
Two bus units carrying groups of teachers and students from Tunas Bangsa State High School have just arrived at Taruna Dolok Ginjang High School.
In the parking area, there are already many buses and other vehicles are parked.
From inside the bus, Namora swung her footsteps down the stairs of the bus. And when he was outside, he saw the bus from SMA Negeri Kampung was parked there first.
Namora just indifferently looks towards the bus carrying the group from Kampung Baru State High School. Now, Namora looked around and frowned slightly when she saw two young men who were the same age as her walking with one face indifferent, and the other was sour.
Namora recognized the two people who were none other than Udin and Hendro from Indra Sakti High School. Just as he was about to step away, Hendro and Udin suddenly saw Namora and immediately called out her name. It also coincided with Jol, Jericho, Juned, Jaiz, James, Julio, and Jufran also walking towards him.
Namora could not avoid it anymore because it had already been seen by them. He could only wait because he and Udin had a very good relationship.
"You're here Namora. I heard that you were in that tournament, huh? Very high confidence you have," as soon as Hendro arrived, he already spoke in a mocking tone.
"So your mouth is, Hendro! Many times people are wretched for not being able to control their mouth" Udin told Hendro. He's fed up enough with this Hendro. This was because, he should have left together with Joe to this Djang Dolok to watch the tournament event. However, because Hendro banned and continued to babysit Joe, Joe finally canceled. This made Udin's face sour all the way.
Namora looked at Hendro's face with a cold look. After that, he immediately said. "The lessons I taught you are still not enough to inspire you. Do you want me to make you completely useless in the future?"
The words coming out of Namora's mouth startled Jericho, Juned, Jaiz and the others. This is because, they know who Hendro and Udin are. The father of these two people is the superior and best friend of the chairman of the Dragon Empire branch of Kemuning city. No one dared to reprimand these two children, especially Hendro in the way that Namora had done.
Hearing the loud reprimand from Namora, Hendro who had indeed felt the response from Namora suddenly pale. He has a high status among other young people. However, the status he had was not high enough for Namora based on the background this son of Tigor had.
Namora could very easily destroy Hendro's future with just one sentence.
Finished saying so, Namora immediately twisted her body, then left them there who were still speechless with their respective thoughts.
"Namora's? Why would he dare to nudge this Hendro?" Jericho thought in his heart. He's dying to know. However, thinking about Hendro's extremely haughty and rude temperament, he just waited and probably asked Udin.
Justright. When he had the chance, he immediately asked Udin about the meaning of Namora's words.
Udin, who was well known for his figure and humble attitude, immediately told them who Namora really was. And, when Jericho and the others except Jol, heard the explanation from Udin, the six J7 children suddenly turned pale. Now they know how powerful Namora is. Only, their minds did not at all suspect that what the Convict's son said was Tigor.
Jericho really felt a jumble in his heart. There is a shadow when the time incident attended the Merisda birthday event. At that time, he ignored Namora and did not defend her so Namora took offense and immediately kept her distance.
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Inside the large hall, it now seemed to have been crowded and all the chairs in the room had been filled to the brim with attendees.
There are three categories for which places are provided. The first category is the participants who take part in this tournament. Their seats are next to the rink. Category two is the seat of the jury and teachers. For the jury, they sat in the front row of seats on the large rink in the hall. As for the seats for the guests both lay people, the guardians of the students and the students themselves, were at the bottom surrounding the arena stage.
It was seen that several representatives from every school including Namora and Diaz were also there.
Each of the schools sent two of their representatives to join this competition. But not for Tunas Bangsa State High School and Kampung Baru State High School. Since no one wanted to take part, then only Namora alone became the representative. While Kampung Baru State High School, because Rudi has been bestowed by Namora, then only Diaz who became sick is the only one from the school.
Fires of hostility emanated from Diaz's eyes as he glanced toward the very edge of the row of seats where Namora was sitting.
His hands clenched and repeatedly took a breath to dampen his anger.
Meanwhile, Namora who knew that everyone did not idolize her could only smile awkwardly. He knew that at this moment all the students and teachers were mocking him.
No wonder he is not a fan. This was because he had never fought before. In fact, even if according to his track record, Namora actually never learned martial arts. No one knows who his teacher is, and what school he's studying at.
"Sir Bakri. Do you have the heart to see your students become my students' meals later? Look at the handsome face he has, as well as his innocence. He doesn't look impressive at all. His skin is very smooth and so soft," said one sports teacher from Indra Sakti High School.
Red extinguished Pak Bakri's face heard the taunts from his colleagues from Indra Sakti High School. If not for the formality, he would not have been willing to come to attend this event. He had never experienced anything like this before. Usually he always puffed his chest because he managed to defend the championship three times in a row. But this time, it looks like the wheels have turned and the glory of Tunas Bangsa state High School will end this year.
"Where will I hide my face?" The groaning in the heart. He then stared hatefully at Namora who was sitting alone because it was not considered by the other participants.
While the teachers mocked each other towards Pak Bakri, Bu Maudi and the teachers from Tunas Bangsa state High School, Hendro, Udin and the children of J7 except Jol, he also looks towards Namora.
Hendro, who was at the beginning of their meeting was reprimanded by Namora immediately said with the intention of giving his analysis. "Jericho. I am worried that this tournament will only fill an empty quota for your Tunas Bangsa State High School. What I'm worried about is, you already know Namora's identity right? I'm worried that if Namora gets thumped, we'll be in trouble by Uncle Ameng. When he finds out that you and I are not helping Namora, will you and I and Udin survive the punishment he'll be given later?"
"So your mouth is Hendro!" Tegur Udin who was already very irritated with Udin for forbidding Joe to come along.
"Why indeed? I speak as is. Uncle Ameng will definitely punish us,"
"Do you think Uncle Ameng's thoughts are as petty as yours? This match is official and has been approved by the parents of each participant. Do you think Uncle Ameng's mind is like your shallow mind? I know where your words are going. You doubt Namora, right? Or are you envious? At least, lose or win, Namora dares to appear and answer the challenge. Not like you. Everything was just relying on Uncle Andra. If there's no Uncle Andra, you're nobody!" Angry Udin who immediately silenced Hendro's mouth.
"You. Why do you always cross with me huh?" Snapped Hendro to Udin.
"I don't like you. Proud not in its place. I don't know what you're arrogant about. Because of you, I became a castaway to Indra Sakti. Still arrogant too. Don't be so high up on maintaining that arrogance! If you fall, it hurts!" At least Udin did not intend to give face to Hendro.
Hendro widened his eyes to look at Udin. If it wasn't Udin, he would have punched him in the face. However, he realized that Udin was the Son of a Dignity. Their status is the same. If there is a fight between him and Udin, he also can not necessarily win.
Seriate...