Badgirl Vs Ketos
#28's. Twang Bells

Gabriel entered the quiet classroom and saw a guy who was his classmate sitting down while reading a book. He wondered why the cute cigar pepper guy was bruised, just in the morning already playing bonyok aja.

He went to his seat, saw his table full of scribbles and the words alay made him vomit blood. It's been twice like this, does he need to buy an anti-scrawl table?

While cleaning his desk with paper, the guy wakes up to help him.

"Sorry, I can't help you." he said stiffly, he looked down in making his glasses sag.

"Gue doesn't need your help." Gabriel paused for a moment while staring at Angga, that geeky guy. "But remember, if you are hit you have to reply to hit.if you are slapped you also have to reply to a slap. But if you do well you have to be better," said Gabriel with a big smile.

"Ciela my language, it's the grandmother's cake stinks the ground." Gabriel's mind almost ngakak itself with his words. Usually also ngibul can-can be poetic, ckck.

"God! Lo gatel chick!" snapping a girl with a jacket attached to her slender waist. They're seniors.

"You fight not here, on the field I'm ashamed of you," Gabriel replied coldly, his eyes showing that he was not afraid at all.

"Lo well can be like him!!" Keisya pushed Gabriel's chest down on the table, his elbow bleeding.

Lisa was just silent to see the action of her gang. He did not intend to do bullying just follow a pretentious slang like them.

After seeing so many victims of their bullying this time Lisa felt strange. Not because the gangster chick didn't fight back, but her index finger showed odd movements.

"Lo's nothing to him! Buluk chick like you fit into the same orang-utan!" Alicia grabbed Gabriel's collar making her legs snap, soon her uniform will be torn.

Lisa looked at the girl's finger, after the index finger of the middle finger, was the girl counting? Lisa's eyes are perfectly rounded, she tries to block the hand of Keisya who will slap Gabriel, but late. The smooth cheeks were already flushed.

Bruakk!!

The tone from earlier held Gabriel down backwards, with one leg of Gabriel pushing the upperclassman. Without waiting for a long time he punched even kicked Alicia and Keisya with a booming anger. The screams of the class students began to arrive because the class was crowded, Keisya began to play the drama.

"Hiks.hiks.." The clear liquid soaked his hypocritical face, until a teacher came because he was told by another student.

"Gabriel!? This is why again, God... Didn't you tell me not to fight?" Bu Shifa watched Gabriel's bleeding elbow with flushed cheeks, not comparable to the wound of the four girls who ganged him 4 to 1.

"Why are you?" ask Miss Shifa worriedly.

"He's Buk... Play spanking recklessly, even though I just want to invite friends, hiks..."

Gabriel clenched his hands firmly, their drama being too far-fetched to make him even more fed up of being there for too long.

"Gabriel...?" the teacher looked up, watching the girl who was looking at him reluctantly.

"You promised not to fight."

"I'm being fished, buk." Gabriel tried to temper his booming emotions, making his body even more trembling.

"God! You are a hypocrite, classmate also know you are lying!" Pekik Tone success makes Gabriel lost patience.

Brak!

The tone is pushed back to the back until it falls. Ms. Shifa stared in disbelief, believing that Gabriel was not wrong but this time there was no such thing as a submissive badgirl.

"Mom see?" alicia said with a mocking smile, Gabriel holding his elbow with trembling shoulders.

"Gabriel...?" Bu Shifa patted his back, but the girl's mind grew increasingly chaotic.

Gabriel's POV

Clang bells.

I love the sound of it because it has a lot of bells in the house, but now it's been thrown away all and I'm starting to hate the sound of bells. Because of that incident, the incident that managed to make me suffer from a disease that I have to bear for life.

The flasback

"Bun, Gabriel won the English race, mother did not come" said I when I was 9 years old. I went to the shopping mall with Mommy.

"Yes, I'm sorry you didn't come" he said flatly, at the time I was angry. Mother why not muji that, his son won loh?

"Your painting race isn't coming, either" I said. "Huh? Da... Awesome son mother," he said aware with my duck face. My heart blossomed with a smile. But a hand pulled me in the crowd and Mother disappeared from my eyes.

"Om Zam...?" I said in his arms, I was still confused and did not know what the danger meant.

"We made a surprise" he said, and I nodded. Turns out he's not the bawdy Om who wriggled me with that weird look yesterday. Maybe I saw it wrong.

I was taken in a car and given a bell, I was happy and kept ringing it until we got to a messy and smelly apartment. Honestly there was disgust at that time, when I began to ask about the surprise he even pulled me forcibly.

I still don't want to be told, he was close and pulled my shirt until the buttons of his shirt were released, when that perverted face that looked strangely at me was clearly Om Zam, the feeling he's a pedophile is true. I ran to the door but unfortunately it was locked.

"Mother!!" screech me scared, his burly arms holding back and back making me goosebumps disco--he means creepy goosebumps.

The bell that Om Zan loved was playing in front of me was getting louder and louder, making the memory continue to be printed clearly.

As Om Zam's burly hands began to touch my body, an empty wine bottle made my sense even more shallow.

With one hard blow, Om Zam's head and the bottle broke, there was a slight feeling of fear and.... Pleased? I don't know. The bloody crushed face with that lecherous grin was still clearly imprinted at my 16th year.

The longer my mentality began to crumble, I began to rummage a lot, quick emotions and hard to talk, he said, not to mention the gaze of people who seemed to turn into the face of Om Zam's death made me lock myself for 2 months more.

Nightmares and the deafening sound of thousands of bells without a day stopped.I almost went crazy and my parents were less and less concerned.

And now I'm here, standing with dozens of students' gazes that turn into Om's fucking face, my emotions were unstable and my shoulders were shaking as the sound of thousands of bells invaded my sense of hearing.

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Author's Pov

The girl squealed in pain with her ears closed, she screamed as if someone had killed her. Bu Shifa stroked his back but Gabriel ran with staggering steps.

Bruk!

He was unconscious while walking down the hallway of the classroom and hit the cold guy who was walking by listening to a song.

Him, Eagle.

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