The Destiny of the Disconnected
Chapter 4 Weird Painting

The shape of the hair or the attitude of the body like a bookworm. Looks like Elina is what will be the target of bullies who dominate the school. But well, it's none of Rumi's business if Elina becomes a target of bullying. After all, they just knew each other and did not have an emotional connection. That's what he thought 'that time'.

Trings... The lunch bell rang.

"Bel too, it looks like my waist is gout because it sits too long" complained Rumi helplessly, lying limp in his chair. Tired after following the ospek period of introduction to the school environment. If you have to choose, stand two hours or socialize with strangers. He will choose the first option.

"Romme!!" Shouted the teacher from a distance away from him. The same teacher when teaching ospek in his class.

He looks. The teacher was standing at the corner of Teacher "Yes?"'s desk?" Sally said politely.

"Can you go with mom to the vice principal's office?".

"Alright" Rumi stood in a fit state. He was complaining like an old man in pain and helplessness.

"Duh Rumi, I wanted to take you to the cafeteria" Gundah Elina.

"First off" said Rumi. He walked straight to his teacher and left the class with his mother. Elina hesitated to follow Rumi's advice. He was afraid to go to the cafeteria alone.

Suddenly, someone approached Elina "Hello. Your name is Elina, my name is Cyara" Elina was glued to the figure in front of her. The pink haired beauty was smiling sweetly looking at him while reaching out to get acquainted.

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"Mom, why should I go to Aiden's room?" Tanya Rumi could not stem her curiosity.

"Later you will know" said ibuguru who still looked straight on the road. Rumi was actually dissatisfied with her teacher's answer. But he just nodded slowly, lazily asking more.

The teacher stopped at a door "Sir, I call him at your command" the teacher knocked on the sturdy wooden door several times.

Not long. Sahutan emerged from inside the room "Let her in".

The mother teacher opened the door which she said was the vice principal's room. Rumi then saw Aiden sitting in his chair with a faint smile that greeted him. He stepped foot to enter, but glanced back to ascertain whether the ibuguru also wanted to come in or not. It turned out that Buguru was just standing outside the room, holding the doorknob he nodded to the vice principal as if he had completed the task and then closed the door of the room.

Aiden told him to sit in a chair that fit opposite him, Rumi was recited. The distance and Aiden only needed to cross the wooden table in front of him.

Aiden Dhirendra, Deputy Principal.

Rumi read the business card board on the wooden table which was stacked with document paper.

Rumi looked around. This room is spacious. There were many documents on the iron shelves neatly arranged. Rumi turned her body back, looking at the cream-colored sofa right behind her was a large framed painting. The position of the painting was exactly in front of him with a considerable distance. Unique pictures, also strange. A white painting decorated only with black paint, like an abstract painting.