MUST BE A DEPOSIT
TMS EPS 54: WHO IS OLD BANGKA?

BRAKKK

Aina was furthered in shock, as someone kicked roughly the chair next to her. Though they knew that Aina was having lunch at school. Vio immediately fixed Aina's slightly spilled food and littered the table.

"So this... An orphanage defended by Mr Hariz? Cih, it's only fitting that I've smelled a foul smell!" leona said as she stared in disdain at Aina.

Aina just shut up. He'd rather continue eating than have to respond to these bullies. But apparently, they were getting furious with Aina's usual attitude. As if nothing happened.

Though they did not know, that Aina was actually fighting against herself so as not to be provoked by them. But what power.

Aina's patience was almost exhausted as they deliberately spilled a glass of drink over Aina's head. Suddenly it made Aina's body wet and sticky by the drink. They also occasionally held Aina's head.

Feeling satisfied to bully Aina all out. They leave feeling happy and satisfied. However, their steps stopped, when they heard a loud voice from Aina.

"HEY!"

'Oh my God, I feel bad if Aina is already angry, ' Vio muttered in fear.

Aina approached them with her firm steps.

Making Leona the head of the gang fold her hands on her chest and look at Aina arrogantly.

Without saying much, Aina directly lunged at Leona with all her might. Leona slumped under the table while holding her stomach that hurt.

Leona's friends approach Aina to gang up on her. However, Aina swiftly held their hands one by one and pushed them away. Aina also had time to beat Leona's men to battered.

Leona was already starting to get scared to see Aina coming back to her. Especially in Aina's hand now holding a bottle containing colored drinks.

When Aina was standing in front of Leona. He doused the drink just like Leona had done to him before. Aina also gave Leona ten times the head that Leona had done to her. Every time that Leona did to him she retaliated by many times over. So it's not just the pain that Leona and her friend are feeling. But also shame.

"You rich man's son. But your behavior is like a brandish child. What makes you so happy, after bullying people's children?

Just so you know....

I am more grateful to have been raised in an orphanage. But my foster parents took care of me and educated me properly and properly. Not like you rich people. Your parents must be busy looking for money, without knowing how their children behave outside.

You guys are just useless trash!" Aina kicked Leona's body before leaving her.

"Aina you're cool.... " Vio gave his thumbs up to praise Aina.

"I just did what I was supposed to do. But even so... This school will not uphold the truth. They can't defend me even if I'm right. Because of their principle of the rich in power. To be right or wrong if the man is rich, then he should not be blamed."

"Just calm down Aina. I think this time someone will defend you," said Vio who made Aina a little confused.

"Who?"

"Sir Hariz."

Aina rolled her eyeballs. "He won't defend me. He has defended me once. But I guess... It was just a form of thanks to me. Because I once comforted him from adversity. You know it... Mr. Hariz is heartbroken with Brother Syma. So I comforted him.

That's why he defended me."

"Oh yeah? But why do I feel like there's something weird about the way he looks at you. Like the..... "

"Enough Vio. Throw away all your dirty thoughts. And stop talking about that guy."

"Why indeed? Are you starting to like him?"

"Who do you call old bangka?"

Aina was immediately startled as the person they were talking about was suddenly already behind them. 'You're in danger Aina. I don't want to interfere. I'd better go first... '

"Hey.... Where are you going? You fucking friend! It's useless."

*****

Ting

Ersad turned his attention to Syma's phone which suddenly went off. Then looked towards the bathroom, where Syma was still busy with her rituals.

Ersad doesn't want to open up Syma's privacy. So he waited for the woman to come out and tell her.

But the sound was heard again. This time was enough to disturb Ersad's mind and cause curiosity in him.

Without hesitation, Ersad took Syma's phone and opened the contents of the message.

How surprised he was when he saw his own pot was in a club with a woman.

Not just one photo sent. But there are some. One thing Ersad realized, that the other photo had been opened by Syma. 'That means Syma has seen it. Why does that woman look ordinary. Looks like someone wants to ruin our happiness, ' Inner Ersad.

"Mass?" Syma looked at her husband confused, as he was holding his phone.

Ersad raised his face and looked at him. He slowly approached his wife.

"Someone sent you a picture."

Syma was surprised to hear that. But he tried to ignore. "Leave it," she said while drying her hair with a towel.

"Why? Do you believe in this picture? You don't want to ask me questions or ask me for explanations?" Ersad was getting closer and closer. Syma retreated a little, but Ersad held her back.

"For what? Even if the photo is true. That's your business with God. My business as your wife has been done. If Mas betrays, please account for himself later."

Ersad pulled a slight corner of his lips. His hands grabbed the waist of the very wife so that their bodies clung perfectly. "Then let's finish it. I don't want my wife to misunderstand me. I will tell you to make your heart feel calm. Because I know, a woman's mouth sometimes doesn't match her heart.

They can say it as if they don't care. But in fact they care and curiosity is so high. And finally they will choose to be silent while lamenting fate and crying every night in a corner of the room with negative thoughts that float everywhere, right?"

"That's overkill, Mas. We women are not like that" Syma said, smiling. What Ersad said is true. It's just that his way of talking is too exaggerated.

"really? Well then I don't need to explain."

"But I told you I wanted to explain! Why not be?" sulking.

"Didn't you just say that it's my business with God. Then I'll just talk to God."

"It can't be like that. I'm not your wife, I deserve to know all your business!" whinek Syma held her husband's hand.

Ersad chuckled at hearing that.

Now he understands why women are so difficult to understand, while they are always forced to always be understood.

That's why he chose to explain rather than bring up new problems later on.