[TLS#1] Senior
SENIOR 2

Meira's eyes blinked, her brain digesting the sentence Devan had just uttered. Slowly the tiny body turned back, and there appeared a handsome man with a flat face before him. Meira gulped roughly at his saliva then smiled clumsily at the flat-faced guy.

"H-hi. Brother Alka."

Alka just stared flatly at Meira, after which she stepped past Meira without a word.

Meira again blinked in disbelief with her mouth slightly open looking at it.

The girl pinched her lips and called Alka back, until the man stopped. Out of nowhere the courage within him had suddenly come to the surface. Meira's anxiety at the guy may be much greater than her fear.

"Sir Alka!" call him, but Alka just remained silent without turning around. It made Meira snatch annoyed. Why is that guy so hard to talk to? Her thought.

"Isa... Brother Alka, that person if called, well, nyahut, not just silent," he lightly exclaimed. Regardless of Alka's friends who gawk at Meira's courage.

Slowly, the tall body turned to stare coldly at Meira. But I don't know what demon possessed Meira so boldly stepped before Alka.

"Well, that's dong. Kan, good to say if facing gini, like in the movies I usually watch. Face to face, talk, keep looking-and-see-"

"Udah?" meira's mouth suddenly stopped blabbering, as Alka's wet hoarse voice interrupted her chatter.

"Huh?" instead of answering, Meira instead floated a confused look at Alka until the guy let out a faint sigh.

"Take him, Van!" alka's orders to Devan the guy's call. Alka turned back and walked away from Meira.

"Will not go to the cafeteria?" devan asked, trying to distract Meira from Alka. Meira looked at Devan for a moment and then took Alka's jacket, which was on Devan, then ran over to Alka who was sitting on one of the stall chairs.

Devan was flabbergasted not to be finished with the uniqueness and courage of the girl. Good and all the rest.

"Kak Alka, go, anyway? Kan, I'm not done talking," Meira said with pursed lips and sat in front of Alka.

Alka stared intently at this girl who thought she was crazy. But the girl's reply was beyond Alka's expectations. Instead of being afraid, Meira showed her a grin.

Does the terrifying aura of Alka have no effect on a Meira?

"Oh, Brother Alka! How come Meira's been fucked, anyway?!" Alka rolled her eyeballs lazily and then switched to mobile phones. Maybe playing a game was better than facing this brat before him.

"Kan, Meira is being questioned again. Meira was wrong, what, anyway? Kok, the feeling from earlier dicuekin mulu same Kak Alka. What's because Meira's powder faded? Meira's hair is messy? Meira's nose is spotty? Ow hell! Which glass is glass?!" Meira busied herself with all her strangeness to the point of making Alka grit her teeth holding back her irritation.

"Where's my glass, dad? It was in my pocket, hmmpptt."

"Isa... Kwak Alkwa!" Alka rolled her eyes lazily. One of the cirengs he managed to use to clothe Meira's mouth until finally the girl stopped babbling. But it seems that Alka's thinking is wrong, because Meira again chatted after the chirp was used up.

"Gee... Nice too yah, the sirens! Meira likes. Who's this made of, anyway? So yummy. Cireng in deket house is not as good as this, emm... I'll buy it here, huh. How, brother? Can I not come here?" Meira stared expectantly at Alka who was still busy with her game.

"Ck. No, I'm being cheated again."

Alka kept her phone on the table a little rough. Looking coldly at Meira who was also looking at him but with a wide smile.

"Go!" meira's mouth opened successfully when one word was thrown from the lips of Ranum Alka.

"Go? From now on I talked at length, kept checking, turn to talk even told to go. Why is the universe always evil as me?" tanyanya, daramatis.

"Go or do you know the consequences?" Meira throws her lips and stands up from her seat.

"Judah I'm gone. But this is me back in Kak Alka's jacket."

Meira offered the denim jacket to Alka but the master just stared without intending to take it.

"Wash!"

"Kok, in the wash all?! I don't wear it for one day. Wear it on the waist too, not on the body."

"You throw it away!" Meira shook her head firmly. Yes, this cool jacket is thrown away just because someone borrowed it.

"Son, mending I wash, rather than banished."

Alka shrugged her shoulders indifferently and then refocused on her phone.

"Tomorrow if I'm dry, Dad, brother. I go first, don't miss, well, heavy. Brother Alka will not be strong, let Meira alone." Alka again gritted her teeth. His lips tightly clenched together to form a single thin line.

Who exactly is this cute girl? thought.

"Sister Devan, Brother Good!" suddenly the owner of the name who was playing chess turned to Meira when he heard the sound of the girl's cry.

"Meira first, yeah. I'm sorry, brother, because it scared me. Don't think about it." Meira throws a grin before actually leaving.

Devan and Bagus gawk at the level of the pretentious girl who has now disappeared in front of him. The eyes of the two also fell on the ordinary Alka.

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"Lo's all set?" the three sentences that came out from the lips of the Alka ranum made all the members of The Lion nod in spirit.

Tonight they will attack the motorcycle gang of their arch-enemy who is none other than the Wolf Gang.

The Lion's proud denim jackets are perfectly attached to their athletic bodies. The headband bearing the head of the Lion is beautifully circular on the head of Alka, not to forget also with a red cloth bearing Captain Of The Lion on his left arm as a sign that he is the chairman of The Lion.

Alka tightened the headband on her head and looked at Bagus who combed her hair with his hands.

"That lo hair, Gus," cried Alka commanding, who got a look from Bagus.

"Biarin gini only time, Al. I am gondrong gini." Nice to proudly comb her hair while whistling looking at the small mirror on her left hand.

Alka rolled her eyes lazily and was indifferent by coming out of the basecamp followed by the other members of The Lion. Except Devan's holding Good.

"Well, what is my name?" good Eyes squinted suspiciously at Devan.

"That's your hair! Kan, it's not funny if the children of the Sri Ligala Gang thrash your hair," snorted Devan panted.

"Yes too, yeah. In vain dong krimbat me every day if my hair is grabbed by the same hand full of unclean children of the Wolf Gang."

Devan rolled his eyes lazily.

"Then tie it up!"

"Ck. Yeah, yeah." yeah."

Devan also came out leaving Bagus who was busy tying his hair. Not long ago the guy also followed his friends who were already on top of their respective vehicles.

"For so long lo, Gus," said Ezra,—cowok with black hair rather curly.

"My hair is tied up first!" exciting Good.

"Shave bald Gus not for long." It was good to be prepared to lift his shoes to Ezra, if only the wet husky of Alka did not interrupt them.

"Fixed or not coming?!" It was good to sigh hearing that cold voice. He also stepped onto his black Harley bike.

The roar of the motor began to sound when Alka first started the engine, followed by her friends. Not long after, a group of Ninja Sport and Harley motorcycles joined the Jakarta street led by a handsome man in cold blood. Alkavero Mahardika's.

Alka's gaze was so sharp that it was covered in the glass of the black full face helmet she was using. His hardened jaw held that he was now holding a rage that was ready to explode at any moment.

Since returning home from school he got word that one of the members of the Wolves did a plotting and blackmailing against one of the junior members of The Lion. That's what makes Alka wrath to be determined to finish off the Wolf Gang tonight.

Not feeling 30 minutes drive, they have arrived in front of an unused arsenal again. The Wolf and the Lion had indeed planned the best place for bloodshed, and this was his choice.

Alka got off her red and black sports bike, followed by Devan, Bagus and others.

In front there were already about 15 members of the Wolves in their pride clothes. The head emblems of the Wolves are beautifully sewn on the backs of their jackets. Alka advanced closer to the 15 members of the Wolf who looked at her sharply.

"Directly or pleasantries?" ask Alka.

One of the 15 men took one step forward with a cynical grin on his dark lips.

"Keep Calm, Alka. Don't be in a hurry, how about we have a coffee?" Alka screeched cynically and looked at them one by one.

A split second later, one kick landed perfectly on the stomach of the guy who had just spoken to Alka. The guy fell down from a sudden attack.

"The Lion's Welcome!" tukas Alka, relax. Then go back to his friends.

"Ezra, Malik, Adnan, Arnold, Tian!" Alka mentioned one by one the names of its members. The five owners of the name simultaneously spoke of Alka.

"Exit them!" his words were embraced by the five men.

Of course not just any members that Alka called. The 5 men were not ordinary members in The Lion, making Alka give the confidence to finish off the 15 members of the Wolf for now.

No matter the 5th member of The Lion also got an attack, but it was not comparable to the attack obtained by the Wolf Gang.

Not long after the 15 men fell in front of The Lion. Alka grinned satisfied to see him. After that Alka walked leisurely to the 15 members of the Wolf.

"Where's Petra?" he asked in a low voice, cold.

The bright brown-haired fellow who was lying on the ground scornfully stared upwards where Alka was standing.

"Got-uhuk! Uhuk!" the guy coughed when inhumanly Alka stepped on his chest.

"Do you know me or die?!" the guy gulped his saliva rough. Suddenly his hair bristled at Alka's cold hissing.

"Pe-petra is inside" he replied, as Alka's feet were still on his chest.

A groan of pain rang out as Alka pressed her legs over the chest of the boy then walked into the warehouse followed by her companions.

"HEATHER?!"

"OUT THE COWARD?!"

It was not Alka who shouted. Except Devan and Good. All the members of The Lion ransacked the warehouse. Until not long later appeared 3 more men who they believed were members of the gang of the Wolves.

"Surely they'll play games first?" muttered Devan, cynical, who could still be heard by them.

"Where's Petra? Get him out of hiding if he's a guy!" timpal Good, pissed. His hands had been itching to hit someone but it seemed that the Wolf Gang wanted to play around first.

"Peter? Want to see petra? Stepin' on our bodies!" one of those 3 guys.

The Lion chuckled at the confidence of the three dumb guys.

"Let me go forward, Al, my hands have been gatel wanted to punch people since." Alka nodded, saying Good.

"Gue help," said Devan but Good shook his head.

"So. It's my part."

Devan glared then let Bagus step up against the three guys.

A few minutes later, the three men fell. Of course it makes Good laugh victory.

"Sok-sokan said step on my body first. Just been attacked by one person was already pat!" the gondrong guy sneered with a puckishness.

"Where is it, Al? Petra hasn't been out since" asked Adnan.

"So, did anyone bring firecrackers?" everyone looked at each other hearing Alka's question.

A firecracker?

Wh-wh-what for?

"What's it doing, Al?" ask Malik.

"Made sure!"

Everyone nodded in understanding.

"Gue, there are no firecrackers, but if there are matches" said Ezra. The guy grabbed his jacket pocket and pulled out a black gas lighter.

"here."

Ezra also gave a lighter that he used to smoke to Alka.

Alka picked up a medium-sized stone and then smashed it into the match. The next instant the sound of an explosion resounded within that dull warehouse.

"Lo must have been waiting, huh? Hence ledakin matches all." the figure they are looking for now already exists with a group of members of the Wolf Gang which number more than The Lion but only a thin difference.

"Out too you coward. Where did you go from? Farewell to your family?!" instead of getting angry, the black-haired guy with brown neutrals chuckled at Good. But it sounds like a mockery.

"His opponent this time is impatient, huh?" the boy stepped forward before Alka until they were only 3 meters away.

"How are you? The Lion of Garuda High School." a slanted smile plastered clearly on the lips of the man, in contrast to the faithful Alka with her flat face and sharp gaze.

"The Lion of Garuda High School." the guy spoke like spelling a nickname that was none other than Alka's nickname. "How are you? All right, same brother lo?" the man ended his speech with a mocking grin.

"Ah, I forgot. You don't admit brother to him." The guy whispered and ended up smiling obliquely.

Alka stared intently at this guy in front of her, instead of Alka not being able to fight back, she was just biding her time to talk.

"How are you? Can you still wake up?" Petra chuckles. "Bk, tsk. Lo dutiful son, Al." All the members of the Wolf laughed.

"Well, filial. Kan, Mama's son."

"Switch but who, instead of playing here, yak?"

"Back home, gih. Just hide in the ketek nyokap lo!"

Alka screeched cynically hearing all that, her legs moving one step forward until the distance of her and Petra got closer.

"Yuanda's Pentra...." Alka repeats Petra's style of speech by spelling out the boy's name. "You want me Mama's son. Papa's Son. Or whatever, you have no right to interfere." Alka paused and smiled obliquely. "Yokap lo yourself how are you? All right, all right, same kind of satisfied?"

Alka's words successfully made Petra growl restrained. Without the ba-bi-bu, he attacked Alka but alas, his movements could be read by Alka until her hands were held aloud.

One bogeman hit Petra's cheekbones. The guy smiled skewedly and then replied to Alka. And finally the fight between The Lion and the Wolf Gang happened again.

The longer this fight gets fiercer. Some members of The Lion and the Wolf Gang were already uprooted and even bleeding. But not with Alka who only get bruises on the cheekbones, temples and corners of her lips without the slightest blood.

This is where the Aurah of the Lion will come out when Alka is really emotional. But, want any emotion Alka will remain under control. Alka is a good controller. Except for one thing. About mom.

Blows repeatedly Alka lay in Petra's stomach until the guy coughed up blood.

Roughly, Alka kicked Petra until the man finally collapsed weakly.

Petra tried to get up with great difficulty. And succeed. He stood up and prepared to throw a punch at Alka, but his fist was restrained when he heard a voice they did not want to face.

Liws... Liws... *Tw...

Everything was in the fog, except Alka of course. The guy remained calm even though the police car sirens sounded so clear. His brain was busy thinking about who reported to the police? Isn't this place far from the reach of the police and citizens?

All the members of the Wolf Gang were already nowhere in place. While the members of The Lion are still standing waiting for Alka, although there are some of them who put on panicked faces.

"Why don't we run, Al? What if we get caught by the police?" good question, sounds a little panicked.

Alka looked at her friends one by one.

"You may go" he answered lightly, which astonished them.

"Aren't we afraid of being arrested?" timpal Devan too.

"This isn't a real police car." Alka patted her jacket which had been exposed to dust.

"You mean?" ask Ezra.

"You think. If these are real cops, where are they now? Why don't you arrest us?" everyone seemed to think until they finally realized something.

"So it's just boongan?!" pekik Good, pissed.

"But who would dare to take care of us?" ask Adnan, astonished.

"Damn. And fun too." Tian clucked in annoyance as his activities were interrupted.

Alka shrugged indifferently and walked out of the warehouse to make sure, but the arrival of someone with a rush made the bodies of the two collide.

"Oh..., I'm here!" yelled at that guy who turned out to be a girl.

"Lo?!"