Hunter Apartment: The Begin!
Drop Class

A few days passed so quickly, they had now returned to school after the semester break.

Dirga et al entered the school yard with relaxed steps, seen the students crowded passing by in the school corridor. They saw a crowd in front of the notice board making these 4 companions curious and approached the crowd.

But when they arrived at the crowd, some students looked at Dirga et al with mocking gazes making them confused.

"Why are they staring at us like that?" Ask Dirga in surprise. "Maybe I look handsome, huh?" Again with confidence who managed to get a toyoran from Reihan.

"Sightly when viewed from behind." Sahut Reiva's. They rushed towards the notice board to see the results of their replays.

"You mean I'm not handsome, do you?" Excited Dirga listlessly, "I didn't say that. " Respoke Reiva. The young man looked at Nayra as if asking for approval and said, "Nay, you think I'm handsome, right?"

Nayra looked at the young man for a moment with a judging look and said, "I think you look ordinary," which managed to make the young man suddenly limp.

"You mean I'm not handsome?" Tanya Dirga bowed listlessly.

"I didn't say that." Nayra felt guilty.

They arrive at the notice board to see their list of values. Yet the four of them frowned in astonishment upon seeing their grade level.

"Class G? Why is it so far away..." Guman Reihan thought.

"I learned very hard." Dirga complained while bowing languidly.

Nayra just silently heard Dirga's complaint and noticed the comparison of grade averages, and the girl's gaze caught a gaffe.

"Something's weird." Guman Nayra while analyzing the values between the levels, but Reiva's voice distracts him.

"What's up, Nay? Let's go find our class." Reiva immediately dragged Nayra and rushed towards their class.

As they walked towards the classroom, whispers rang out along the hallway. They ignored the whisper and continued to move their feet towards their classroom.

"I heard they were students in Class B, did they have a drop in class because they didn't give their homeroom teacher or principal a gift?" Student of A.

"It's a pity, when I thought they were rich students, it turns out they were poor students." Whisper student B underestimates.

Yes, this private school is on average filled with rich students. Only a few students can enter on a scholarship and achievement track like Dirga.

He was stunned to hear the whispers of the students. Somehow the young man felt insecure given the mediocre economic situation of his family.

Reihan who saw Dirga gloomily immediately comforted him, "Don't mind them. Let's just say they're a bunch of barking dogs."

"But they're right, my parents' income isn't the same as yours." Dirga lirih.

"Why do you compare your family's income with theirs? At least your parents worked diligently and honestly rather than as corruptors. And they're always there for you. " Say Reva.

"But–" Dirga's speech came to a halt as Nayra raised her voice, "They were right. At least you should be grateful to have parents who are still able to finance school needs and daily needs with their own hard work. Do not ignore their talk. " Nayra said with a smile towards Dirga.

Hearing the words of his 3 friends made Dirga moved. The young man was grateful to have a friend who cared so much about him regardless of social status.

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Nayra Residence

"How's your class divide going, son?" Alex asked while looking at his two children who were relaxing in the living room as well as the family room.

"I got B class, yeah. I can't get Class A to my dad's expectations." Evan replied.

"Our class is down in rank, yeah. But something's weird." Nayra replied, looking down and stroking Rean who was in her lap.

"Weird how?" Ask Alex curiously. The man patiently waited for his daughter's answer.

"Our grade is higher than any other class, but the class rank actually decreases and we are in class with the scholarship recipient students who occupy the last class." Nayra replied without stopping the elusan on the cat.

"It's okay, son. I'm not asking you to get the best class, the important thing is that you've tried." Alex replied wisely making Evan frown confused.

"Dad ate wrong, huh? Tumben wants to talk to us and today Tumben's father said wisely." Evan's successful speech made Alex laugh awkwardly.

"It looks so." Nayra chimed in Evan's successful speech making Alex exhale.

'I guess the result was like this... Honey forgive me~ I've been ignoring them all this time, hiks....' Alex's inner cry when he heard the words of his two children.

Since the death of his beloved wife, Alex has only been busy with work and has rarely paid attention to his two children needing affection from him.

Until the words of Kelvin some time ago made him realize again, that the man still has a child who desperately needs him.

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Dirga residence

Rangga Sanjaya, the father of Dirga was looking at the value of the son's mere puppet while frowning deeply.

"Why is your grade good but your class rank dropped? From class B to class G, that's right." Murmuring Dirga's father while holding back emotions.

"Honey, don't be angry with Dirga. At least he's been trying hard to maintain his scholarship." Said Diantari, the mother of Dirga who is currently trying to calm her husband's emotions.

"I'm sorry, well if your behavior makes you angry," said Dirga lowered his head in sadness, "I've been trying to study hard, but from what I heard from the student, we have to give our homeroom or principal a gift that makes it memorable so that our grades are always the best and get the best class. But our homeroom teacher won't accept anything from us or our parents. I didn't know if not giving the principal a gift could cause us to be in the last grade." Dirga is at length.

Hearing the words of Dirga a couple was silent, indeed their income was only enough to meet the daily needs and school needs of his son. But giving teachers or principals gifts of any kind to their will was not his style. It's the same as bribing his son to stay stupid but in the best class.

"I didn't know if you went to school that had to spend a lot of money to keep you afloat. Forgive us for suing you too much." Rangga's regret made Dirga suddenly look at the face of the father.

"I'm okay, dad. At least you guys have worked hard for me. I don't want to burden you by asking for some money to give the gift given to the principal." Dirga said while calming his father.

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The night was getting late making the atmosphere in Hunter's apartment feel gripping. A middle-aged man was walking around carrying a flashlight helping to provide lighting in the dimly lit hallway of the apartment.

"Why is the atmosphere tonight so scary, huh?" I asked who and continued on his way.

Right after the man had left, a room suddenly gave off a gripping cold aura. Faintly seen the shadow of a small child with the age of about 5 years.

If you look closely, you can see bruises all over his body and blood rushing through his head.

The sound of heart-wrenching cries of children resounded in the hallway, making anyone shudder in horror if they heard it.