The Genius Fall In Love
Miss Ambar

At school, the first break.

"Yogaa! I can not nitip bread!?"

"Oh, take it for yourself why the hell!?"

"Ih Yoga is not exciting!"

"A lot of cocot right! You got your hands on a dipake!"

His gratitude school condition had already changed to normal. And better, after the contest is over, there are some students who start making friends with students from other classes.

"Well! In your class, everyone was in the contest?"

"Haha, just jazz it up! Nakatani's share of Class A is also a lot of people!"

"Waah-o! The contest is class A? Shucks!"

Thank goodness all students can slowly create a new community network. Especially during this time, the school was completely deserted. All of his students only had their own group of classes, and never wanted to interact with other classes.

However, since the contest brother held, many students began to make new connections between classes, in order to multiply the sale and purchase information during the contest the other day.

My sister, Yoga, suddenly began to build a connection with the powerful OSIS in school, being praised, too. Surprising.

For my own condition dear is still the same as yesterday, always enjoy a warm Tea at my desk, until finally there are some teachers come, he said, ask where the material I teach their students when they are not there.

Coincidentally the IPA Master who came this time, he was named Mr. Hansem.

"Ah, good morning Mr. Rizky," he said, calling me to sip Warm Tea comfortably at my desk.

I put my warm glass of tea slowly to the table, and greeted him.

"Aaaaaah, yes morning."

"Class 12-B for the day after yesterday have you given the task for IPA huh?"

"Ah, already. Who studies the structure and systems of volcanoes huh?"

"Yes, sir. I've already shared the material, right? This is what I asked for in my book to see where you taught."

"Ah, one chapter that it's been. You can move on to the next chapter, but please grade the children's work first."

"Lho's? Don't you give PR?"

"I didn't say PR. I said duty."

"Ah, I'll go first. Thanks a lot, sir."

"Ah, yes. No problem."

Jegreek!

The IPA teacher, Mr. Hansem seemed to come out of the teacher's room with a disappointed look.

"Well, what kind of tasks do children give them, try? One chapter at a time? At least not in the brain, haah repeat first."

Taps! Taps! Taps!

Mr. Hansem walked limply to class 12-B. After arriving, he opened the door, and found several volcanoes starting to erupt.

THE KRIEEEET!

"Kids, happy pag-"

"TWOAAAAAAAAR!!!"

"HERE SHE IS! SUPER VOLCANO!"

Mr. Hansem was shocked as he dropped his books on the floor, he who panicked to see his students experiment was unable to resist his screams.

"WAAARGHHH!! WHAT ARE THESE KIDS??!"

There was a volcano that was blown up as an experiment. Adam and Rizal, the super duo who from yesterday were the most excited themselves in the contest, seemed to be very talented in the field of science. Together with others, I gave the task of making a simple volcanic simulation using the reaction of home materials.

Psssshhhh!

"W-what the fuck!? You guys make volcanoes!?"

"Hello, Mr. Hansem! Met morning!"

"Adam! What are you doing again, huh!?"

"Ah, this is Mr. Rizky's assignment! We're told to simulate a volcano."

"Si-simulation!? I-I mean use that home chemical reaction!?"

"Yes, sir! Please rate yes!"

"LHA-LHAAA!?"

"Su-Have you simulated a volcano!? Mr. Rizky just taught me a day until all the simulations!?"

Doengs.

Mr. Hansem's head looks thick smoky. His face paled, worried about the state of his students whom I had already lost.

But for now we leave it alone. There are some other things that are more important.

...----------------...

Hours of rest later.

Srak!

Yoga seems to collect IPA LKS books that have been done from his class. He put it on my desk, and it was sour-faced, as usual.

"This, bang."

"What is true? You still call me brother?"

"Only a substitute teacher is right you bang. As long as you know yes, over time this feels more and more unwilling to know, call that brother 'Pak Rizky, Mr. Rizky', the impression is like someone else you bang."

"Haah, yaudah whatever. Betewe, today we go back to school, yes, we ask about your name that appears on the website of KECAG."

"Hm? Meanin? Why kepsek? Miss Ther has a connection with KECAG? Since when?"

"Well, ask you a lot. Come along why? You said curious?"

"Hey, it's bang, whatever! It's up to you bang!"

"And....!"

"Otherwise?"

...***...

Srarak!

I also took out a piece of paper from the desk drawer. I handed it to Yoga, and it seems that Yoga already knows what paper I want to love.

"There is an OSIS registration form. You can get from Inspiration. He wants to recruit you into"

"Oh, I've guessed. Throw away the paper bang. Ndakn't you!"

"Lho's? Why ngamok?"

"Si bontor same giggling that there must be hidden intentions! Whether you want to cheat or want to benefit in Yoga, the point is that their intentions are definitely rotten!"

"Hadeh, do not directly suudzon so je, Yoga."

"Why do they just want me to go to OSIS? Those who are usually invited to OSIS are influential kids at school! Like the children of lawmakers or legislators, if not at least must be genius children!"

"Well, if their intentions were just that? You can also be very useful there."

"What is useful bang? Not that you also know Yoga is the most useless human being on this earth!? Did you ever say that!?"

"Jude, whether you want to come in or not is up to you. What matters is that the letter is already brother-in-love."

"Judah then."

Srarak!

Yoga folded the OSIS registration form into his pocket. He tidied up his uniform and left the teacher's room.

"Good go back to class first."

"Yes. I'll wait in the canteen."

"....... Yes."

...***...

Go home to school then.

Geck! Geck! Geck!

Yoga and I appear to have been present in front of the secret room. I knocked on the door, but there was no answer from inside the room.

"Mrs Theresia?"

Geck! Geck! Geck! Geck!

"Excuse me!"

".........."

"His mother is home?"

"Should not have."

GECK! GECK! GECK! GECK! GECK!

"Excuse me!!"

"..............."

Yoga and I looked at each other. Inevitably, we also tried to open the door ourselves.

"Be careful," Yoga warned, and I nodded.

"Yes." Yeah."

GREPS!

I grasped the doorknob, and opened it slowly, and the door was not locked.

"A-branch!!" bisik Yoga panic.

"I knew. Beware." Beware."

Krieeeeeee...

Yoga peeked into the room, and it looked so dark.

"I don't think there's any"

SSAT!

"A-what's it-!?"

THE CTANG!

"WARGHK! ASTAGFIRUL!"

"YOGA!"

Suddenly a small knife floated into the door, just stuck next to Yoga's face. Seeing that, Yoga directly moved away from the door, and fell limp onto the floor of the corridor.

"AAARGHK! WHAT THE FUCK!?!"

"Aren't you papa?!"

Yoga just shook his head in fear, and turned his face towards me. Slowly, blood began to appear from his right cheek.

"!!!!!!"

I was silent, and noticed the little knife. Seeing a small carving on the handle, I turned to the secretary room, and ventured into it.

"A-branch...!" whispered Yoga panicked, trying to stop me.

"Heh, worried you're decking?"

"YES BANG! DON'T MESS!! IF THERE'S AN AP-"

"Nothing will happen. You go to the teacher's office, get the teacher to call the police."

"Have a careful bang."

I also stepped foot into the secretary room. Seeing no more knives floating, I also dared to continue my footsteps. Seeing the room so dark, I pressed the light switch next to the door.

No!

After turning on the lights, Ms. Ther appeared to be tied to a rope and her mouth was bandaged. Blood came out of his forehead, and he only shed tears.

"Well, what a stressful sight," I said casually.

I saw a veiled woman pointing a gun at the head of Bu Ther who continued to cry without making a sound. The veiled woman turned her head towards me, with her eyes starting to light up.

"How are you, Jablay?"

"....... You're still the same, Rizky."

"Heh, how is it?"

"....... You are still an empty shell."

"I'm not you, Ambar."

"Do you want to come back here?"

"Be calm first. Why make nyandera tops all? Fired gama-"

"ANSWER!!!!"

"Big, Bar. I'm just-"

"NOT A LOT OF BACOTS! I DON'T WANT TO TALK TO YOU WHO'S TRYING TO ACT LIKE A HUMAN BEING LIKE THAT!!"

CRAK UP!

Ambar also attached the muzzle of his gun to Bu Theresia's head. A sign that he was ready to kill her if I didn't answer him honestly.

"I WANT TO TALK TO THE RIZKY I KNOW!!"

"......... uh..... ah.."

"TAKE OUT THE REAL YOU! THAT BASTARD!"

It turned out that this idiot woman was still the same as before. Doesn't like to talk. It is not as easy to manipulate as others.

I also had to completely take off all of my fake acting and facial expressions that I had trained for a long time to look like people.

Ah, free training too. Though one of the strong reasons I practice changing facial expressions because I want to show off to Ambar. Because the two of us are one of those children who lost the sense of emotion from an experiment many years ago.

I relax all my facial muscles, and speak without any emotion. Like I was in training.

"alright. Don't you like me coming back?"

"....... finally."

"Java."

"What's your goal back, Rizky? Do you want to reopen the wounds of war in the past? Isn't it death enough for our friends to open your eyes?! You're masi-"

"No, tuh."

"!!!!"

"I came back just to ask for a girl. There's no other reason."

"....... A-what..?"

"What is true? You took Bu Ther hostage like that? A very useless action at all. Still an idiot."

"DON'T LIE!! YOU!? IN LOVE!? YOU THINK I BELIEVE?!"

"Read my mind. You still judging my honesty?"

"You're back to freaking us all out just for asking a girl!?"

"meaning? The other kids are all freaking out just because I'm back?"

"BECAUSE YOU CAME BACK AIMLESS!! WE THOUGHT YOU CAME BACK BECAUSE OF SOMEONE DAP-"

"Do I always have to tell you? Come back when it's my business. Let go of Miss Ther. I have business with him."

"......... if you are boho-"

"When you can read minds, but still say so, you idiot."

"Kh! You rock man."

...***...

Down the corridor to the teacher's room.

Yoga ran fast, not caring about her cheeks that kept bleeding. Despite crying, he seemed to be running as fast as he could, thinking about me.

"HUH! HUH! HUH! HUH! HUH! BROTHER! DON'T FUCK! HUH! HUH! HUH!"

BRACKET!

Yoga was willing to crash himself who was unable to run to open the door quickly. With his uniform that began to get wet with blood, he immediately approached the teacher closest to the door, Bu Sinah.

"ASAGFIRULLAH!? YOGA!?"

"SINAH-BU! MA....! I-MOTHER!"

"YOGA SAGA!!"

Mr. Hansem who was about to go home was immediately panicked to see Yoga, dsn immediately took the P3K box. On the other hand, Mr. Dede who was sipping coffee, quickly squirt and panic approached Yoga who had fallen to the floor.

HMMFFPR!!!

"YES ALLAHU AKBAR! WHY CHEEKS-"

"PO-POLICE-!! TE-PHONE.... UGHK!-"

"YOGA!!"

"COP CALL! MOTHER THER!! BU THER IS ALSO MISSING!!"

"W-WHAT!? THERESIA'S MOM IS IN HER ROOM, YOGA! SAME MOM AMBAR!"

"W-WHAT!? NOTHING, MOM! TELL-TELP"

However, I also appeared from outside the door, approaching Yoga which began to lose consciousness. As he was treated, his lips paled.

"Yoga!"

"KHK! A-BRANCH!!"

"SIR RIZKY!!"

Grep's!

I calmed Yoga down, and tried to eliminate her panic attacks. I clasped his right hand, and looked into his eyes tightly.

"Yoga, relax. It's all safe."

"A-branch... Huh.. Huh.. I-Mother Ther.."

"Bu Ther has met. He's not papa. Calm down."

"A-Alhamdu-c. willa.. Huh.. Huh.."

"Don't say much. Breathe first, calm."

"Haah.huh..huh.."

...***...

Taps.. Taps.. Taps.. Taps..

From the back of my body, Bu Ambar appeared to come to the Yoga he had injured. He stared at the wounded Yoga with sour eyes.

"This guy's your brother? Who won your contest?"

"Is there a problem again?"

"No, just disappointing."

He also continued walking past us. With his terrifying body aura, he again humbled me who seemed to only look at his behavior with empty eyes.

"..... At least there will be hope for your fucking family to be happy, Rizky."