girl's swollen eyes remind him of Alvira who likes to cry. "Clean your nose," he said.
As a result of El's words, Nusa immediately wiped her tears in a hurry and grabbed the tissue package that El had given her.
El secretly watched Nusa's movements. Watching the girl clean the clear thick liquid that was slightly coming out of her nose. Yes, naturally, after all, Nusa was already crying.
"Thank you, Bara," Nusa said in a tone that sounded very sincere.
"Hmm."
Nusa drank the hot tea without taking her eyes off El's face. That handsome face never got tired of looking at her, and she liked to stare at her for a long time and of course this man was the dream of almost every girl in school. Day by day, her curiosity grew so much that she wanted to know at least a little about El.
"Why are you here? Are you worried about me?"
"You are confident."
"If you're not worried, why bring all this?"
"I have orders,"
Nusa raised an eyebrow. "Whose orders?" She asked in surprise, it was only natural that El could act like this.
"Mario."
Nusa bent her smile, then put the teacup back on the table. She thought El met her on the man's initiative but she didn't and it seemed she shouldn't expect anything about El's whole attitude towards her. She supported her face with her right hand, watching El with a very sharp gaze.
"What are you doing now?"
"Bara, I want to ask you something, may I?"
"Hmm."
"Answer me honestly, because I'm very curious about it, don't worry, I wasn't sad when Mario told you to come here."
"Yeah, the point?"
"Just what do you have to do with--"
"Huh, El? Why are you there with Nusa?"
They both turned to the source of the voice that interrupted Nusa's words. There was already Mrs. Rinda standing with five piles of new books in hand, she seemed to want to arrange the new books on the shelves according to categories.
Nusa awkwardly scratched her cheek that didn't itch, she was afraid that the teacher who was guarding the library would misunderstand her and El.
"Hello Mrs. Rinda, El wants to take the book that was left with me." Nusa's simple words made Mrs. Rinda just nod in understanding and then continue her activities, walking away to start compiling books according to categories.
Nusa sighed. Then she looked back at El who looked relaxed without the panicked expression she showed earlier. "Why do you feel normal?"
El raised one eyebrow. "What do I have to do?"
"Yes, what are you doing. Panic or at least help answer Mrs. Rinda's question earlier, Mrs. Rinda almost has a suspicious thought."
"Oh."
"Why just say 'oh'?"
"Who knows."
"Why is it so annoying?"
"Hmm."
Already, it's useless talking to El who has very little vocabulary. Nusa blew her bangs in annoyance, then looked at El again like before. "Do you know Rehan?" She asked. She was too curious and finally wanted to know the answer to the male version in front of her.
Ah yes, El almost forgot. At first, he also wanted to ask this but forgot. However, he was also curious. Hey, El is human just like everyone else. They differ only in terms of character and behavior.
"Rehan is an employee at my Uncle's coffee shop."
"Why didn't you tell me that you knew Rehan? He's my brother. That means I've been telling stories about you all along, he knows!" said Nusa happily, panicking afraid that Rehan would leak if she was annoyed with El. I'm sure when you tell stories you always grunt.
"A story about me?"
"Oops." Nusa closed his mouth spontaneously. She cursed herself for being too eager to speak. Where do you want to put her face later?
"Ah that, I just said that at school sat with a boy."
El narrowed his eyes and got up from his seat. "Yes, I'm first class," he said as he left Nusa who was now patting his forehead.
"Oh stupid Nusa, Bara will feel confident because of me!"
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