Owned By The Devil
[OBTD] CHAPTER 5: FLOWER 2

Camelia was in her place.

Somehow he had a strong feeling after hearing Jasmine's reply just now. The premonition that he was forbidden to ask any further regarding who Jasmine was referring to.

It was as if his cousin would get angry if he asked further about the person.

Suddenly, several XY-chromosome creatures grazed sitting where Jasmine and Camelia were.

The entire canteen was made excited by the arrival of several Oberon members who rarely set foot into the canteen. Moreover, they sit together with the new student who had made the whole school splash.

Jasmine and Camelia's expressions stiffened at the arrival of some of the school's frontman's men.

"Hi, girl! Again on what, anyway?" chirps Abrisam.

"Eh, Albino Geckos. Don't be pretentious, lo!" Camelia nodded at Abrisam.

Abrisam smiled wryly. "It's so bad you're a girl!"

Ethrion observed Jasmine in silence. He glanced at the table where there was only one empty drink can. "Do not eat?"

"No." Jasmine grumbled in her heart. He forgot to order food because he was too busy taking out his junk.

Ethrion codes towards Gasten. Gasten who quickly responded immediately stood up.

"Mel, what do you want to eat? I am a pesenin!" ask Gasten. He blinked his eyes at Camelia then towards Jasmine. He did it several times until Camelia was confused.

But he had a certain purpose. Hope Camelia understands what she meant to make her boss's plan work.

Camelia blinked. A second later he realized Gasten's intentions. "O-oh, same meatballs fried rice. Drink cold water."

"okay!" Gasten directly dragged Cakra with him to come order food.

Abrisam looked at Ethrion who was smiling with satisfaction. He was well aware of his boss's strategy. Gasten had Camelia tell him to mention the menu that Jasmine used to order. Fortunately, the girl understood Gasten's code.

And sure enough, before long, Gasten and Cakra had already brought several portions of cold food and drink on the table. Camelia swiftly helped him and thrust a serving of fried rice and a bottle of cold water towards Jasmine.

Jasmine stared at the food in front of her with a flat face and then turned her gaze towards Camelia who was smiling broadly at her.

'How are you, Lia?' jasmine looked intently at her cousin.

"Flower, go home to school with me. I want to talk to you important." Ethrion suddenly interrupts.

"Gue doesn't want to," Jasmine refused. He was sure that this handsome guy in front of him had a certain purpose.

"Udah, Jas. Just tell me what Rion said," suggested Cakra while pouring chili into his meatball.

Camelia opened her eyes. "What the fuck are you playing around unplugging my cousin? No, can't. Don't want it, Je!"

"Eh, Somali Baboon. It's diem!" Abrisam beckoned Camelia to shut up. It could fail Ethrion's nyepik-pernyepik event if the girl bangs continue to distribute the plan.

Jasmine stared right at Ethrion's iris. "No need. I brought my own vehicle."

"Unfortunately you can't refuse. You have to go to school with me."

Jasmine clucking. Ethrion is really stubborn and cannot be denied. He ignored Ethrion's words and chose to remain silent as he ate the fried rice in front of him in an annoyed manner.

...(a n o t h e r s i d e)...

"Well, that's the girl you're looking for!" said Fabian who was sitting at the corner table of the canteen. He pointed at the two girls who had just entered the cafeteria building. One of the two girls was what Fabian meant.

Cello straightened his gaze towards the girl Fabian meant.

"Whose body is tall, that slender? Who sat him down on that ex Diaz?" Cello made sure once again.

"Yes. How's it?" Fabian smiled Jahil. "Beautiful don't you think?"

Cello. "The clear clay is bit directly by lo!"

"Here, don't be a hypocrite! Tell me if you also tingle with girls!" sumpul Fabian's.

"But how to kayak Familiar, huh?"

"Familiar how do you mean?"

"Gue I've seen where it is." The cello was trying to remember something. "Where did he move from?"

"Take it too." Cello.

That means the girl is in big trouble.

Why also the girl must come from High School who became the archenemy of her school. The school that has always been a rival of Duaja Wijaya High School since long ago. Their schools are always competing in any field.

Cello believes that almost one school already knows that there is one transfer student who comes from an enemy school.

Doesn't that mean they got a soft target?

All just wait for the time and the girl is really in danger.

"What if you take care of him? Count as a sign of your gratitude to her?"

Eh?

Cello raised one eyebrow? He looked back at the beautiful girl who seemed to be arguing with his friend.

Must huh?

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Jasmine stared at her place. He stared at his brother's motorbike with a cold look. Since the mother intended to move him to this High School, she could already think that annoying things like this would happen, sooner or later.

I don't know who did such a childish thing. He almost cursed when he saw the front and rear tires of the red motorbike had deflated without any wind left. Not to mention in almost the entire body of the red motorbike it is covered in white rubber paint. Even if it can be peeled off, but still, it's inappropriate!

How'this? Jasmine is afraid that her brother will be angry if he finds out that his favorite motorcycle has been damaged.

He cursed anyone who dared to do this to him. It is certain that he will soon find out who is behind this mess. Just look!

Jasmine intends to contact her personal driver. But before that his phone had first changed hands. Someone took. The man also took the key of the motor that was in his hand.

"Follow me!"

Jasmine flinched as someone gripped her wrist. Someone dragged Jasmine along with him. Of course the girl rebelled, even more so when she had found out who dared to pull her hand violently like this.

"Deliver!"

"No."

"Balikin hape equals my motor key!"

"Follow me first."

"sick! Take off my hands, asshole!"

"Diem, Flower, don't be noisy."

You guys must have guessed who Jasmine is currently with.

They both became the center of attention of some students who were still in school. Along the corridor, most of the female students were whispering and occasionally glancing towards her and Ethrion with dislike.

Ah, some Dementors are mad in here.

It turns out that Ethrion took Jasmine to GOR Basket, which is in this elite school. The sound of the door squealing made all the people inside GOR Basket turn towards the two of them.

Jasmine ignored the look. He turned his gaze towards the Basketball court. There is already a coach Wahid and members of the Basketball club who are waiting for the arrival of Ethrion.

"Lo is sitting here." Ethrion took off his hand link. He had Jasmine sit on the tribune chair. Being too lazy to expend the energy to argue with Ethrion's orders, the girl could only obey. After all, he was still annoyed by what had happened in the parking lot earlier.

"Wait for me to practice. That's why I'm anting home," said Ethrion, loaded with orders.

"Okay, but flip me!" Jasmine ruled in annoyance.

"I won't go back before you go home with me." Ethrion covers Jasmine's thigh with his denim jacket. Luckily, there was no rejection from this beautiful girl in front of him.

Jasmine rested her long hair backwards and let out an annoyed breath.

'Basic guy's bummer!'