Letter to Atlanta
67. Scrape the ego

Whether you have to start a conversation from where, Elisha who was sitting on his stool as before, still faithfully playing the pen in his grasp. Yes, the girl chose to return to her home habitat after yesterday she took refuge in Mark's bench in the back row.

Guilt dominates his feelings, especially when Popi and Adin tell of the incident that happened to Atlanta the other day when he was about to go to the competition location. The full night did not stop guessing who most likely did the heinous thing to Atlanta, although in the end the contents of the girl's brain was deadlocked with his own mind.

Occasionally Elisa glanced with her eyes at Atlanta, while noting the physics formulas on the board. It can be seen clearly how the man next to him stiffened with the relationship of the two who have not improved.

Cring...

The sound of a bell clinking signifies that the lesson hour is over. All the disciples were heard breathing heavily, stretching out shoulders that felt numb.

"Today's lesson is enough. Prepare yourself for the UTS next week. Good day."

"Jiang, Ma'am ...."

One by one the students left the classroom, leaving a handful of people still inhabiting the room, including Elisa and Atlanta.

Elisa who was packing her things, while thinking of taking Atlanta to the cafeteria, really, she was very confused to start a conversation, even it felt very heavy to say a word.

"Rulisa."

The girl turned her head, revealing Jay who was already standing in the doorway of her class while smiling broadly. The man approached Elisha, who was still wondering.

"Why did you come here?"

"We were called to the same teacher's room, Mr. Teguh," said Jay who automatically made a frown on Elisa's forehead.

"What are you doing?

There was no answer from the man, he just smiled at a glance and grabbed Elisha's hand, took the girl away from class, not forgetting the sharp grin he was aiming for Atlanta.

"J—jay ... wait a minute, why do we want to go to the teacher's room?" said the girl, still with her attention fixed to the back, where Atlanta who wanted to prevent it but in fact she could not, Elisa first lost her sight.

Jay still clasped Elisha's hand, stepping wide to hurry to the teacher's room that was not far from the reach of his eyes.

"Jay .. freelance. Akh."

The man did not heed the ringing of Elisha who was in pain from the forced pull done by his hands. Because she did not get a reasonable answer, Elisha chose to throw Jay's hand, until the second step stopped, even though Jay's hand was released.

Elisha was still grimacing holding his reddish wrist, then looked up. "You're nothing Jay. Sick tau."

The man breathed heavily, ruffled his waist like he was in frustration, then massaged his temple slowly.

"Why are you still hanging out with that mute?" abugn.

"M—you mean?"

"You don't think? He is the one who has broken his promise to you. He is not responsible for the competition. Huh, you still want to stick with him. If I hadn't come to that competition, you might have failed, El."

Elisha looked at Jay Nanar. He knew Atlanta from the start had disappointed him, but that was before he knew the truth. The girl was convinced, there was another reason that made Atlanta still reluctant to reveal everything.

Well, maybe Jay was someone who was quite a hand in the competition yesterday. Honestly, he was very grateful for that. But isn't staying away from Atlanta a mistake?

"Jay, you don't know who— is"

"I know Elisa. He deliberately did not come to the competition just want to be shy you just."

No, the man obviously didn't know about what happened to Atlanta.

"So I beg you. Get away from her, Elisha."

Jay grabbed both hands of Elisha, staring at the clear obsidian belonging to the girl in front of him with a pleading gaze.

"You don't know anything, Jay."

"I know, Elisa."

"Sir, Jay! You don't know!" his words while throwing Jay's hand. "You don't know if Atlanta was accidentally hit by someone?! You don't know when Atlanta was being bullied, huh?! You don't know what Jay is! And I beg you, don't ever forbid me to do the same deket Atlanta! Once again you're ugly Atlanta in front of me, you're the one I'm going to get away from, Jay."

The man was clearly stuck. Even now Elisha dared to defend his half-brother. Jay snorted.

"Elisa, it's just her wits."

"No! You're the wits, Jay!"

Elisha immediately turned around, leaving Jay still standing with a peck after he had raised his index finger in front of the man. The voice of Jay who called his name was not heed at all. He was busy neutralizing the rumble inside his own chest, he could not figure out why Jay would lightly say that. Does he hate Atlanta?

The girl switched to a small run when she was in front of the class. He entered the room, with a hunting breath, his gaze stripped the whole class and could not find an Atlanta figure there.

Both of his eyebrows are clutched. Where's that guy going?

Elisa walked closer to the KM—Juan—, who was busy reading novels while eating chocolate bars on her stool.

"Juan! Lo see, where's Atlanta going, right?" tanyanya.

The man looked up. "Oh, I just saw him being taken in the same class next door. Just left."

"HUH?!"

Juan shut his ears after hearing Elisha's cry. "Father dah. Noisy."

"Why don't you stop, damn it!"

"Where do I know. Why the hell."

The girl rubbed her face rough. Maybe they'll do something else for Atlanta.

"T—keep going, where are they taking Atlanta, huh?"

Juan just put his shoulders down.

"Dam."

Not wanting to waste time, Elisa rushed to run outside the room, looking for the whereabouts of Atlanta. Every hallway, corridor, she traversed with great dismay, occasionally the girl asked the students she met, but from the many people she met, none of them saw Atlanta.

"Attlanta ... Where the hell are you." The monologue, still walking briskly towards the school grounds. The dripping sweat was immediately wiped away by the girl.

On the airy lips of basketball, Elisa approached some students who were watching basketball games.

"Excuse me.. Did you see Atlanta?" tanyakanya.

"Eh, sister Elisha. We saw him go there with the other boys" replied the girl, who was a junior, pointing at the back of the school parking lot.

His chest was pounding very quickly at that moment. What they're gonna do to Atlanta. God, he can't think straight.

"M—thank you, yeah."

Elisa immediately ran quickly towards the parking lot behind the school. With all his might, the girl kept swinging her legs to a destination that could not be said to be close.

I'm sorry, Ta .. sorry.

He ran as fast as he could. He doesn't want to be late. The dripping sweat flooded his forehead he caressed with his arms.

In front of the parking gate behind the school, his steps stopped. Elisha set his breath, in front there, under a big tree, he saw clearly Atlanta surrounded by 4 students who yesterday had bullied the man.

"Dog! You only have this kind of money, huh!" The jolt of a student standing in front of Atlanta, throwing a dime on the ground. Atlanta just looked down in fear, even the fingers that were interlocked were trembling.

Duk!

"Where else," he reached out his palm. Atlanta just stared at the outstretched hand in front of her.

"Ck. Where else is the fucking money!"

Looking at Atlanta who was just shaking her head stiffly, the man slid the collar of her Atlanta uniform, pushing her until her back hit the tree hard enough.

"Missy! Take it in his pocket!" he said as if hinting at his three other friends looking for the whereabouts of the money in question.

They immediately searched the entire pocket of the Atlanta uniform. Until a handful of coins were obtained by one of the people, they stopped the activity.

"There's only this boss" he said, giving the man coins he called the boss.

He turned one lip when he received the dime, looking more and more at Atlanta who was trembling in fear.

"Don't pretend to be poor! You got a part of Elisha too, huh?! Now where's the money!" His bluff shook the grip on Atlanta's neck.

Atlanta shook her head. I swear, he didn't know what the man meant. Atlanta tried to release the clutches of the student's hands around his neck which further depleted the supply of oxygen into his lungs.

Bruk!

The man threw out his grip until Atlanta fell to the ground.

Bugh!

A hard kick succeeded the man who was then curled under grimacing in pain in the abdominal area. Atlanta tried to look up slowly while enduring the pain.

Bugh!

Elisha smothered his mouth when the delinquent kicked Atlanta in the stomach again. Instantly, his tears came out of the rim witnessing a scene capable of making his heart slice in pain. Even the girl's heartbeat was racing even faster.

"You wanna survive, give me the money, damn it!"

Elisha turned to clenching both hands, the jaw getting clenched indicating that the girl was holding back the anger that already felt at the top of the crown. He stepped back wide, approaching the bullies there.

"WOY, MOTHERFUCKER!"

The attention of the four students turned back, and showed a girl walking wide towards them.

"Sad. What do you want to do to—"

Bugh!

Elisha kicked the dominant student with his mainstay dollyo chagi, until the man fell down after getting a kick in the abdominal area. He whimpered in pain, even his three friends helped the boss who was increasingly roaring.

"Your rich bastards are weak?! Just got kicked by doang udah lemes. Ck."

The girl folded her hands like a challenge, staring at a man who was below was now giving a sharp look at her.

"Lo dog, Elisa!"

"Yes! I am a dog! And the dog's job is to catch your rich son of a bitch!" his speech was accompanied by a grin.

The girl immediately reached into the money sheet that was in the pocket of her uniform, throwing the precious piece of paper at them.

"Eat the money! Basic commoners. His job can only be slow. Sono work, don't look so poor until people are lazy!" said sarcasm.

Unable to get scorn from a woman, the man gritted his teeth, he suddenly moved quickly, reaching for Elisha's arm with his strength.

"Akhs! Sick, dammit! Off!" he grimaced as the man's big hand gripped his arm with extra strength.

"Lo was brave with me. Just so you know, I'm not afraid of you. Even if you're Jay's girlfriend," he said. A flash of anger was now emanating in the male's rosy eyeball.

On the other hand, Atlanta tried to stand even though it felt very painful when his body tried to stand upright, especially in the abdominal area that immediately felt pain when straightened.

Duk!

"ANJ— AKH!"

The man fell again when Elisha kicked his precious assets strong enough. He groaned in pain.

"Gue is not afraid of you either. You're ban-ci."

Elisa turned to look at Atlanta. He immediately grabbed the man when he saw him struggling to stand up.

"FUCK YOU, ELISA! RESPONSIBILITY IS!" Loud one of the children berandal, apparently did not receive his friend hit by a deadly enough attack.

"Yes, I'll take responsibility. If she's pregnant I'll take responsibility, you guys just calm down," he said, which increasingly pulled the neck veins of the students. Unceasingly they also took a swearing oath to the girl who was leaving before them.

Elisha no longer cared about the cries of those who kept calling his name with swear words that indirectly made his feelings satisfied.

The girl took Atlanta to the UKS room intending to treat a kick in the Atlanta abdomen that she believed had left a bruise. Atlanta was just sorting, following where the girl was taking her. A sweet curvature on her lips imprinted perfectly, she was very happy, it turned out that Elisha still cared for her, even the girl was very careful when breaking her into the UKS.

Elisa turns to help Atlanta lie on top of the ward. By the time they got there, there were no PMR officers, which obviously led to the girl having to intervene in Atlanta's handling. Without a word, he immediately picked up the cold water inside the small fridge.

He returned to the ward occupied by Atlanta. The girl unbuttoned her Atlanta uniform without her consent. When Atlanta rounded her eyeballs, she was about to prevent the movement of Elisha's hand, but the girl brushed off her hand.

Elisha sighed when he saw the purplish bruise on Atlanta's stomach, and then kept the bottle of cold water on it. "Why don't you fight them anyway?" abugn.

Atlanta just smiled, paying attention to the activities of Elisa who looked very serious in treating her. So happy, he did not grimace when the cold water touched the bruises are quite obvious.

"I don't exist, maybe you're already battered, more than this."

Returning with silence, Atlanta increasingly looked at Elisa quite late.

"sorry. I misunderstood you" he said.

Elisa looked up, stopped her activities that were already finished, and Atlanta who rushed to tidy up her uniform again.

"I'm sorry, because I'm disappointed in you. I'm sorry, because they hurt you."

Atlanta smiled broadly again.

"No. I should've apologized."

"But you're not wrong. I don't know if you got lost when you went to the competition yesterday."

The man shook his head, intending to hint Elisha not to blame himself. As the girl said, everything is just a calamity, there is nothing wrong here.

"I'm sorry, yeah."

"Sorry what else is Atlanta? You really aren't wrong. I'm the one who's too emotional."

"I'm sorry I couldn't take care of you."

Elisha opened his eyes twice. It was Atlanta's hand movements.

"I'm sorry, because you always take care of me. As for me, I can't take care of you yet. You always defend me when those people bother me. I'm a useless man, aren't I?"

The girl immediately shook her head, grabbed Atlanta's two hands and grasped them gently.

"Congratulations, Atlanta. With you in my life, it makes me happy. So don't tell me you're no use."

Hearing the girl's sincere words, Atlanta was unable to hold back the tears that were piling up until a clear reflection was seen there.

"You don't mind, Papa wants to see you. Do you want to see Papa?"