Don'T Be The Antagonist
Psychopathic

"Mom, are you sure you're gonna be okay?" alva asked, staring at Aina's condition which could only lie weakly on the bed for 2 days.

Aina interrupted quietly, looking at her two sons standing on the right side of her bed with a gentle smile.

"You go to school, you'll be in 30 minutes. Don't be late just because you're waiting here. There was Mbok Yanti and the others at home, Mama eating well, son," said Aina, persuading her two sons who were reluctant to go to school and wanted to wait for her at home.

Izra nudged his older brother's elbow, making Alva turn to him and look at him with a questioning look.

"Why?" alva asked, half whispering.

"Let's go to school. Don't make Mama spend more energy asking us to go to school" Izra whispered, near her sister's ear.

Alva let out a long sigh, and nodded in agreement with the decision of the Little Sister.

"Well, we both go to school first, Ma. Don't take too much thought and rest. After school, I will go straight home!" he said, while diving into Aina's hand.

Izra and Alva walked out of the mother's room, down to the first floor to meet their maid, Mbok Yanti.

"Mbok, titip Mama first yes. Later after school we both come home years, we will not be long" said Alva, with a look of anxiety.

Mbok Yanti nodded her head in understanding and rubbed Alva's sad and sad back, when she saw her mother.

"Yes, Den. You don't have to worry about the lady. I'll take care of her while you both go to school" the 56-year-old told the pair.

Izra and Alva greet the woman before finally leaving the house, to go to school.

Both at school ....

Alva and Izra got out of the car. Alva was immediately greeted by her friends, while Izra was picked up by the Headmaster in front of the gate specifically.

"Welcome to this school. I've heard a lot about you from Mrs Aina. Our school is very grateful for the arrival of students as smart as you. We hope that you can still learn new knowledge even though maybe you have studied our subject matter at your foreign school there," said the Headmaster, while commenting on a gentle smile.

"Alva, who came with you?" asked a boy to force Alva to be around him.

Izra, who was the regulator, spoke to the Headmaster, occasionally glancing at his distressed-looking older brother with some people he thought were his friends.

"Are they not Alva's friends? Why does his face look so depressed? Maybe they're the ones who bother him?" inner Izra, while stepping away following the footsteps of the Headmaster.

Alva glanced towards Sion, the head of the basketball club who was not at all friendly behind him but looked so familiar when in front of the people.

Alva removed Zion's hand from her neck, and kept her distance from the man a few steps.

"Don't get along with me. Especially in front of my sister! You'll get a reply you won't be able to estimate."

Sion who saw the flames of anger from the two beads of Alva's eyes, finally smiled curiously, laughing at the fury that looked not at all scary to him.

Zion drew closer to Alva, brought her face closer while showing a hostile expression. "You just threatened me?" he asked, full of pressure.

Alva did not budge, she only she stared at Zion's face with both eyes focused on the eyes of the interlocutor.

Zion pulled her face, modeled a few steps and returned a slanted smile. "Well, you seem to have mastered something. Look at your facial expression! You don't seem to be afraid of me at all right now. Hem, although interesting, but I don't like it!"

Zion almost raised her fist if Izra had not blocked her hand from pointing at Alva's face.

The terrifying glare of eyes was clearly visible on both of Izra's eye beads. The man looked really wanted and scary. Like someone who would not be indiscriminate to beat up anyone, as long as they disturb his calm first.

"You, what do you want to do with Alva? Do you think that long life w will continue after you do as you please?" Izra exclaimed, looking very scary and charismatic when saying this.

Zion raised her eyebrows, looking at Izra who had such intense pressure and charisma! To the point of making him unable to wiggle, with an interested look.

Zion approached back towards them, but this time the target was Izra, who was already acting boldly in front of her.

Zion brought her face closer to Izra who turned out to be the same height as her. The two glances of the man's eyes looked extremely terrifying if combined with the tense atmosphere around them.

"How dare a new kid like you fight me? You don't know who I am?" sion asked, bragging about his parents' work.

Izra just smiled knots, looking at Zion with a gaze that was no less sharp and made the atmosphere around them even worse.

"What if I already knew? Eat before I find out who your father is, who your mother is, and who your other family is! I can buy everything they have with some sheets of paper I have in my wallet! Hah, you think I'm just like Alva who would rather be quiet than fuss over something insignificant?"

Izra approached half a step towards Zion, looking at her with a gaze that was more terrifying than his opponent's.

"You think I'd be quiet if I saw me being bullied by someone? Don't get me wrong, I'm not a guy who likes being bullied. But instead, I really like to bully! And because you disturbed my calm. So let me say it. Welcome to hell! Let's see how well you survive!"

Izra's two beads glowed brightly, like fireworks in his eyes.

"Wait for my time to play! I'll make you suffer so much!"