Namoras
Namora Hero

Bruuuuum...!

Yamaha R25 speeding from the school gate which when it was almost closed by Pak Satpam to the parking lot. Mr. Satpam jumped like a cheetah by reflex when he was almost struck by the motorcycle. This made Pak Satpam swear with various words of wisdom pearled from his lips.

"You're crazy!" Said the young man who was in the bonce while patting the helmet of the harrumphed young man.

"Down!" Said the young man in front while removing his helmet.

"You crazy huh? If the security guard was hit, run our careers in this school," angry young man who is none other than Namora.

"Do you want us not to come in? If we're late, it's you I claw. Because of you, I got to be late. Calling when the goats crow. Why don't you go to school at twelve o'clock?!" Reply youth who is none other than Jol. He was still upset that Namora asked to be picked up, but it was half an hour left to start the lesson. He who was already in school had to go out again, and went to the rock to pick up his best friend.

"Oh. So, now you're counting me?" Namora nonchalantly replied while pulling the notebook tucked away on Jol's waist.

"Both cat. What else am I calculating?" Jol wants to slap Namora's hand that snatched her book. But Namora's running away. "hey. What is my book for? Don't cheat you! I'm throwing it at Miss Mirna,"

"Be quiet. Your mouth stinks fishy," said Namora, curling the book into a long round. Then he stepped towards a young man who seemed to be chatting. Then.z., uh...,

Plaque..!

"Fuckers!" Maki the young man was shocked.

"What?" Namora asked defiantly as she widened her eyes.

"You can't go too far, Namora!"

"I'm outrageous? I've only treated you a few times too much. You, four years of treating me too much. Not happy you seem?" Namora walked up to the young man who was none other than Rendra, then wanted to hit his head once again with the book earlier.

"Hey..," Rendra covered her head with both hands, then slightly bowed to dodge.

Plaque..!

"Stupid you!" Maki Namora threw the book at Jol. "Take your rotten book!" He said then, then pointed towards Rendra. "I don't want to see you again at this school. Because, every time I see you, it's when my hands itch. If you don't want to get in trouble, just change schools. Or you'll make a concussion, "the threat to Rendra.

"That's it. Let's go to class!" Take Jol with Namora's hand.

"Hows it? Worth being a school thug?" Ask Namora to Jol.

This question is very funny. But his flat expression made Jol very irritated.

"Kendor's got your fucking robot face on. Or do I snap your nose?!" Maki Jol was unhappy with Namora's facial expression. He could not judge whether Namora was sad, happy or angry because her face was like it had no nerves.

"Allah. Come on!" Take Namora while pulling Jol's sleeve.

"Woy Mora's. Why are you turning into a Bully's handyman now huh?"

"I don't know either. But every time I look at his face, I will remember what they used to treat me like. I can't go back to time. If I could just give up time, I wouldn't want to be a loser. But it's over. I'm upset. That's why he had to pay the price for what he did to me,"

"That's it. Let's go to class. Would you like to be punished again with a teacher?"

"Come on!"

The two of them immediately walked into the classroom.

Arriving at the class, Namora was relieved that the teacher had not yet entered. Then he stepped into the closet to pick up his bag.

Namora picked up a roller ruler board, then started to hook the strap of her bag, and caught the bag then walked towards the table.

Arriving at the table, he did not immediately sit down, but rather opened his bag, then calculated whether there was anything lacking.

After he finished checking the contents of his bag, he nodded then he stared towards everyone. "This time you guys are lucky because none of my stuff is missing. Otherwise, I will brand you all as thieves. Except for Jol. After that, I will deal with you. One of your index fingers I'll break. Don't you dare look for things with me. I'm a pencak silat champion" he said with a very irritating arrogance. But what to say. They must not be able to fight Namora who has proven martial skills that he mastered.

The whispers between them began to happen. But whispers are just whispers. If the whisper could make Namora berpanu, maybe Namora's whole body has grown panu due to whispers from the people of one class.

Silences.

As soon as the teacher was pushed into the room, the atmosphere in the classroom was immediately silent. No one dared to twitch as if their voices were forcibly snatched away by the angel of death.

The teacher stared at Namora's seat. Then he nodded in satisfaction when he saw that the bengal disciple was there.

"Morah. Where were you last night?" Ask Maudy Maudy. He asked because he saw Namora post a photo of herself who was going to Kemuning city through her social media account. It wasn't the photo that actually attracted Maudy's attention. But, the caption.

"I went to the town of Kemuning Bu" Namora replied briefly.

"What are you doing in Kemuning City? Remember that! The exam will soon be held. If you don't study hard, your grades will plummet. You know what the consequences are when your grades are bad?" Ask Maudy firmly.

"Or Ma'am,"

"Good!" Said. Then he continued his lesson.

Namora did not expect that her post on Facebook would attract attention from Maudy. That way, he pulled out his phone, then opened Facebook to see.

"Wow. Is this real?" Ask Namora in your heart. He was shocked to see that until now, the photo he uploaded had gotten almost a thousand likes and hundreds of comments.

Naturally Namora was astonished. Because during this time, at most posts will get ten responses only. It was also from Jol, as well as the closest people such as Ameng, Udin and several others. But now it seems like he really became a celebrity.

Namora will usually upload a photo or story' on FB, then do not want to see it again. To him, he had only kept for a time he could look back on as a memento. That's why he felt it was a little surprise. Even Maudy is now paying attention to her Facebook account.

Wuzz...!

Ploc...

Namora was shocked when the chalk shot up and hit the table, then bounced off her face.

Namora immediately raised her head staring towards Bu Maudy who was glaring at her.

"Look at my explanation, or you'll stand up again!" Maudy warned in an angry tone.

"Hahaha..," the people laughed at Namora's misfortune that was scolded by the teacher. But the laughter disappeared immediately when Namora turned her face towards the sound of laughter earlier.

"You want this?" Namora asked as she brandished her fists.

"Look at what I explained. Namoraaaaa...!"

Maudy's maudy shrieked in a shrill scream making the entire student seal both of their ears simultaneously.

"Iy.., yeah. Yes Ma!" Namora said as she straightened her back. His phone fell on the floor, he did not dare to pick it up. He was afraid the chalk would fly again without wings towards him.

Seriate...