Letter to Atlanta
39. Its a game

If others were to judge, perhaps they would say that the girl was one of those diligent looking freshmen. He came to school even when everyone was still in their own home activities, the school seemed quiet without a single person there.

After stopping by the UKS to simply race the stomach with eucalyptus oil, Elisha immediately went to class when he was sure other students had come to set foot in school. He walked down, past the students/students, feeling his stomach still feel like in a stir. Even the girl had not had time to fill her stomach with one grain of rice. I don't know, it doesn't taste good with all the good food on the table.

"Woy! Elise!"

He breathed, his eyes lifted, looking back. He showed a man smiling evil at him.

"What?" he said when the man approached him.

"Is he ready?" her successful tan invited the girl's forehead wrinkle in front.

"Oh, I don't understand."

The man chuckled, for a while he only noticed Elisha's confused and upset face. He loved, loved that face. But come to think of it, the girl in front of him on this one is quite scary if his emotions are already at the top of the jellyfish, it could be that he will be battered.

"Guess what...." He still wanted to play around with the girl, at least until he saw Elisha's tensed veins clearly displayed by his vision.

"Dakjal's son! Whatan, dammit?! Wasting my time on you!"

"Sooh, guess what."

Duk!

"Akh!"

"Who what?! Or I want to thud you!" Elisha took a step to clench his hands in the air.

See, the girl does have a very low level of patience. Even he did not care about the ringing man in front who became the victim of his hard kick. Well, he gave up, this time enough, he believes his knee has now turned bruised from a death kick like a football athlete he received from a woman.

The male owner of the scar in the corner of the eye turned to straighten the body after stroking the area of the knee that turned sore.

"Make a piano test, bego."

Elisha rolled a lazy eyeball. "Yes, you idiot. It's only been a few days, not two weeks. Not very excited to be a person."

Theo pursed his lips while nodding slowly, he aligned his height with Elisha, then his heavy, veined arms stretched out to reach the top of Elisha's head, the girl immediately gasped, but could not resist Theo's up and down movement in his head. The man grinned when he found out the girl in front of him was just silently rounding his eyeballs.

"The spirit of learning."

The man shuffled Elisha's hair, he straightened up again after a fleeting smile, Theo leaving behind Elisha who was still standing staring at everything that had just happened. However, the girl immediately shook her head quickly, dispelling strange thoughts, she again scrambled her own hair that Theo had touched, as if exposed to thick dust.

"But, amit-amit."

Elisha entered the classroom, accelerating his steps toward the stool that a man had filled.

"Atlanta!"

The man turned his head, revealing a sweet smile as usual. Now Elisa was a little relieved, because the two humans were—Lucas and Mark— did not bother Atlanta anymore, they were more fun playing mobile phones in the corner of the class. Atlanta immediately kept the book she had read just to take her eyes off Elisha.

"You're healed?"

"It."

Elisha pulled two corners of his lips in a happy sign. For a while, Atlanta looked only at Elisha's black pupils, before the man finally moved his hand again.

"I want to tell you."

The girl stared enthusiastically at Atlanta, then said, "What story?"

"Today I got toast in the bag."

Reading Atlanta's hand movements, practically made the girl widen her eyeballs. Maybe he meant the toast he deliberately made yesterday? Elisa looked up at Atlanta.

"Certainly? How's it feel?" tanyanya passion. Either way, his heart suddenly thumped, waiting for the man to immediately present the taste of his homemade toast, which he was sure did not taste canned.

"I don't know."

The pull of the two corners of the girl's eyebrows was imprinted. Whatdoes thatmean? He looked more at the confused man when he heard a sigh.

"Do you not know?"

"Because I threw it away, so I don't know the taste of the toast."

Suddenly, Elisha clenched one hand perched on the table, pounding it slowly but managed to make Atlanta soar in shock, holding his chest that suddenly beat very fast.

"Jeez, Atlanta! Why throw everything away?!"

There was confusion with Elisha's attitude that seemed unacceptable when he knew the toast he threw away, but Atlanta still answered as it was, and still with his innocent gaze.

"I'm afraid there's poison."

Elisha clenched his jaw, not believing what he had just caught. And what did he say? The poison? Oh, my God, how could he possibly poison that man. Just be right.

"But I gave you the toast, Atlanta." Her bluff.

Okay, this time it was the guy who rounded his eyes. He hoped that what he had heard was a mistake. So Elisha gave her toast secretly. This was a disaster, especially when Elisha looked directly at him, until he himself was afraid if the eyeball would come out of its origin.

"Why didn't you say it?"

Elisha clucked, casting his gaze as he folded his hands.

Atlanta gave a lip, her mind wandering in memory of yesterday's events. It was true, he himself forbade the girl to just go near him. But it's not his fault, too, is it that he threw away the toast because he didn't know the origin of the food? He's just wary.

"Sorry .. I don't know."

Elisha was silent, and a sense of disappointment suddenly struck his heart. However, he also could not blame Atlanta.

"I'm sorry."

"You don't know if I made it hard? Yes, I know only toast, you can buy anywhere, on the roadside also a lot of sales." Elisha paused his words, he breathed heavily. "But that's not the case, Atlanta. I made that with my sincerity. I want to get up early just to make it. Continues to? You throw that away?"

"I'm sorry. I'll replace it. I'm just afraid that someone else wants to harm me. I don't mean to disrespect your efforts. I'm sorry, huh?"

Atlanta looked expectantly at the girl, she felt like she had a big mistake.

"Okay, I'm sorry you. But ... there's a condition."

The man widened his smile, nodded his head quickly, he was sure, he would do anything as long as Elisha forgave him. Despite Atlanta's happy feelings, deep in Elisha's mind, the girl was planning something.

"I'll do it."

"Tell?"

Once again the man nodded, assuring Elisha that he would do all he wanted.

"I want...."

"ELISA! ELISHA!"

Both of them changed the direction of view. A man, who knew who, ran towards their bench with a severed breath. Elisha looked at the confused man who was still breathing.

"I—it...."

"Lo who the hell? All of a sudden I'm sure."

"It doesn't matter who I am. Now you're out, Jay..." Again his speech was interrupted due to his breathing that was still not stable.

"A clear word. Jay why?"

"Si Jay .. fought Theo in front of the chemistry lab!"

It didn't take long, Elisha rounded his eyeballs. With a single move, the girl immediately got up from sitting, she immediately ran towards the corridor of the chemical lab not far from her class. Atlanta, who both heard her sister fighting, followed Elisha, who she believed would mediate between the two men.

Butwhy? Why do Jay and Theo fight, aren't they two friends? There were many questions that came to Elisha's mind before he himself saw the scene clearly.

"Say! Tell me the same. You got a plan, damn it!"

A loud voice suddenly struck Elisha's eardrum which had just arrived at the destination that had been mobbed by many disciples. With two men in the middle, facing each other and staring at each other.

The girl entered the crowd of disciples for the sake of seeing more clearly what was in front of her eyes.

"Gue didn't plan anything." Theo wiped the corners of his slightly bloody lips with his thumb, signifying that the man had just come under attack from Jay, while displaying a sly smile of his flagship. "Or even, not yet."

"Gue perematin lo! Never touch Elisha!"

Theo grinned when he heard a name in Jay's sentence. A slightly scary grin for people in general, but not for Jay, he was so fed up with Theo's grin at the time.

"Jay, I don't even think about planning another bad thing what I'm going to do for Elisa lo it." Theo turned to Elisha when he noticed the girl's presence from the whispers of the girls.

"Oh! Hi, pretty." He held up one hand, waving it a greeting sign.

Jay followed Theo's line of sight. Showing a girl standing by. He immediately pushed the new Theo pretty hard.

"Do not bring Elisha, according to our agreement yesterday. Know lo! I know your petty nature." Furious, Jay clenched his jaw, pointing at Theo with his index finger.

Theo returned grinning. "You know how petty I am. Why would you want to work with me?"

"What cooperation?" Elisha. Getting closer to the middle.

"Cooperate for dapetin lo." Timpal Theo lightly, raise both eyebrows witty.

"Najis lo dakjal's son!"

Elisha rotates his eyeballs, looking away at Jay, unconcerned by Theo's snorting.

"Jay, clear what that means. What cooperation?"

The man was silent, weighing a sentence of answers to relieve Elisha's increasingly visible forehead wrinkles.

"I don't want you to get into music."

It doesn't sound like an answer.

"Why? It's up to me, dong."

"Udah is Jay, don't forbid Elisha to enter my ex. I promise you nothing" said Theo, he put both his hands in his pants pocket, his legs moving closer to Elisha.

"My exkul masuk. If you don't want the mute to be okay." His whisper was right in Elisha's ear, and at once his hair stood upright with a deep voice accompanied by the lip of Theo.