[TLS#1] Senior
SENIOR 7

A breeze blew away Alka's haircut who was now sitting on the edge of the school rooftop with her legs dangling down. The black Netra guy looked straight ahead as if staring far away.

"What's the same with me?" mumbling slowly. Her memory fell on Good and Devan's words last night.

"Why is Devan battered?"

Nice mouth opened staring at Alka in disbelief.

"Lo fucked Al?" Alka stared confusedly at Bagus.

"Gue doesn't understand." He said as he touched the scar on his right arm.

"So you suddenly yelled in fear, when we woke you up, you were angry and kept giggling me abis it lo hajar Devan mercilessly, and now you say not understand?" It was good to stare in disbelief at Alka and then sit near Devan who had treated her wound.

"Lo really don't remember Al?" chirping Devan asked.

Alka shakes.

"Lo don't remember my giggles?" tanya Bagus again which was answered by Alka.

"Don't you remember Devan's hit?" Alka nodded back.

Good to breathe. His eyes were fixed on the back of Alka's left hand.

"Where is the scorpion tattoo on the back of your left hand?" the tattoo was no longer in Alka's hands.

"Tattoo?" parrot Alka.

"Yes, I saw the scorpion tattoo as lo hajar Devan."

Alka's brows furrowed, her eyes looking at the back of her left hand. It's blank! There's nothing there.

"Lo's eyes are also more black earlier," chirped Devan.

"My eye?" asked Alka, Devan nodded.

"Your hair is turning brown too!" timpal Nice.

Alka is getting confused. The man stood up from his bed to the big mirror in his room. His eyes stared at his entire body from top to bottom.

Her hair remained jet black, her eyes were black but not thick, and there was no scorpion tattoo on the back of her left hand. There was only an old incision scar on his right arm.

"The two of you must be nervous!" Nice and Devan stood up as Alka turned to look at them and accused him.

"Ngibul lo say?"

Good and Devan walked over to Alka.

"Now! You don't see my neck's still a red old hand?" Alka stared at Nice's neck. And right, his neck looks red.

"And you don't see my battered face?" Alka turned to look at Devan's face which was filled with bruises.

"This luscious cave?" Good and Devan nodded together.

Alka squeaked her temple. Really her?

"Gue can't remember," he muttered which Bagus and Devan could still hear.

"What do you remember?" ask Devan.

"All I remember, I slept because it was a nightmare. That's aja!" Good and Devan stared at each other hearing Alka's reply.

"Something's wrong with you Al!" Devan nodded in agreement with Good.

Alka ruffled her hair in frustration. He tried to remember everything, but nothing. He remembers nothing but his sleep and nightmares.

Alka got up from her seat, but her steps came to a halt when she heard the commotion at the end of the deserted street of her school. The guy stared at the sound, the next second his hand clenched followed by his hardened jaw.

"Damn!" then he ran down the rooftop.

"Where are you going Alka?"

"Double shit!" the swearing came back when a person's flat voice entered his ear.

Alka turned her body then looked at the middle-aged female teacher who was holding her chest against him.

"Where are you going Alka?" reworked.

"Get out," short Alka sounded flat.

"Why are you going out? It's not time to go home!"

Alka rolled her eyes lazily.

"There's business."

"What is more important than your presence?"

"It's not mom's business!" after saying that Alka turned around leaving the female teacher who was shouting.

"ALKAVERO DON'T GO YOU!" Alka did not press, even turning around she was reluctant.

"ASKA?!"

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"Woe... The Lion appeared?" Petra reviewed a slanted smile as Alka walked towards them.

"What are you doing?!" hiss Alka, cold. His eyes were staring one by one at the members of The Lion.

Nicely walked closer towards Alka then whispered. Alka's clenched hand held back the anger, yet she still had a calm expression after hearing Good.

"Where's Adnan?!" the sound was so low yet so gripping.

"That!" Alka followed the direction of Good's view.

The long leg swung calmly towards the lowered Adnan as Alka's sharp eyes seemed to pierce through his body.

"Why?" asked Alka after being in front of Adnan.

"Sorry...." Alka smiled cynically looking at Adnan. A second later the hovering fist landed on Adnan's cheek from Alka.

"WHY DO YOU BETRAY?!" Adnan slumped to the side as one raw Alka bogeman slammed into his cheek.

Alka again threw a kick in Adnan's stomach until the guy fell down. Apparently, Alka was really angry this time. The person he trusted had followed him.

All the members of The Lion just silently bowed without any intention of helping Adnan from the ferocity of Alka. The person they trusted turned out to be nothing more than a traitor disguised as a friend.

While Petra and her ten friends smiled triumphantly at how Alka tortured Adnan.

"How much did you get paid to be Petra's stalker?" Adnan gulped roughly at his salivation as Alka hissed sharply at his ears.

"I'm sorry Al---"

Fed up with all the apologies that were thrown out and sounded empty, Alka again attacked Adnan.

"GUE ASK FOR AN EXPLANATION!!" Blood came out of Adnan's mouth when Alka's knee twice hit his heart.

"Gue don't need your apologies!" Alka sighed then walked over to Devan and Bagus.

"Take him!" Good and Devan nodded then took over Adnan.

Alka walked close to Petra until they were 5 meters away.

"What do you want?" Petra smiled obliquely.

"This is what I want...." Petra was seen deliberately hanging up her words, her legs approaching towards Alka. "The Lion's Destruction!" Petra laughed triumphantly as did her friends.

Alka's hands clenched back, even her handbooks turned white. The guy closed his eyes, suddenly he felt dizzy. Not long after Alka returned to normal, but the emotions in her could not stand it.

Those black eyes turned blacker, his hair slowly changing color as well as brown.

One illegible bogeman landed beautifully on Petra's jaw.

Petra screeched cynically then replied to Alka. A fight again ensued between the Wolf Gang and The Lion.

Alka beat Petra like a man of infidelity, all she had in her right now was to avenge her pain and rebellious emotions.

Alka dark eyes. He wanted to make Petra deterred by attacking the guy many times in different places.

Petra was sprawled when two bogemans landed on her cheeks and nose and one kick on her chest. The guy spat out as his mouth let out a thick red liquid. Petra got up intending to beat Alka, but Alka kicked her face again until she fell back.

Alka chest up and down. His emotions can no longer be controlled. The members under Petra had also been defeated by Alka's men.

Devan and Bagus stared at Alka who attacked Petra mercilessly even though Petra was already weak.

"Van, it's Alka, right?" Devan shook his head not knowing with straight eyes looking at Alka.

"It's not the usual Alka. Alka will not attack the enemy again if the enemy is weak to seemosi any Alka." Good nodding in agreement with Devan.

"Lo's right." The eyes of the two men remained focused on Alka and Petra.

"Van Clay! That's the scorpion tattoo I told you about!" Devan suddenly followed the direction of Bagus.

Devan's eyes bulged in surprise then looked at Bagus who was also staring at him.

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"Sir Alka, I'm healing, huh?" Alka stared flatly at Meira who was sitting before her at a glance.

They were in the back cafeteria of the school when the fight between the Wolf Gang and The Lion was over with the victory won again by The Lion.

"Go lo!" Meira pursed her lips looking at Alka who was even busy with gaming on her phone regardless of the bruises and dried blood on her face.

"But Brother Alka, it's a wound of danger tau! What kind of infection? What if his blood comes out again? Does Brother Alka want to?"

Alka clucked in annoyance and then roughly put her phone on the table. His hand moved to pick up the P3K box that was on the table.

"Games!!" Meira snatches the medicine box until Alka fails to retrieve it.

"Let me take care of Brother Alka's wounds! Brother Alka is still injured, Kak Alka's hand must also hurt because of the fight, right?" Alka rolled her eyes lazily and intended to take the medicine box in Meira's hand, but the girl instead kept her away.

"Sir Alka wayward, huh?" Meira hits Alka's hand slowly, wanting to take the box.

Devan and Bagus as well as some members of The Lion who saw him giggled amusedly.

"Gus, the tattoo is not in Alka's hands." Good looking at the back of Alka's left hand, and sure enough the scorpion tattoo is gone. Even Alka's hair was black again.

"Is that time not Alka?" tanya Good made Devan look at her confusedly.

"Keep it's not Alka who?" Good shrugging his shoulders indifferently.

"Jin maybe?"

Devan glared at Good.

"Jin is afraid of Alka!" Good chuckled then looked back at Alka and Meira. The girl seemed to be very concentrated on treating Alka's silent wound without a wart.

"They're compatible, yeah?" Devan followed Good's line of sight and nodded in agreement.

"The other one can't be brake, the other one keeps getting stuck." Nice chuckling with Devan.

Back to Meira and Alka. Alka looked calm in the treatment by Meira, but different from the girl. His mind did not stop screaming when it saw the face of Alka who was so close to him.

"Yes Allah... Brother Alka is so handsome to be seen this close! Meira is not strong, God!" inner screaming.

"Jeez, Meira needs more oxygen!" Meira suddenly distanced herself from Alka when she felt her oxygen supply was decreasing. How not? Now there is only one that Meira has not treated, namely the corner of Alka's lips. And Meira did not want to faint suddenly while treating that part, let alone her crazy heart just staring at Alka.

"Why lo?" alka asked as she looked at Meira's nervous behavior.

"Ah? Uh... I-it's Me--"

"Why nervous?" Meira let out a rough breath and gave the P3K box harshly to Alka until the master frowned in confusion.

"Nobody's own wound! My heart would fall if I looked at the face of Kak Alka deket that!" he said unconsciously.

The next second, Meira rounded her eyes when she realized what she had just said. His hand moved shut his gaping mouth. The girl turned her head to look at Alka who was looking at her with one eyebrow raised and a dikulum smile.

Meira is getting less and less warty.

"O Allah, when is Brother Alka ugly? The bruises are still pretty!" his mind was screaming crazy again.

"Sir Alka don't look at me like that! I do know!" without being ruled Alka's lips formed a thin arch when she saw the girl's innocence.