Mr. Antagonists
Eight

...°HAPPY ENDING°...

" eating. Or do I want a bribe?"

Alma didn't understand why it ended like this. He stared at the porridge that was still in his hand and then turned to the young man who brought him the food.

" Don't like it, or do you really want me to bribe?" Alma thunched and immediately bribed a mouthful. Sagara noticed himself eating, and it made his lips feel stuck in the throat.

Very uncomfortable.

" Hell, what's the matter here?" Ask Alma to the point. He kept a bowl that still contained half of it.

" Is there a ban for me to come here?"

Sagara looked amusedly at Alma who was glaring at him. " Don't be sweet, ugly!" Alma's eyes grew increasingly glaring at hearing him.

" Cih, you think Lo is handsome?!" Sewot.

" I was born beautiful." Sagara blurted out those words with his arrogant face.

Alma dropped his jaw, what did Sagara really want? And what kind of behavior is that? It is not a Sagara that has a dinovel.

" I feel like she likes you."

Alma was silent for a moment, her mind recalling her encounter with Renjana.

Could Sagara like it?

If yes, then it cannot happen.

Because it'll ruin the groove!

And if the groove is messy he won't know how to go ahead.

Sagara suddenly found Alma speechless, especially his face that shriveled like he was thinking.

" Lo!" Sagara gasped at Alma's shriek that arrived. Fortunately, he did not fall back.

" Like me?!"

" Huh?" Alma looked at him innocently. " Yes right. You like me, don't you?" Designate it.

Almost as Sagara blew up his laughter, yet he just chuckled. He immediately got up from the chair and looked down at the sliced Alma. As if I was regretting something

" I think Lo is better suited to RSJ."

Alma raked a fewapakali. Sagara disappeared behind the door. A few moments later he realized something.

" Anj-does he mean I'm crazy?!"

Alma kicked the hospital cage. All sorts of swearing came out of his mouth. " The basic antagonist of freak! Fictional figure!"

A long breath of light came from his mouth. Alma stared at the white door.

" Well, you'll realize you don't want to admit anything stupid!"

...****...

Three days in hospital left him with no idea what. When returning home to the Smith residence the atmosphere of the house felt different from the last time he felt. It felt very quiet and lonely. Sagara is invisible and Uncle Sam may be at work.

And yesterday he remembered, Sagara took his time to go home from school to visit himself in the hospital. But he seems to be busy right now and Alma shouldn't be too.

" You've been healed? Sorry yesterday uncle couldn't see you." Alma turned her back to find Samuel standing in his formal attire.

" Oh, yes uncle is fine. Uncle has gone home? Tumben's coming home at this hour?" Ask Alma. Samuel walked up to him and sat down in the dining chair.

" Today the schedule was empty, so uncle came home early. How are you doing?"

Alma smiled slightly, "it's better, uncle." Samuel motioned to get closer.

" Come here." He had a chair next to Samuel. Alma complied, she sat stiffly. " You're like a son to uncle. Please don't bother with uncle, will you?"

Alma was stunned when she felt a gentle swipe at the top of her head. It was so soft that it touched the cold bottom of Alma's heart. Delivering a foreign warm feeling that made Alma want to cry.

" If you want, you can call me Dad. I don't mind as long as you're comfortable."

The feeling was sincere, Samuel loved Alma. The girl who only has a mother figure without knowing the origin of her father. Samuel loved the girl, especially her face reminded him of someone.

Somebody's.

Someone he knew.

...***...

We may not yet realize that there is a 'child' side in us. Besides that we all have grown up, whether it be age or mind.

This side is not entirely bad, but if we do not recognize and make peace with it, it can cause many psychological problems in the future.

The emotional burden we carry in the past, unfinished business and some traumatic events we have not yet let go of also form the 'little children' side that we have in ourselves today.

That's what's happening to Alma now. Seeing Samuel's affection for her made his mind raging. His feelings are mixed up, not knowing due to Alma's body's reaction or perhaps the feeling of 'She' being reminded of her past.

Almost a year of living here made him know Samuel well. The middle-aged man was lonely. Not having a wife or family really cares about him. Then his cold and expressionless nephew made the two rarely interact.

Alma was close to Samuel. It started a long time ago when he wanted to brew instant noodles at night by the middle-aged man when he wanted to make coffee. Alma was terrified at that moment, afraid that she would be scolded. But Samuel asked him to talk and told him to make coffee. From there the two are familiar, Alma often tells about his school and asks Samuel about how office life.

" Al? What else do you think?"

Alma looked over and took her eyes off the window. Jesslyn stared lazily, the girl had been excited since morning because she started school. Until their classmate made her ear pengang because of the shrill voice belonging to Jesslyn.

" Think how to enjoy life without being hard and sad." Alma. Jesslyn took it seriously. He seemed to be thinking hard, until he kicked the table strong.

Alma was surprised.

" One answer only. Living with Ayang Eja! Eaa." Screeched Jesslyn while laughing crisply.

Krikk krikk

Alma looked at Jesslyn lazily. As usual he will be consumed by the main character's charm virus. They can be friends.

" O!"

The two girls in the corner looked at the short-haired girl who arrived at the classroom while shouting loudly. Because now the jamkos because the teacher is close, as a result they are free to do what they want.

" Actually I don't think this is just any jamkos anyway, because it must be another character on the shoot."

Aye? Because of most of the novels he read and set the school like this. Will definitely use a clock like that. The term author makes a coincidence like to make a scene on a character.

Or another example at rest. There will be many events that occur in the canton for the characters, especially if the novel there is an element of things that smell gang.

Huh!

Alma would not be surprised anymore.

" What's wrong Cin?" Nope. Alma did not ask. But Jesslyn, other than because she's lazy Alma knows she'll ask because her level of poignancy is very high.

" There's Alma in front." Cindy - the short-haired girl - made Alma raise her eyebrows.

" Who?" Cindy shrugged her shoulders marked not knowing.

" Kakel is like that."

Alma and Jesslyn looked at each other. During school here, they had no acquaintance of the upperclassmen. It was a question mark for both of them.

" Mending lo see." Jesslyn voiced out. Alma throbbed, lazily she walked out.

The moment it came out that he saw was the back of someone who was looking back at him. Alma cleared her throat loudly trying to resuscitate, and it managed to make the man turn towards her. The young man who ranged higher and had a handsome face. Well, in that world everything is almost handsome anyway.

" What's up?" Ask with a polite smile.

" Lo's called Lyora, right?" Alma suddenly felt bad to see the smile of the man in front of her.

" Yes, why?" Alma asked heart. " Come with me."