Fake Face's
1

Indira drowned in one of the toilet rooms. Her hands squeezed the edge of her skirt. He wanted to scream, scream like a possessed man.

But it was all not done Indira, now he can only cry silently.

"Eh, have you heard the hottest gossip yet?" A voice out there shocked Indira.

"What rumors?" Ask someone else.

"What I was horrified, he said Silla nampar Indira son next class" he replied.

"Can't you?"

"Either, he said that Silla's sister had been so see the face of Indira who was pretentious"

"Geez, what a mess Indira" said the girl who spoke softly, from her voice she seemed a little concerned.

"Well, tomorrow-tomorrow I won't be surprised again if you hear things about Indira" said another girl.

"Hahahaha" Then they laughed together, before long they left the toilet.

A few minutes later, Indira ventured out of the room, after assuring that no one was out there. Indira is out. Washtafel.

Indira washed her face rough, then looked at the mirror in front of her. Can Indira see, the bruise of the former slap is still clearly visible.

Slowly Indira's tears returned.

'What's my fault? " Inner Indira while stroking her cheeks slowly.

After a minute of tidying up her slightly messy hair, Indira finally decided to return to class.

"Hey" said someone when Indira just came out of the toilet.

Indira looked surprised when a guy suddenly blocked her path.

Indira stared flat at the guy, the guy who was none other than the culprit of all the misfortune that befell Indira's school life. Andras.

"Lo cry?" Andra asked as she looked at Indira's healed eyes. Then without permission to pull Indira's hand to come with him to go inside again. The next second Andra immediately locked the door.

Indira was silent, lazy to answer the unimportant questions of Andra.

"Eh, I nanyak lo" Andra gripped Indira's shoulder.

"Sick" Indira grimaced softly.

"Feed answer!" Bentak Andra's.

"Yes I cry" replied Indira slightly screaming.

"Speak politely to your senior!" Andra said no less powerful.

"Hiks, what's my fault?" Indira asked who was now starting to cry again.

"Why are you guys so mean, especially big brother?" Indira grabbed her hair strongly, she was already very frustrated with her condition.

"Stop!" Andra pulls Indira's hand. "Don't hurt yourself" he said gently, trying to flag Indira.

"This is what you want? see I suffer" cried Indira, then he quickly walked towards the door, no longer strong it felt like he was passing by this guy.

"Dira" Andra suddenly hugged Indira from behind.

"Please, brother!" Indira tried to rebel.

"Shut up" Andra's orders.

"Passaul"

"No silence!" Snatch Andra again. "Or I'll kiss you" continued while turning Indira's body to face him.

Sontak Indira immediately fell silent. He is still sane, and he wouldn't want to if this guy********till kiss him.

"I'm sorry" Andra stroked Indira's hair. Then hugged her again, but tighter.

"......" Indira was silent. He was too tired to fight again.

°~°

Indira stepped slowly as she entered her house. For a moment he looked at the living room that was so spacious, looking for someone.

Once in a sense of security, Indira slightly ran towards the top floor.

"Ekhm" A voice shocked Indira.

Indira stopped his steps when he just climbed the first step of the stairs. Then look timidly towards the back.

"Eh mama" Indira said a little nervously.

"Why the hell ra? I'm afraid I'll see my mom" Mama approached Indira.

"Hehehe, no kok ma" Indira cengengesan unclear.

"Why not ma" Indira smiled.

"Trus how can I believe this?" Ask my mom again.

"Emmm" Indira seemed to think a little. "So I played basketball, then accidentally my friend threw a ball into my face ma" replied Indira who was certainly lying.

Mama squinted her eyes, between believing and not in this child.

"Emm, if so I take a shower first ma" Indira immediately stepped quickly towards her room.

Arriving in Indira's room immediately spread her body on her bed.

Indra then looked at the ceiling of her room.

'What mistake I made in my previous life, to the point that I was so unlucky' Inner Indira.

Indira recalls life in the early days of entering SMA first.

Not many Indira remember, because Indira is typical of people who easily forget something.

What he remembered back in the first grade of High School was that his life was peaceful. No one bullied him and he also had a lot of friends.

But in the first semester of second grade, Indira got a disaster when he accidentally hit a senior. The senior who was very famous for his bad attitude was.

Indira has apologized many times, but the bullying is what he got.

And that's where his friends started to avoid. Actually they want to help Indira, but they are also afraid if later they are exposed to bully.

"Andra" whispered Indira slowly. Slowly Indira's eyes began to heat up again, and soon the circle of tears fell.

Drrrt, drrr.

The vibration accompanied by a loud tone iru made Indira immediately see his phone. And saw an Artha name on the call coming in.

"Hey what's up?" Indira asked someone over there.

"You okay? " Tanya Artha.

"Why me, why tha?" Indira asked as if she did not know which way Artha was talking.

"You think I don't know? just see when later if I've come home from Bali" said Artha a little upset.

"I'm okay ko tha, you don't have to worry" Indira smiled, even though she knew Artha couldn't see her smile.

"Huh, yasudah" Artha could be heard sighing violently.

"Mmm, yes first"

"Ok, take care of yourself!" Artha's message then disconnects the phone.

Indira momentarily forgot her tiredness. It's nice when there are people who care about him. Artha, that guy is very back on Indira.

I don't know since when Indira and Artha became close.

But Indira and Artha could not stand still while at school, Indira asked Artha to stay away from her while at school. Indira is afraid that Artha will also become a bullyan material like her.

At first Artha refused, why did it seem that he was also a bullyan material. But, I dira begged to cry.buat Artha finally would not want to agree Indira's request. Really Indira does not want to see the guy she likes to join in the bully as well.

Yes, Indira did secretly like Artha.

Indira looked back at the ceiling of her room. He wanted to leave this life, but he was still aware, there would be people who were very sad when he left later.

Slowly Indira moves her fingers to open the photo application on her phone.

Then began to push down the pictures. Looking for the face of the person he misses so much.

Indira's finger stopped moving when she saw a picture of a girl who looked the same age as her.

Indira stared at the picture.

"Hey, I lied when I said I didn't miss you" Indira started crying again. Crybaby, yes. Indira admitted that she was very cute.

"When did you come?" Indira intensified her crying.

Maybe he was just crying now. He doesn't know what else to do.

Geck, tok.

"Dira, you haven't eaten yet, son?" I heard my mother's cry outside Indira's room.

"Yes, please stop again" Sahut Indira.

"Yaudah mama want to go to the supermarket bentar ya" said mam again.

"Yes"