Our Story: The Sudden Chancellery
S2 Chapter 6 – Prahara Duty

“Vi, Elo SLOPPY REALLY, STUPID BASE!” Rianti, one of Chicrich—and along with friends of the Viani— group, was walking back and forth.

“Lo know today is the last day we cuddle papers? Can you not bring our paper?”

“Gue take the job, Ri! Didn't you just see if I brought it?”

Today, Viani and her friends should have gathered their Indonesian assignments. But no matter where, the object is now disappeared from the bag. Viani was very confident that he had brought the task.

“No! I don't see!” refute Rianti while straddling unwilling to know and avoid Viani's words.

Three other friends also flocked to Viani with a rude mockery that made her eyes glazed with tears.

Harry, who saw it from the window of his class - which was not far from Viani's class - immediately pretended to go to the toilet to get out and immediately put up a body for Viani.

Regardless of them and the killer Physics teacher he had lied to earlier, Harry pulled Viani's arm away from Rianti's wrath and comrades towards the library.

“You all right?”

Viani shook her head. Her tears are still dripping. The girl hugged herself because she felt so cornered with no one to defend. His face bowed in shame, with all the events completely out of his will.

But in the midst of Viani's sadness, his eyes suddenly widened as there were both hands coiling on his back. His forehead now clung to his warm chest, and his ears listened to regular breathing and the sound of a heartbeat that did not belong to him.

Harry saw it from too close. The masculine scent of the expensive cologne Harry was wearing tickled Viani's sense of smell until he looked up.

“Harry? What are you doing?”

“No pa-pa, no one here. You can cry as much.”

“You must not believe me if I bring the paper,” Viani bowed resignedly.

“I believe it, Vi.”

The girl's cry became frenzied as she got deeper into Harry's arms. He didn't even realize that their call to each other had changed.

“I made him stay up late, Har .. Their writing is all falling apart and I have to improve from A zampe Z! What with that much I will lose the task that I myself am tired of making?”

For a long time Harry's emotions ignited also in the gang. He was sure that this was intentional. Moreover, there was Rianti there who did not like the girl from the beginning.

Harry growling. Viani was released, and she stepped out.

Viani followed Harry, trying to keep up with his wide footsteps. “Harry, wait!”

But Harry was silent. His gaze was straight and his jaw was hardened.

“Harry! Where are you going?”

Harry paused on the puffy face that looked at him with a lethargic and tired look. “They should be taught a lesson, Vi.”

“No need, do not—“ Viani's plea stopped when her eyes caught a familiar object, which was lying in a strange position in a large trash can not far from the library. That thing is the paper that Viani was working on last night.

Harry stopped when he saw Viani running towards the trash. He could not bear Viani who had painstakingly entered into the dirtiest area for the sake of taking the thing from there. Although the paper can still be read, the paper has been exposed to many stains and smells bad.

“Emang suitable anyway if elo and Viani soan ..”

Viani and Harry immediately turned to the source of the voice. Nadia and the comrades were already standing there while chuckling softly.

“No one will like bad girls like you, Nad,” Harry shook his head at the attitude of Nadia and friends who have gone too far. "Vincent at best daresark ilfeel lo."

Harry's hand clenched. He was about to advance, but a moment later, a small touch spread from his arm to his palm. Harry turned to those dark brown round eyes, which looked at him with a pleading gaze while shaking faintly.

“Luck you girl, Nad,” Harry said. He immediately took Viani away from there.

No matter to Hana who looked at them expectantly and guiltily.

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Although Vincent has moved away from Viani, but that does not mean the attack from Chicrich is finished.

Actually Viani is confused, what's wrong with the gang of girls who actually look a bit like the village.

They want to be superior, but the fall even jamet— said Harry.

Funny even though their parents are overgrown, their taste is kampungan. It's reality.

Several times Viani was bullied by these tacky girls. The tasks he had always done were often suddenly gone. Especially if the task is a separate sheet. The task shift also applies only to lessons that occur after the first break. Therefore, he was often punished outside the classroom.

Now, Viani began to be protective of all the tasks given by the teachers. Every morning, he was always the earliest to put the task at the teacher's desk. Not even one task will be missed.

But apparently, it was not as easy as he thought when the task could still be lost even though it was on the teacher's desk.

At the very least, once a week, he would be punished for not carrying out duties or not collecting. Harry was eager to avenge the wicked girl, but Viani always forbade.

So every now and then, Harry helps Viani, by giving her the task she has, or remaking the missing task before it is collected.

They were sitting opposite each other in the cafeteria, having lunch together. “Please ya already nolongin me this morning.”

“No problem,” Harry took the sambal place and put at least three full spoons into his gravy. “You shouldn't be fooled, Vi.”

Viani grimaced as if she was in the heat when she noticed Harry stirring his sauce, mixing the sambal until his meatballs were flushed.

“I don't like problems with people,” replied Viani while putting a small meatball in her mouth.

“But don't give it up! I'm a drag on your attitude like this. I can't bear to see you being bullied by the jamet gang!”

Viani laughed in a knot then lowered her head, and ate the meatball again.

“Eh that, there was a stain,” Harry's hand stuck out to remove the meatball sauce stain on the corner of Viani's lips using a tissue, then the pereger stopped on the third swab. Viani looked at him deeply and mysteriously.

“You're laughing sweetly too ..”

Instantly Viani's face flushed like boiled shrimp. He cleared his throat and drank his avocado juice until it ran out. Harry pulled his hand awkwardly. He cleared his throat and followed Viani, drank his juice to the toilet, then each spent their lunch in silence.

“Come, I'll take you to class," Harri put his fork spoon in the reverse position. "Bell in soon."

“I can walk alone kok.”

“I anterin .. Let me protect you if the jamet gang passes."

As if not finished all the sweet words, Harry stood up, holding Viani's hand a second time out of the cafeteria accompanied by the whispers of the students who became witnesses.

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