[TLS#1] Senior
SENIOR 21

The girl in a gray white uniform stood with a big smile in front of the mirror in her room. He constantly checks the neatness of his uniform and also his hair.

Black hair as her back she stalls. Do not forget to take the black bando Micky Mouse with red balls in the drawer. The bando he wears with fits on his head. The girl combed her hair a little and reached for the bag on the bed. Open the door and go down to the first floor to meet his parents.

"Cie... Early in the morning, he smiled at Pepsodent. What's up, huh? Exercise for pepsodent endors, yeah?" Hanin put a plate of soy sauce-fried chicken on the table. Prepare some dishes for Meira and her husband.

Meira bends her lips and sits in the pantry chair. Look at all the breakfast on the table. "Mom, mah. Can't see his son's little twitch directly made down." Meira's shoulder slumped pretentiously disappointed.

Hanin chuckled then put the rice on Meira's dinner plate. "Mama was joking, baperan very, neng," Hanin replied.

"But really, you know. No rain, no wind in the morning showing off teeth. Not usually." Hanin sat down on the chair, right in front of Meira.

Shortly thereafter Arya—Papa Meira—ikut joined the dining table.

"Morning, Papa." Meira smiled broadly and stood up to kiss her papa on the cheek.

"Morning, baby." Arya kissed Meira's forehead and sat in the pantry. Quickly, Hanin served her husband.

"You haven't answered Mama's question, Mei."

Meira glares thinly. "Mama, uh, kepo." The girl put rice in her mouth.

"Mama Kepo's own fault." Hanin did the same with Meira. Arya was busy with her food.

"Meira is happy, Mah. Finally, Brother Alka is not indifferent anymore to me. Yesterday we talked a lot, until we forgot the time." there was a happy picture on Meira's face when she remembered it.

Hearing the name Alka, successfully made Arya focus divided between food and Meira speech.

Hanin shone cheerfully hearing that. "Are you serious? No more dreams, right, Mei?" ask Hanin, spirit.

"No, Mama. May seriously!" Meira raised her two fingers to form the letter 'V'.

Arya put down her spoon and fork slowly then cleaned her lips with a napkin.

"You're still close to Alka?" Arya raised her voice.

Meira, who was about to put in a spoonful of rice, had to stop. Letting the spoon float in the air. The girl looked at Arya briefly and then nodded. Re-insert a spoonful of rice that was delayed.

"You forgot that Papa once banned you from getting close to him?" aryan tone flat.

Meira finished the rice she chewed and then gulped down half a glass of water. Cleaned her mouth with a tissue and then clasped Arya's hand on the table.

Meira smiles. "Pa, trust Meira. Meira will not be anything if it is close to Kak Alka. He's a good man, Pa."

Arya sighed. Looking at Meira with an undefined gaze. "You're the one who said he was a biker boy?" Meira nodded.

Arya stroked Meira's hand which was holding her sturdy hand. "May, out there Alka has many dangerous enemies. If the enemy knows you are close to Alka, you may be their target. Enough Papa almost lost your brother. I don't want you to have the same fate as him."

Hanin, who had been listening, stood up and stroked her husband's shoulder. "Papa believes, don't you, same Papa's children?" ask Hanin.

Arya nodded once. "Now, papa don't worry. Alka can take care of Meira."

Arya sighed. Rise up and leave, leaving Meira and Hanin staring at his steady back. Hanin looked at Meira then smiled, stroking her son's shoulder as if saying 'all is fine'.

***

The black Mercedes Benz car is beautifully parked in the school parking lot. Converse shoes were seen coming down from the car, followed by a black ballet belonging to a woman.

Everyone in the school parking lot stared in disbelief at the pair of human beings who had just got off the luxury car. Even from them there were those who smothered his mouth, holding back that something that could be deafening did not come out from there.

"Thank you, yeah, sis the ride. If there is no Bima sister maybe I will be late to school." Meira gave her sweet smile to Bima.

"Look out, May." Bima patted the top of Meira's head which was unobstructed bando.

Well. The two human beings are Bima and Meira. Their arrival together this morning made the whole school in an uproar. Even this news reached the ears of Alka and friends. Naila and her two lackeys.

Currently, the girl—Naila— sits in the corner of the canteen while staring intently at one object. Where the object is laughing cheerfully with his two friends.

"Basar a cheap boy! Yesterday the same Alka, now the same Bima. Isn't it enough that he's the same?!" naila's chest is up and down. The emotions within him had long since rebelled to be let out.

Sandra—one of Naila—'s lackeys sipped avocado juice then followed Naila's direction of view. "It can't be in Nai's biarin. You can be famous lo as the most beautiful girl in this school down because of, tuh, girl," said Sandra, pumping.

Naila hardened her jaw. Rise up from the chair and intend to step toward Meira. But Jessy's hand first blocked him.

"Nai, take care of your emotions. Look, noh." Jessy's eyes pointed at another corner in the canteen.

Naila followed Jessy's point of view as well as Sandra's. "There is Alka cs. Keep there Bima." Jessy pointed to the middle of the table. There is Bima and Rio— vice-chairman of the isis.

Naila threw Jessy's hand. "Gue doesn't care!" hatchlings.

With strong emotions. Naila stepped quickly to Meira, pulling the girl's hair until the master screeched.

"Aw!"

"This makes you pretentious!" Naila wiggled to the right and to the left of her hand which grabbed Meira's hair violently. No matter the pain of that girl.

"Basin' cheap chick!" Naila pushed hard on Meira's shoulders until she fell to the floor.

"Eh, lo what the fuck, anyway?!" it was Dita who snapped. The girl was about to advance but was quickly prevented by Jessy. Likewise with Bella who was detained by Sandra for intending to help Meira.

Since the arrival of Naila cs to Meira's desk. All eyes were glaring towards them. No exception one of the guys in the corner of the cafeteria. Alka.

"Get me fucking!" Bella screams in anger.

"Lo diem!" snapped Sandra.

Naila's hand moves to pick up the juice stobery who does not belong. Next he spilled the remaining juice into Meira's head.

Naila smiled smirked. Squat in front of Meira then gripped the chin of a girl who had been messy with the juice. "This is a warning, lo. If you still dare to get close to Alka or Bima, you will grow more than this. Understand, lo?"

Meira hush. Not shaking or nodding. "DON'T YOU?!" Naila shouted right in front of Meira's face until the girl's eyes were closed in fear.

Meira brushed aside Naila's hand which gripped her chin then left from there. Really, he was really embarrassed. Moreover, his thin white uniform, making the black tanktop he was wearing clearly visible.

***

"Al, help Mei, gih." Devan looked at Alka who was just silently watching Naila's action. Calmly the guy sipped his iced tea. Looks so uncaring!

Seeing that, Nice clucked then raised his voice. "Lo didn't want to see Bocil at the cost of that. It's also because of you, kali!" good cerca.

Alka stared at Nice at a glance then switched on her phone. "Why me?" he asked, with a straight look staring at the phone screen.

Nice swig. "Well, because Meira is the same way, lo. That's what pissed Naila off to the point of admitting it to Bocil."

Devan let out a frustrated sigh while Bagus rattled his long hair. I don't know what they did wrong until they were given a heartless friend like Alka.

***

Hicks!

Hicks!

Meira had been holding back her tears. He was no longer able to pretend in front of Naila. All this time he had only taken refuge behind his cheerful smile.

Meira turned the water faucet and washed her face. Looking up at his puffy face and messy hair due to Naila. Meira smiled wryly. Why does getting Alka have to be this difficult?

Meira's gaze fell on the front of her uniform. There, the black tanktop was clearly printed, the white uniform had already turned red. The girl washed her hands and splashed water on her stained uniform.

Naughtiness! The uniform is red. What should Meira do now? Going to class in this situation? No way!

"Am I going home, Dad?" Meira sighed and rested her hands on the side of the sink. "When I go home and see Papa, Papa can come here and continue to be angry with Kak Naila."

"What am I supposed to do?" Meira lowered her face. Holding back her tears that wanted to come out. In a split second, Meira felt a masculine scent lingering on her body.

The girl looked up. Staring at the image of the person in the mirror with a look of disbelief. "Sir Alka?"mumbled wailing.

A black jacket perched on Meira's shoulder. "The cake." Alka's chin pointed at the jacket.

Meira smiled and immediately put on the jacket that Alka had brought. Pulling the zipper up to the neck then turned to look at Alka. The girl wiped away the trail of tears on her cheeks with her hands.

"Thank you" he said, smiling.

Alka nodded. "That's a nice jacket."

Meira's smile slowly faded. His heart ached with disappointment. "Pantes smells not the same, same old jacket," Meira said.

"Lo why don't you volunteer?" asked Alka after a few seconds of silence.

Meira curled her lips down. "I was afraid to see Sister Naila angry" he replied.

Alka rolled her eyes lazily. "Lo's afraid of Naila?" Meira nodded weakly.

"It's the same as me?" ask Alka again. Meira shook her head with a big smile.

A soft sigh was heard from Alka. "Lo's afraid of Naila but I'm the same, aren't I?"

Meira tidied up her band. "Kan, Naila's a tiger man. That's Brother Alka, mah, handsome man! Moreover, yesterday Brother Alka already wants to talk a lot with me."

Alka's eyebrows are confused." Lv? Talk a lot with you?" Meira nodded in spirit with a wide smile that came back up.

"Yes, we even talk about the future. Both!"

Alka showed a confused face. In a few seconds, the guy sizzled. "Fucking azka!" grunts in the heart.

Alka clucking. "Not to be kegeeran. That's not me."

"Who will you tell me not Kak Alka?" Meira slightly tilted her face looking at Alka.

"Azka's."

Again, disappointment greeted Meira.

***

"So it wasn't Petra who crashed during the race yesterday?" Ezra asked in disbelief.

Alka nodded. "That's the Warrior's son."

"Son Warrior?" bean Tian.

The Lion is now in Alka's apartment. Sit on the carpet with a few snacks. Not to forget also Adnan who has joined them.

"Lo said he was the vice-chairman of the Warrior gang. And he doesn't like defeat the most" Arnold said.

They throw each other a look. "You mean he's going to take revenge on us?" it's good asking.

Arnold shrugged his shoulders not knowing. "Gue also knows less. But Leo said we're on our guard." Leo is their mentor and best friend in the racing world.

"Lo all be careful." Alka is back.

They nodded in understanding.

"Where are you, Nan?" ask Devan, turn to Adnan. Nibbling on a piece of his biscuit then looked at Adnan.

The one asked smiled faintly. "Still the same as before. No change in his health. But I'm still grateful, at least he's not down."

Malik patted Adnan on the shoulder twice. "Lo don't be so sad, bruh. Remember, we all always support lo and adek, lo."

Adnan. Feel a great sense of guilt and regret for having betrayed them.

"Sorry, Al, Devan, Nice and the others. Sorry because I betrayed you. I really don't mean it." There was a lot of sadness in that sentence.

Malik who was near Adnan immediately embraced the man-style.

"Heh, bro. Don't be sad, kali. We're all sorry, though. Isn't that right, Al?" Alka nodded, slightly smiling faintly.

Alka moved closer to Adnan. "Gue should apologize, Nan." Adnan looked at Alka. So too with the others.

"For my family you are burdened with gini."

All of them showed confused faces. Except Good and Devan of course.

"You mean, Al?" Tian the voice.

Alka sighed. "You can hate me after you know this."

"Reality?" Arnold parroted.

"Don't make us curious gini, lah, Al." Malik put on his wanted face.

Alka stared one by one at her friend who also looked at her with a gaze asking for an explanation.

"Samuel is my brother."