[TLS#1] Senior
SENIOR 41

Slowly, Bianca opened her eyes to adjust the light that greeted her retina. The girl squinted her eyes while kneading the temple.

"Aren't you awake?"

Hearing the question, Bianca sat down with the glasses girl with her hair out and asked.

"Why am I here?" ask Bianca. He leaned his back on the head of the UKS gurney.

"Sister fainted. Keep being carried here with Brother Alka." Class sister it—seen from class emblem—gave oil wind on Bianca.

With a feeling of surprise mixed with pleasure to hear the answer of the younger class, Bianca received the wind oil. Give a little on his index finger and then applied to the temple.

"Are you serious? So where is Alka now?" Bianca's heart cheering isn't playing.

The class sister nodded. "Yes, Brother. He himself carried my brother here. But go right after that."

"He said something?" bianca's eyebrows raised. Waiting for answers from the class.

The class sister shook her head to make a thin line out in Bianca's face. But, even like that, Bianca was still happy to hear that fact.

Bianca turned to look at the UKS door with a smile. The smile that slowly turned into a grin made the younger brother frown at him.

"You can't lie to your feelings, Al," Bianca's inner self.

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"What are you going to learn today, May?"

"So much as a brother."

Feeling strange with Meira's lackluster voice, Bima turned to look at the pink baby backpacker. His face was faint, his gaze downward staring at the end of the shoe. There is no cheerful look like usual in the girl to force Bima to find out what causes it.

"Lo's got a problem, May? I'm ready to hear the story, right." Bima patted Meira's head briefly and straightened out the view. They descend down the second floor stairs to the school parking lot.

Meira smiled faintly and then shook her head. At this time, somehow it feels very lazy to talk at length or laugh.

The incident on the field during the break was really still imprinted on Meira's mind. He told his brain to keep thinking about Alka and Bianca's relationship. Meira knew enough of Alka's cold and uncaring nature, so it was certain that they had a relationship until Alka quickly helped Bianca.

Butwhat? Think Meira.

No more questions from Bima, he just equated his steps with Meira until he reached the parking lot. Standing near Bima's black Mercedes benz car.

"We learned it at your house?" bima asked, along with his hand opened the car door for Meira.

Meira just nodded, about to enter but Bima first blocked his hand. Meira looked at the guy with a frown, especially when Bima approached and narrowed the distance with him.

Meira nervous. Not because he misbehaved with Bima, but all the gazes of the students who were still in the parking lot, immediately stared intently at Meira.

Especially when Meira's eyes catch a group of boys who are still sitting on their respective motorcycles. Right next to Bima's car, although blocked by three motor matic.

Meira gulps nervously. A group of guys in the tens was none other than the core and members of The Lion. Evident from their proud denim jacket, Meira also knew that the place was a parking lot that had been booked since the beginning of the formation of The Lion.

Meira looked at them all with a glance. Unfortunately, all the eyes of the boy were also staring at him with an illegible gaze. And even more unfortunate, Meira's eyes collided with someone's pitch-black netra.

Someone who had unknowingly made Meira's spirit vanish today.

"There's leaves in your hair." Bima showed a dry leaf that he said perched on Meira's hair.

Meira smiled in gratitude, her eyes could never stop looking at Alka.  Just wondering if the guy is still staring at him or not.

And it turns out, the guy is still loyal to his gaze which makes Meira as if stabbed from the side due to that gaze.

Bima returned a smile and moved her hand, telling Meira to get into the door of the car she had opened. Again, Meira's intention failed, as a heavy voice that she was very familiar with sounded. Along with the aroma of musk that really makes Meira want to squash the pussy of the master.

"Why go home with him?"

Meira turned around, looking at Alka who was already standing in front of her with both hands sinking in her pockets, coupled with a grey t-shirt and white uniform perched on her shoulders.

Meira took a breath, trying to eliminate the nervousness that came suddenly and neutralize his crazy heartbeat.

"What's the same thing?" Bima. Waving a flat gaze at Alka with her body leaning against the hood of the car.

Alka did not answer. Just looking at Bima he was reluctant. His gaze was already locked on Meira who was bowed nervously.

"If asked, answer. You have a mouth, right?" cerca Alka, the more nervous Meira becomes.

"I-i... Tha-that... Ma-mau learn ba-bareng Kak Bima." painstakingly the sentence was thrown from Meira's lips. His hands were clinging to each other in front of his gray skirt.

Alka was silent for a few seconds before a soft sigh from her sounded.

"Yaudah," said.

Hearing that, Meira looked up. Replying to Alka's sharp black eyes with her heartfelt gaze.

That only?

Meira smiled knot. What else did he expect? Alka must be happy if not bothered again by him. Should Meira give up now? Should he admit defeat and move away from Alka?

Breathing out, Meira chose to get into Bima's car and closed it. He did not want to linger staring at the black eyes that always managed to melt his heart.

Alka held the shoulder of Bima who was about to turn around the car towards the steering door.

"What do you want?" circus Bima, glanced at the hand of Alka and then looked at the empu.

"See vorsichtig, sonst wirst du sternben, wenn sie nur ein wenig verletzt wird."

Alka squeezed Bima's shoulder slowly and passed away after speaking a foreign language.

Bima is screeching cynically. The German language that Alka just spoke to her is certainly not difficult to interpret for Bima who is actually the golden child of Garuda High School.

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