Atlanna Abiyaksa
3 | Lo pretty hands

Since then, Atlanna has only been able to grip the fork firmly in her hand seeing Navaro plastered by a man from IPA Lima. Tear, the messy figure who became the chairman of OSIS had become his enemy. In addition to meddling, Tear also likes to approach Navaro blatantly.

"So my girlfriend is it hard, anyway? how about you Nyari? can I climb a pinang? a beauty? sexy or proficient body ciu–"

"Lo can be diem?" Navaro gave Tear a sharp look before the girl said other more frontal things. "Gue likes girls who don't bacot much."

"Sa ae lo daki tuyul." Tear chuckled while poking Navaro's chin with a rancid. "Dating, yuk?"

"So!"

"Rather than chasing after the boss can't be mending with me I'm definitely happy, Ar."

"Well, you're ugly, funny, a lot of acting like a girl's heart!"

Radja laughed loudly in his place, several times he kicked the table with a fork in his hand brutally. "I'm not so damn, really if netizens know better which is handsome, which is blurry."

Devano's nose deflates. "Lo seems to want me to halalin to know the taste."

"That's what you want elo!" all his friends.

"Partially, self-confidence is good but self-conscious it has to be." Raka, the guy who has almost twin faces with Radja was also chuckling. "Which way you want the same model you met the girl directly luemes."

"Lo support them, don't you think?" Devano blurs resentfully making Raka and Radja stare at his plate.

"No."

"ASSHOLE!" shouts Devano emotion.

Atlanna clenched her hands together and heard them laughing loosely as they fought over Tear. Both of his ears were hot, plus Navaro seemed to have no objection to the girl's presence.

The sound of a chair squeaking as it rubbed against the canteen floor made their laughter subside until it focused its assistance towards a girl standing stiffly. Navaro, the man quickly grabbed the hand of Atlanna who was about to leave the canteen.

"Where are you? end your food!" her word is cold.

Atlanna jerked Navaro's hand slowly. "Whoever, I have business" he said flatly, his two sharp eyes glaring in dislike towards Tear who was smiling looking at him.

"Gue don't ngizinin you go. Eat, Atlanna!" kekeh Navaro tightened his check on Atlanna's right hand.

"Gue–" Atlanna's voice only stuck in her throat when she felt a large hand curled over her shoulder, the girl turned stiff to find Raskal's figure clashing a sharp gaze with Navaro.

"He said he was full, why are you still forced?"

Navaro stood up to make Radja and Raka stand, the two men put their bodies behind the chairman, fearing that at any time the chairman would get out of control and finish off the children in the school area.

"Lo doesn't know anything." Navaro pointed at Raskal's chest violently. "Not interfere, whatever I do to Atlanna is for her good."

The condition of the cafeteria that was originally noisy became quiet, several pairs of eyes were seen staring at the strange Atlanna, some other pairs appeared to be consumed by Raskal's speech and began to sneer about Navaro.

Both corners of Raskal's lips lifted, his large hand moving pulling Atlanna's body that was sculpted into his arms before brushing off Navaro's hand that was still on the girl's arm.

"From now on I'm in charge of Atlanna. "

Navaro's two hands clenched, his jaws firm, tightened. The man looked angry, his eyes were staring at Atlanna who was only silent as Raskal's hands hugged her shoulders.

Damnit damnit!

Everyone shrieked hysterically looking at Raskal's body which retreated a few steps back. Navaro literally blew his punch, right on Raskal's lower jaw, causing the corner of the man's lips to bleed.

"Who thought that could talk to me?" navaro's voice sounded unfriendly and spit right near Raskal's body, the man turned towards Atlanna who was still silently staring.

"We duel and make a deal, who wins is entitled to one request."

Both corners of Navaro's lips lifted. "Gue accept," he said calmly.

Atlanna clenched both her hands on either side of her gray skirt. The girl's face flushed red, her hands freely pulling Raskal's arms away from the canteen area with a huffed feeling.

A duel? that's right. Navaro would have almost killed a child if Tear had not been troublemaking while the brawl was.

"Not saying thank you?"

Atlanna's steps stopped, she turned her head with a difficult look. "Lo realize who you're challenging?"

Raskal nodded calmly, his right hand raised and then wiped the blood at the corner of his lips without a face of pain. "Certain why? worried?"

"Dreams!" atlanna's cynics make Raskal laugh crisply while slowly scrambling Atlanna's long hair.

"Lo's funny" said Raskal.

"It's not clear."

"Emang, which is obviously just my love to elo," replied Raskal ngawur.

Both of Atlanna's eyebrows swooped sharply looking dislike. Where are the rumors that former High School basketball chairman Trisatya is notoriously cold and scathing?

Atlanna's body turned about to return to the classroom, but Raskal's intruding voice made her speechless with a stiffened body.

"Lo's hands are beautiful, why are you sick?"