Love, 35 Cm
Chapter 02's

..."Don't be a weakling, if you don't want to be bullied.."...

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Tinn!!!

Instantly Syasya jumped in shock. He almost fell. He also looked directly back. Looks like a guy with his black ninja bike.

"Dad! Junior High over there!" the man pointed west. He then re-asserted his motorbike, heading to the parking lot.

While Syasya still digest the meaning of the words of the man earlier. A few seconds later, he realized what the guy meant.

"Bahh.. He thinks I'm a Junior High?! The huft! Be patient! Patience!" muttered Syasya annoyed.

But after he thought again, he was also wrong. Maybe the guy didn't see the uniform he was wearing, because he was wearing an oversize hoodie. The uniform he wears is also his old school uniform.

He chose to forget about it, and immediately continued his steps. Find out where his new class is.

As Syasya was busy searching for her class, her gaze was turned to a crowd in the middle of a basketball court. Curious, he stepped there.

"Mission.mission.." said Syasya in order to penetrate the crowd.

Cute girl who is being colonized. What a thing I hate most. Bullying others who were weaker than all of them.

And what makes Syasya even more furious, no one wants to help the cute girl.

The cute girl could only stare at her bag that was hung in the basketball ring. Several times he jumped, but unfortunately his jump was not high enough to reach his bag.

"Heh, cupu! Come on jump, can't you grab the bag?! Didn't arrive, did you? Ahahaha!!" tease one of the students.

Shasha looked at the student. It is clear that he is the mastermind of this oppression. Surely he's not alone. Accompanied by two of his friends, who are of the same nature as him. I like to bully others.

Syasya continued to stare cynically at the three students. The three students realized it.

"What do you see?! Wh why? Lo temennya cupu? Don't accept it, see temen lo colonized?" sniped one of the three.

With a cynical look, Syasya stepped closer to the three girls.

"No, I'm not his friend.. BUT, I WAS MOST DISGUSTED TO SEE THE WEAKER NGE-BULLY PEOPLE. CUPU know?" syasya is full of emphasis.

All the students there were surprised to hear the words of Syasya who was so brave to call the three students earlier.

"Ni girl who the hell, dare to do Vira et al!"

"Let's die this time, girl."

"You don't know who Vira is!"

Those are the whispers that Syasya heard. He smiled back cynically. Although the three of them were taller than him, yet he was not afraid at all.

"Heh, short boy! Who would dare to say anything to us?!" said one of Vira's friends.

"Lo don't know who we are? Oohs.. New students yes, the pantesan just do not know us!" said the other friend of Vira when he saw a different skirt Syasya.

Suddenly all the students in the crowd were directly staring at the skirt of Syasya. It is different from their own.

"New disciples dare to look for trouble? Crazy one! Mental steel, really!"

"Mental steel from where? Find dead yes!"

"It's likely to be Vira's next toy!"

"Short term, a lot more behavior!"

Ninyiran for the sake of nyinyiran Syasya continued to hear from the mouths of the lack of work. But that didn't scare him at all.

While the student named Vira immediately smiled cynically.

"Guys, we haven't given a welcome to a new student! What if we welcome him now?" cynical Vira.

Vira was standing in front of Syasya, "Dek, can you borrow her bag?" her words are soft.

"How can I not tell you?" balas Syasya's.

Vira breathed a rough sigh. He stepped back. "Shelly, Rinta.. Please take it.." said Vira softly.

Like a doll that always obeys the orders of its master, Shelly and Rinta immediately try to seize Syasya's bag. Until the attraction between Shelly and Rinta with Syasya.

This made the disciples who were crowding it into a rowdy. And it certainly caught the attention of a passing student.

"What is this?!" said the student loudly.

Instantly the atmosphere that was originally violent immediately became quiet.

"Eh, Radit! How are you here? My nyariin huh?" vira said immediately sparkled.

But the student named Radit did not care about Vira. His gaze was directed at a bag that was being contested by three students.

Sontak Shelly and Rinta immediately release the bag.

"Thank you for the welcome!" cynical Syasya to Vira.

Syasya snorted in annoyance. His legs seemed to move on their own to help the girl. He dropped his bag carelessly. Look at the 3 meter high basketball hoop.

"Huhu.h.." Syasya exhaled slowly.

Bismillahs.. Syasya immediately jumped as hard as she could.

Hap!

The bag hanging in the ring was successfully achieved by Syasya. He forgot that his ankle was hurting. Until the moment he landed, clack!

"ouch!" as much as possible Syasya endured the pain. "Now! Do not be a weak person if you do not want to be oppressed." said Syasya, giving the bag to the owner.

He also picked up his bag, and immediately left the crowd that was getting boisterous because of his behavior earlier.

"Crazy! Lo see, right? He jumped it to the meter!!"

"He was short! How can you try?"

"It looks like a meter more!"

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Meanwhile, Syasya, who was their conversation, is now sitting on one of the park benches.

Slowly, he took off his shoes. Unclog the cloth that wrapped his ankle.

"Shh.. If you'd known this.. Hm!" Syasya observed her increasingly bruised and sore ankles.

"Now!" said someone gave an ice cube to Syasya.

Sontak Syasya. He thought he didn't have any acquaintances yet, so who gave him ice cubes?

"So I saw the moment you landed, your legs look unbalanced. From there I know, if your feet hurt, right? That's why I brought ice cubes." said the man.

Syasya thought for a moment. He just remembered that the guy who was on the basketball court. 'If not wrong Radit name' thought Syasya.

"Ekhem! Thanks." said Syasya flat.

The man sat next to Syasya. Seeing Syasya who was focusing on compressing her ankle.

"That's why? Falling?" tanya Radit was curious, because Syasya's ankle looked very bruised and swollen.

"Fall on the stairs," Shasya briefed, continuing to compress his legs.

After feeling better, Syasya was about to wrap her ankles again.

"Gue help" Radit said.

Without waiting for Syasya's reply, he immediately bandaged Syasya's ankle carefully.

Syasya's heart raced twice as fast. His irises did not stop looking at Radit's face which looked very serious.

Mature sapodilla skin, typical of Javanese. A pointed nose, thick eyebrows, and plump eyelashes. At first glance it managed to make Syasya forget her pain.

"If it hurts, say so."

The voice instantly awakened Syasya from her daydream. His face was burning. This time he felt something like this.

"It's done!" Radit sat down next to Syasya.

"Ma-love!" nervous Syasya.

With a thousand steps, Syasya quickly left the place.

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"Huf.. Heart is safe, right?" muttered Syasya checked his heart rate like he had run a marathon.

He continued to walk down the hallway, occasionally looking back.

"He didn't follow, did he?" ask yourself, monitoring the situation behind him.

Dukkkk!

Syasya accidentally hit someone. "Eh, sorry! I'm not se.. ngaja.." Syasya's mouth gaped.

Syasya raised her head. Staring at a man who was as tall as an electric pole.

The guy with nearly two meters high. White skin, sharp nose, sharp eyes, and thick eyebrows. The guy looked down, staring at Syasya who was still gawking at him.

"By the way, his eyes are in use! Don't just use your feet!" the man's right hand held Syasya's head, forcing Syasya to step aside.

Syasya who is still gawking, just obedient. Staring at the tall guy who was starting to disappear from his sight.

"Oh yes! To class!!" Syasya immediately stepped foot into her new class.

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