He's Not A Bad Boy
Chapter 25 - Special Girl

Dito walked into a secret department behind campus with an annoyed face. He sat in a chair near the entrance waving his legs up and down quickly, clearly visible if he was currently riled up about something.

"Hey, Bro! Why is that face? Like paper runs out on the oboks, really tangled," said Rangga sitting next to him.

"My fate is apes, Bro. Just wanted to be on deketin, uh it was already married," grumbled Dito.

"Isn't that?" Rangga frowned. "Wait a minute, who is married? I'm confused because the girl you want to decetin it a lot, Bro," he continued followed by laughter.

"Ah, no fun, even open the card. That's Khaira, said his sister he's married."

Dito began to explain what he had just heard from Khaira's sister as he drove her to school. However, Rangga who heard Dito's story now even laughed out loud while occasionally hitting his best friend's arm.

"Oh, you want to be followed by Junior High School children, Khaira is not married, this is Shaza loh who said directly."

"Shaza?"

"Yes, Khaira's friend yesterday, yesterday afternoon I accidentally met him at a meatball stall, continue while waiting for our meatballs, I'm a little bit of the same story he, he said, and he said that Khaira doesn't have a special relationship with anyone."

"What's? Ish, you little rascal, just for her sister Khaira...."

"Why my sister, brother?" ask Khaira who just arrived at the secret with her friend while carrying a box containing some files.

"Eh, no, Ra. He means your sister is kind and friendly," said Dito immediately rectify his words while sharing a maximum smile.

"Oh." Khaira just rounded her lips in response to Dito's words. "Oh yes, thank you for taking my sister to school, sister," continued Khaira and got a nod with a smile from Dito.

After delivering the goods to the secret, Khaira said goodbye and returned to her class to prepare for the next lecture. However, just a few steps, Dito immediately followed and went hand in hand with him.

Khaira of course felt uncomfortable with Dito beside her, she was not used to it. But on the other hand, he did not feel good if he had to talk directly, so he decided to speed up his footsteps in order to get to the classroom immediately.

Dito who saw that apparently also helped accelerate his steps to match Khaira, although he did not need to try hard because of his long legs, but still he felt confused by the attitude of the girl.

"Khaira, how are you walking so fast?"

"No, Brother. Just this usual." Khaira as much as possible answered briefly all the questions posed by Dito.

Seeing Dito who was not sensitive to his attitude, made the girl start to feel annoyed. Many times he beristighfar so as not to let go of talking to make Dito finally hurt him.

He remembered the words of the mother who always taught him to control himself if there were things he did not like. One is to be silent and refrain from uttering words that can ultimately hurt people.

"I'll go in first, brother." Khaira finally made it to the front of her class, and it made Dito inevitably decide to leave.

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Time passed, the sky now showed a beautiful orange tinge, the day seemed darker. Khaira just finished her last lecture today. He walked down the faculty corridor to where he parked his motorbike.

"Ra, you want to go home?" Khaira turned her head towards the source of the voice when a man came to greet her in the parking lot.

"Yes, brother," replied Khaira lazily, she was really tired today.

"You look tired, Ra. What if I take you home?"

Khaira quickly shook her head. "No need, brother. I can take my own bike, all right."

"Can you really go home alone?" Dito now looks worried about Khaira.

"Yes, Brother."

Khaira stared at the package that was now in her hands, then immediately put it into the backpack she was wearing.

"Huufth, why bother this brother Dito," his monologue then immediately put the bike home.

***

The day goes on. Tonight, Boy and Ali just got back from the place of removing the tattoo. As Ali promised before, he really found out where to remove tattoos, ranging from searching the internet, to asking his friends.

"So that was your tattoo on whatever?"

"In the laser, Bang. But it does not hurt because pake anesthetist, do not know later if the anesthetic is gone."

"So your tattoo is now gone?"

"Not lost, Bang. The doctor said that because my tattoo was quite large, so the laser process had to be repeated."

"Can you have a tattoo? What's the story?"

At first Boy felt hesitant to tell a story, because honestly, sometimes he felt inferior if he had to tell a story about his past. However, considering that Ali is now his friend, he began to tell stories.

"Emm, gini the story, Bang, actually ...." Boy began to tell the beginning he decided to make a tattoo, ranging from he who became a member of a motorcycle gang, to become the head of a motorcycle gang.

Ali can hardly believe Boy is the former head of a motorcycle gang, given his current behavior in stark contrast to his past. But if it looks deeper, Boy's eye gaze does sometimes emit a slightly frightening cold aura, plus a tattoo on his arm that is quite large, made Ali finally believe the story of his junior sister.

"Then how did your story turn out the way it is now?" Ali is getting curious.

Boy did not immediately answer, he actually smiled, for some reason if discussing the beginning of the change, the name Khaira that immediately crossed his mind , how was his first meeting with Khaira to how the girl gave a change in his life even though their togetherness was very short.

"There was a special girl, she was kind and gentle and helpful. We were friends, even though it was very short, but the girl managed to knock on the door of my heart. I always wanted to be around him back then, but his father asked me to stay away from him because I was a bad boy. From then on the desire to improve began to appear in my heart."

Ali smiled at Boy's story. "Why didn't you marry her? Aren't you not a bad boy anymore, but a good boy?"

Boy laughs back at Ali's joke. "Come, Bang. I feel that until now I am far from being kind, maybe I need time to be more self-assured so that I can go straight to see her father."

Ali nodded his head and then grabbed Boy. "You're right, Boy, men are such a jar," he said. "Hearing to tell a story about a girl, I suddenly thought of a girl who, as a child, had drawn my heart" Ali continued, commenting on her smile.

Boy looked towards Ali. "Little girl? Don't tell me your taste is a kid, Bang."

Ali laughed and heard Boy. He took off his embrace and walked while explaining more details so that Boy did not misunderstand.

"My mother used to be a teacher at tahfizh school, when I was 8 years old, I often participated in tahfizh competition events to just watch. It was then that I first saw a little girl taking part in the race, I was so amazed at her that I found out information about the little girl. And it turns out he's the niece of my mother's friend who's also the teacher at that school."

"Then? Are your feelings the same today?" Boy is curious now.

"Somehow, I wonder about myself too, I may just be amazed at the same girl from childhood to adulthood. I intend to propose to her after I finish my S2 education, my mother has also spoken to her aunt."

"God, how wonderful is your faithful heart, Bang. That girl is really lucky."

***

"Uhuk uhuk uhuk, ekhem ekhem, ekheeeem."

"Why, Brother? Like grandmothers coughing.

"No idea, Deck. Suddenly my throat was scratchy. Looks like someone's talking about me."

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