[TLS#1] Senior
SENIOR 58

Meira treats Alka's face in silence. No matter the black eyes that had been staring at him since with faint furrowed brows. Meira poured a little betadine on the cotton and then taped to the corner of Alka's bruised lips.

The silent atmosphere inside the UKS enveloped the two without anyone intending to open their voices first. Alka remained silent staring at Meira in silence and vice versa. Both are busy with their own thoughts.

Meira put the remaining cotton and medicine back into the P3K box. As Meira was about to stand up to reach the wardrobe storing the medicine box, Alka first pulled her hand until she returned to sit on the side of the black-robed guy in a white uniform that was draped on the back of the chair.

“Why?” ask Alka. He slightly tilted his head to look at Meira who was deliberately throwing her face away. Alka's forehead grew furrowed when she heard a sigh from her boyfriend.

“Lo angry with me?” ask Alka again. “This way?” he added by pointing at his battered face.

Meira only glanced at a glance and then stood back up to reach the closet. He opened the white cupboard and kept the P3K box on the middle shelf. Right after Meira stored the medicine box, two burly arms suddenly infiltrated from the back to wrap around her waist. A slow sigh Meira could feel on her neck due to her hair being flung to the side by someone.

“Sorry.”

Meira bit her lower lip hearing Alka's screech in the niche of her neck. His hands were clenched on each side of his thigh. Meira instead of being angry at Alka, she was only afraid when the guy came back to fight with his enemy's gang.

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The cheers of the crowd on the edge of the field sounded boisterous when Alka managed to score a goal against the goal. Sports lesson hours with futsal practicum material make all girls—entah it's classmate Alka or not—gathering on the edge of the field.

The tenth, eleven and twelve classes that happened to be free did not lose out. When else can you see eight handsome guys playing around in the hot sun?

The seven cores of The Lion—minus Dimas—which happened to be a squad with Alka, came to embrace the guy in the typical twelfth-grade sport.

After the gym teacher blows the whistle, the game ends and continues with the next squad.

Alka and her best friend drip to the edge of the field and huddle their feet there while watching the match that is taking place now.

The few seconds were filled with tension by the spectators due to the match, breaking apart in a whisper as a girl in black shoes approached Alka.

A bottle containing drinking water with a familiar handkerchief was thrust in front of Alka. The man who was quite sweaty looked up and smiled along with the hand that took the two items brought by his girlfriend.

“Still,” says Alka. He patted the empty space by his side to have Meira sit there.

“Lo not learning?” tanya Alka diverts Meira's attention.

Meira flanged while playing her finger that was on top of her lap. Meira's nervousness was not only because of Alka's friends, but all the gazes of girls watching on the edge of the field were drawn to her.

Especially on Naila and her two stifling minions looking intently at Meira in the corner of the field.

Knowing Meira's nervousness, Alka circulated her gaze. Next, he sighed and then gently ruffled Meira's hair. “As long as there is me, you don't need to be nervous in front of people.”

Even with the tone of the Alka plate blurting out the sentence, Meira's heart remained calm. This is why he likes to be near Alka. He always felt protected if he was near Alka. Meira always felt safe if Alka was nearby.

Sighing in a faint breath, Meira tried to divert her attention by looking into Alka's eyes which were also staring at her in the shade. “Today I went home with Brother Bima, yeah? There's additional material to learn, okay, well?” her door. Both of his eyebrows were raised waiting for the answer that would come out of Alka's mouth.

“Should be the same Bima?” alka's expression turned flat. He is not angry, only that Alka does not like if Meira is with other men. Moreover, that man is Bima. The very obvious guy Alka knows that he keeps a taste in Meira.

Meira nodded slowly. His facial water changed miserably as Alka threw out a glance. Meira knew her boyfriend would not give her permission if she had to go home with another man. Especially Bima.

“Kak ... Can, well?”

Alka nodded after a few seconds of silence. He cannot be selfish. Meira's world isn't just about her. Meira also has other activities that Alka has no right to forbid. Although not entirely klas, Alka will still let her boyfriend go home with Bima.

Meira semringah's smile. He thought Alka would refuse, apparently not. She did like Alka who was possessive of her, but Meira also could not go home without Bima today. Because, his papa will go down directly to see his activities with Bima.

"Jude, be careful."

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