[TLS#1] Senior
SENIOR 54

“Starting today Alka will stay with us here.”

Like a bolt of lightning in broad daylight, the statement that had just come out of Hadi's mouth shocked Samuel and Megan who suddenly showed an unacceptable look.

Alka who sat beside Hadi was no less surprised. The guy with a hoodie that read TheLion on the chest looked at Hadi with a look for an explanation.

“Apaan, hell, Pa. She, right, has her own apartment, why stay here?!” samuel's sergeant didn't take it. The armless black-robed fellow stared intently at Alka afterwards.

“True, Pa. He has his own apartment, why should he stay with us?” megan. The knee-length lady looked at Hadi with a look of protest.

Hadi took a slow breath. Beside him, Alka was just silent with all this drama that had just happened. She did not know what her Papa's motives were until she took the decision— that even Alka never wanted after the traumatic incident.

“Papa does not like rejection. Alka Papa's son too, and he has the rights to this house, just like Samuel.” Hadi fixed the location of his black tuxedo collar and stood up. “Papa is going to the office, still no business. And Papa wants, after Papa comes home all Alka's belongings are already in this house.”

Afterwards, Hadi steps out of the house along with a grumpy shout of Samuel and a rough sigh from Megan.

An alka? He just put on a flat look then stood up from the sofa. He began to move his legs towards the main door.

“What links do you use to Papa?”

Alka stopped walking and turned to look at Samuel who was also standing by the sofa. Megan's gone somewhere.

“Even I don't need incitement for Papa to know what I want, and this is not my will!” alka.

Samuel squealed then chuckled sarcastically. Both hands he put in his black knee-length pants pocket. “A bastard kayak lo gak pantes stay here. No one will accept you!”

Alka nodded in understanding. “It seems I am still treated as a legitimate child, even though I am in fact an illegitimate child. Not like lo.” Alka had carved a small grin on her lips and turned to leave Samuel who was already growling with annoyance.

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“Serious?!” screeches of the eighth core of The Lion divide in the school rooftop welcomed Alka's remarks about Hadi telling her to stay home.

Devan breathes smoke from a cylindrical object that is sandwiched between his index and middle fingers. “Emang actually-bener Om Hadi incarnation si Alka. Can not be denied if you have made a decision,” he said.

Good, the guy who just put the Vape on the rooftop floor nodded confirming. “Maybe Om Hadi has already seen you with Sam never get along,” he told Alka.

“If the problem of staying spread with the bangs4t is me, anyway, sure that Alka does not mind. But the trauma?” chirp Arnold. The guy with the tie tied around his head was doing the same thing with Devan.

Smoking cigarettes.

Alka nodded in confirming. Arnold was right, Alka never minded staying with Samuel or not, she was just afraid Azka—another person in her—feel not accept to make a mess.

“But if I think nothing. Bunda Bagus once said, right, if the fear must be resisted so as not to be-so.” The black-robed man with the roaring lion emblem chimed in along with the Vape smoke coming out of both nostrils. Tian.

“Say Tian! I also talked about it.” It was the sound of Adnan sitting next to Bagus while playing his phone in a tilted position.

“Urang, mah, just listen, deh. Don't know what to say.”

Malik pulls Dimas' head to the side. “Lo ngodding if you do not understand,” bursts Malik.

They chuckled slightly before someone came and instantly snatched the Vape that was near Good and in Tian's hands. And took a cigarette in Devan and Arnold's hand and stepped on it to end up in a hidden iron bin.

“Aaan, anyway, May?” arnold Protest.

Meira put her index finger on her lips as a sign of silence and told them to stand up. After that, Meira took out the fragrance from her shirt pocket and sprayed it all over Alka and her best friend and sprayed it into the air as well as candy for everything

“Why, anyway, Cil?” Good to be surprised when Meira suddenly came to throw their vape and cigarettes.

Just as Devan was about to protest, the door of the rooftop sounded open. Their attention was shifted to two different-age men who had just arrived.

Mr. Handoko and Bima.

Now they understand what Meira's purpose is. Nice to blink his right eye at Meira as their eyes collide. Meira smiled silently.

“What are you doing here? And, Meira. What are you doing in the middle of The Lion?” cerca Pak Handoko stared at the ninth The Lion and Meira in turn.

“We are in discussion again, Sir.” Dimas described the origin as a representative of the answers to everything.

Mr. Handoko snorted. “You're tenth class, right?” mr. Handoko's eyes glared sharply.

In a grimace and then scratch his nape that does not itch.

Twisting his lazy eye, Mr. Handoko back said. “You all except Meira come with me down to the field! Your best friends are waiting under.”

Some of the members of The Lion grunt and snort. They of course know who ‘Sahabat’ Pak Handoko is referring to.

The punishment!

Mr. Handoko began to step towards the rooftop door followed by the eight members of The Lion because Alka who did not come with Mr. Handoko.

Mr. Handoko turned around. “You too, Alka!” exclaim Mr. Handoko.

Alka snorted lazily and then followed Pak Handoko after giving a hostile look to Bima.

After a few minutes of the departure of Pak Handoko with Alka and her minions, Bima pulled Meira's hand slowly towards the rooftop barrier. Watch how The Lion was punished with a squat road surrounding the field below.

Bima's two folded hands rested on the rooftop barrier. “Lo see, they are usually just for throwing a tantrum and ending up punished.” Bima shook her head incensely.

Meira stared at Bima briefly and then followed Bima's position while staring down at The Lion. Meira smiled faintly as she saw Mr. Handoko fretting at Dimas's immobile ears.

“Perhaps according to people like Kak Bima and the teachers what they did was a mistake.” Meira then turned to Bima who was still staring down. “But what did Kak Bima ever think, if what they do is the moment they try to create?” continue, Meira.

Bima looked over and smirked a little. “There are many ways to create a moment, May. It doesn't have to be, does it, so the brand in doang school?”

Meira nodded. He looked back down. Her lips again commented a smile as she saw Alka reaching out to Devan who was crouching from exhaustion.

“Saying Sister. There are many ways to create a moment. And by making it their way,” he said.

Bima could not speak anymore. Meira's explanation makes sense. But, what makes no sense is, when his heart felt unacceptable when Meira defended them. Moreover, the eyes of the haired girl who never separated from Alka.

Bima sighed. “Lo seems to like Alka. To the extent of mengeliatin mulu from earlier.”

Meira chuckled without looking at Bima. The girl switched to resting her chin on the rooftop divider.

“Iya, really like,”. Ignoring the smiling little Bima beside him while looking down.

There was a few minutes of silence before Meira looked back at Bima from the side.

“Kak Bima, I can nanya, gak?” yells.

Bima looked over and then nodded.

“Kak no longer likes someone? Or maybe you have that shot?”

ask Meira with a bit clumsy. Meira actually felt awkward asking this personal thing to Bima. But for Bella's sake, Meira would do this.

Bima furrowed her brows for a few seconds before nodding. “Gue likes someone. Unfortunately, she likes others,” she replied by looking at Meira meaningfully.

Whether his feelings are wrong or Meira is kegeeran, he feels strange with Bima's gaze on him, like there is an implied meaning that the man tries to convey to him. Trying to think positively, Meira shook her head faintly.

“Whose sister likes it?” tanyanya, again.

“Should I answer?”

Meira scratched her non-itchy temple. Simply understand the sentence Bima who does not want to tell it.

Bima chuckled and ruffled Meira's hair. “Lo don't need to know. Later if the time is right, you know yourself, kok.”

Meira smiled wryly. Failed his plan to find out who the girl Bima liked to Bella who was obviously very beautiful was never glimpsed by him. Even when Bella willingly entered into a member of the sausage could not make Bima pay attention to him.

The girl often confided to Meira that Bima could not have acted more on her. Talking to Bella alone can still count fingers. It also only talks about the isa.

When Bima again wanted to make a sound, Meira's phone in her pocket first sounded to undo her intentions.

Mama Is Calling's…

Meira furrowed her eyebrows, not usually Hanin called her while still at school. Does her mother know that Meira's class is free?

Not much thought, Meira shifted the green icon on her phone and then glued it to the right ear.

“Halo, why, Ma?”

“You're already aware, May.”

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