My Sugar Daddy's (Nania)
111. Adu Jotos
Setelah kejadian di mana Krystal di tuduh telah melakukan bully pada Nania, gadis angkuh itu tak berani lagi mengganggunya. Juga karena Nania yang sudah beberapa hari terakhir tidak menampakkan batang hidungnya di kampus, membuat suasana gedung itu jadi terasa sedikit sunyi. Krystal yang merasa punya kesempatan pun mencoba untuk tebar pesona kepada para mahasiswa laki-laki, termasuk meniru gaya berpakaian Nania yang memang sangat seksi. Namun, alih-alih mendapat pujian, yang ada semua orang malah menatapnya dengan pandangan sinis dan juga jijik. Bahkan tak jarang Krystal harus gigit jari saat mendengar gunjingan para senior yang menyebut kalau dirinya adalah gadis murahan yang tidak tahu etika berpakaian yang sopan. Sangat menjengkelkan.
“Sound ya Krystal. As sexy and attractive as you are, you can never be compared to Nania. Everything you do seems forced, unlike Nania who was born sexy and beautiful. So we suggest you just be yourself. Do not imitate the style of others who clearly do not fit your style. Understand?”
“Cihhh, want to emulate Nania? Even I'd rather see a frog with a discount than have to see her look like a cheap girl. Wonder, I don't know what your purpose looks like. Remember, this is a college campus, not a place you can use to show off your ass. Know?”
“Not being self-conscious as a bully, this even deliberately imitates the style of the person who has been bullied. No shame, huh? Iyuhhhh!”
More or less that is the sound of innuendo and ridicule that Krystal must hear every day. His heart hurts, that's for sure. But how else. Somehow Krystal was so obsessed with wanting to replace Nania in everyone's eyes. But if you look at it well, the two of them are not much different. Nania is beautiful, Krystal is also beautiful. Nania sexy, Krystal is the same. And regarding the achievements on campus, Krystal also cannot be considered stupid even though she has never perfected the name of the university as Nania did. And before the cheesy girl got into this campus, Krystal was the most beautiful student that many male students admired. It doesn't make any difference, does it? But why doesn't everyone stop mocking him now. What's wrong with Krystal? Bizarrely.
After class, Krystal and her friends went to the cafeteria. They ordered a lot of food, and of course Krystallah became his ATM machine. Despite knowing that he was always used, Krsytal had no other event to stop treating his friends. She was afraid to stay alone, which would prove Rhea's remark the other day that she was the real lonely girl.
Oya, speaking of that one girl, Krystal had never met Rhea since they had been in a fight at a restaurant. Although initially only intended to use, honestly Krystal admitted that sometimes he misses her a little. I don't know what's going on. Rhea's reticent and arrogant attitude often warms her heart. Ah, but yeah that's it. Krystal doesn't want to look back. Bodo time with that feeling of longing.
“Krys, after this we have no more classes. How about we go watch. You want no?” ask one of the girls while stirring a drink.
“I'm being lazy,” Krystal refused. “You guys are there who go watch. My mood is very bad, I want to go straight home.”
“Waaahhh, what a pity. Though the film that will be played later is an adopted film from a famous author. But yes, if you don't want to go. No problem.”
Krystal sighed. She daydreams, imagining if she and Jovan would become lovers. They can watch and spend time together. Hihhhh.
Why should Nania be present in the midst of our closeness anyway. And why Jovan should've loved it since Nania was a teenager. Why isn't it just me that Jovan likes. With that I don't have to feel this kind of heartbreak. God fucking.
Goitre thinking about Nania, Krystal decided to just leave. He left a few pieces of money on the table then stepped away leaving the cafeteria. As Krystal passed by a group of senior students, she was infuriated by a whisper that turned out to be gossiping about her. Upset, Krystal turned around and looked up at a group of girls who were pretending to be reading a book.
“Basic trash. How dare you talk about me. Who do you think you are!” amok Krystal's.
“If we're trash then what are you, Krys? Trash sack? Yes?” said one of the girls with a very cynical tone. “After all cheap girls like you deserve to be gossiped about. You're haughty, bully, arrogant, and also pretentious. Do not doubt your father is the biggest donor on this campus then you can act like it. Basic don't know yourself!”
“What did you say? Don't know yourself?”
Krystal's head was looked up as she laughed at the ridicule of the girl before her. It's hard to believe. A lowly girl like them dared to insult her? Cannot be allowed. Krsytal did not accept.
Plaaakkkkkkk
One loud slap landed on the cheeks of the student who had just mocked Krystal. Enraged, Krystal slapped another slap, causing the girl to stagger to the floor. No matter if he could be punished for committing acts of violence, Krystal again attacked by occupying the girl's stomach and then grabbed her hair very strongly. And their fights attracted the attention of everyone who was there. In just a short time the students were already standing around the two girls who were engaged in wrestling while recording videos with their mobile phones. Marcell who happened to be in the cafeteria was interested to see what happened. He then moved towards the crowd.
“What is this? Why are you huddling?” marcell asked one of the students.
“Krystal is doing it again, Cell. He was fighting with senior brother.”
Soon Marcell asked the students to open the way for him. And as soon as he got to the front, he immediately let out a long sigh looking at Krystal's already extremely messy state. The girl's hair was like a person being electrocuted, chaotic. While on his face there is a scar that bleeds.
“Krystal, what the fuck are you! This is campus, not boxing ring!” shouted Marcell loudly. He then rubbed his face as the two girls before him instantly became fixated in silence. Maybe surprised. “Now I ask you both to wake up. Fast!”
Before waking up, Krystal still had time to stick to her senior head. He then pushed it rough until it fell flat on the floor. Without feeling awkward or embarrassed, Krystal woke up and stood defiantly in front of Marcell. This bastard, he hates her so much.
“What, huh? Want to act like a hero again? Yes?” hardik Krystal with a rough.
“Cihh, you really are a child of the devil, Krys. Are you still not deterred after receiving a suspension from the campus? You do not realize that your attitude does not reflect at all an exemplary student. You look like a punk kid who's never been taught how to behave properly. It's a pity that the money your parents have poured in. I'm sure your mom and dad didn't know that your behavior on campus was very similar to that of a thug. Embarrassment!” sahut Marcell rebuked no less rude. In his eyes sharp the face of the girl who was showing the look of anger. “You should learn from the past, Krystal. I don't really know what happened between you. But whatever it is you'll still be the one to blame for making a fuss. Now quickly explain what makes you guys able to get to a jotos like this. If not, I will report the matter to the college. Hows it? Which one do you want to choose?”
Goddamn bum! What the fuck is this Marcell. Once it comes straight to make trouble. He thinks he looks cool what with being a divorcee. You stupid guy. Chuehhhh.
“Oh, so you choose silence yes. Alright, then don't blame me for bringing this matter to the dean room!” marcell threatened when the two girls in front of him no one wanted to talk.
“Wait!” Krystal pulled the hand of Marcell who wanted to go from there. He then cleared his throat before telling her the point of trouble. “Those who first started this problem. As I passed in front of them, I was shocked with very painful words. They called me a cheap girl, also likening me to a wet puppy on the side of the road just because I was considered to imitate the way Nania dressed. Since I didn't feel that way, I was obviously angry to hear the talk. But when I rebuked them, I was called a selfless girl. I didn't take it, and then I slapped him. And yes, you can see for yourself what happened between us. So's the story!”
“You, is it true that Krystal said?” marcell asked the other girl.
“Cell, I'm just telling you the truth. Who would have thought that Krystal would turn out like a mad dog. After all, all students also know that he deliberately imitated the style of Nania. Just look at what this girl is wearing. The model was exactly the same as the one Nania used to wear. So don't blame me for calling her a self-informed girl?”
“Yakkkk!”
“Shut!” snapped Marcell exasperated. “You both are wrong. So before the matter goes anywhere, I suggest you guys just make up. You are both students here, for whatever is hostile to each other. Remember, your goal here is to seek knowledge, not to fight who is the greatest at bringing down and hurting others. Understand?”
“You don't miss it, Cell. I want to talk to you doesn't mean I'm going to do what you say. Didn't I explain in great detail that they were the ones who started this problem. So just order them to apologize to me. Not even asking me to make up with them. How the hell!” krystal protested when Marcell asked her to make up with this bunch of trash-mouthed girls. Just yummy.
“Do not muddy the atmosphere, Krys. You two both apologized to each other. Fast!”
“No want!” sahut Krystal and the girl were compact. They then sauntered away in the opposite direction, not heeding Marcell who was pressing on his nose because he was upset.
Really yeah. Why women should be so hard to handle. Just make people dizzy. Hihh.
In a very messy situation, Krystal left the campus. He then decided to go to his subscription salon to do the treatment after he had been in skin contact with the damned trash girl. While driving a car, Krystal seemed to grimace at times due to a scratch on her cheek.
“Basic jerk! Justjust look. I'll make sure after this you'll all be taken off campus. How dare you look for trouble with me. Stupid fool!” krystal's growl is full of revenge. He then increased the speed of his car to get there quickly. His body is starting to itch.
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