Mr. Antagonists
Satu
...°HAPPY ENDING°...
Alma opened the door of the silver-colored room slowly. The dark room swept his eyes, but the very chaotic circumstances like a broken ship made his vision sick. Amongst all that stood out the most was someone curled up on the floor leaning against the mattress.
Sagara Caesar's.
Sitting down by hugging both of his knees and immersing his face, that appearance looked messy. School clothes are still attached to his body, his hair is randomly scrambled with blood stains around him.
Alma bit her lip.
God fucking.
Until when should he see such a miserable scene like this?!
Alma took a deep breath, straightened her shoulders and tightly grasped the p3k box she was carrying.
"Master," Call her slow.
The head puffed up, those puffy eyes staring at him. Alma dimmed her smile at the emptiness within those eyes.
" Daisy?" His hoarse voice and weight were heard.
Nearly a year on, the novel went according to the plot.
But why have you suffered? How is your life ending like in a novel?
" It's me, Alma." Those empty eyes did not look at him anymore. The man immediately got up and walked straight towards the bathroom.
" Why?" Alma held her breath, she immediately replied with one breath.
" I brought you some medicine," Sagara glanced at him for a moment, then took another step back.
" Just put it there." The man took a towel about to take a bath, Alma obeyed him. " I put it here,"
Sagara did not respond until Alma's next words, "Please do not fall like that, he will not like to see it. If you can't have it, at least you can make it happy with you too happy." Alma said slowly.
He had been quiet all this time.
The poor sagara.
He never felt the affection of his parents, lost his best friend and now his love. Will he lose his life purpose?
" Not to interfere." A cold, flat voice greeted his hearing senses. He immediately took a step back and turned around.
" At least I've reminded you" he murmured softly. Whether Sagara heard it or not.
After being in the kitchen, the girl sighed. " What do I do when I fall in love with a fictional character?"
Not only because the visuals are very handsome and charming. But because Sagara is a figure of his dreams.
Sagara is a figure that looks strong outside but very soft inside. Men who do not pay attention to the form of affection, but if we are sensitive then we will see a form of affection that makes us feel salting and bring feelings.
Unfortunately our female lead is insensitive and sees that. Plus Sagara highly upholds self-esteem.
The novel is already half-wayed, but Alma can't stand to see Sagara's suffering.
" Ame,"
The girl's daydream came to a halt, Alma gave a small smile to her master's uncle.
" Uncle Sam, just got home?"
Samuel nodded. " What are you doing here?"
Samuel let out a heavy sigh, the middle-aged man loosened his tie. " It's not good to eat instant noodles at night like this, I told you Ama. Let's just say this is your home, if you're hungry you can eat."
Alma laughed a little.
" Ama knows, uncle. Better uncle take a shower first, keep changing clothes. Ama ready for coffee!"
" Alright, as usual, between uncle's workrooms."
" Ready, uncle."
...****...
" Let's get changed!"
Alma glanced at Jesslyn, her best friend since 10th grade. "I'm a sports males."
Jesslyn throttled, recalling Alma's nature. " Want sports or don't change first. Later Yosep was angry, continued to be punished. Wanna?"
Alma shakes his head, who wants to be punished. Everyone would not want to either. "Judah come!"
He was forced to change into a green sports uniform that was the pride of Smith High School. After changing clothes he immediately went out with jesslyn who had not been able to tell his cousin who had just returned from abroad.
" That's handsome! I can't believe he's turned that drastic. You'll be fascinated by him!" Alma looked around the field. Fortunately Mr. Yosep is out so the students are free to do any sport they want. And Alma thinks he's going to be a sport too, which is a blindfold sport.
" We'll just sit there." Point Alma at a bench under a tree. It looks comfortable without the sun.
" I'm sure you'll be amazed by my cousin!" Alma looked at the enthusiasm of her friend. " How handsome is he anyway? Which is the same as Renjana?"
Jesslyn slips. " Yes, if that's a different story. Ayang Spell number one! But my cousin's brother is his second number, he's handsome!"
Alma became curious about the figure of jesslyn's cousin. Jesslyn was never mentioned in the novel, because she might be the same as a figurehead. Make no mistake, Jesslyn Graham is the only daughter of the Graham family. A family that belongs to the high ranks and elites, a family that is involved in the world of business and technology.
Somehow Alma can be friends with him, because jesslyn is very attached to him. Even he did not hesitate to beat up the people who tried him.
" What's his name?"
Jesslyn's eyes sparkled. "Ha-'s name"
" Look! Lookie! Sagara Eza wants to play basketball!"
" Who is where?!"
" Agh for what a handsome Eza!"
" Yes, please strengthen your servant!"
" I think I overdosed on Saga!!"
Whispers and screams restrained the girls see hordes of men who will play basketball stop jesslyn's speech.
Alma nodded slowly.
As usual, the charm of the characters always attracts attention.
But he's not used to it, even though he's been here for a year.
A world that is foreign to him.
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