The Love Story of OSIS Chairman Cold And The Bar-bar Girl'
Don't want to be picked up

Meanwhile, Dusk stood to wait for the angkot, which inexplicably had always been full.

Suddenly the phone rang and he saw on the screen that his uncle was contacting him.

"Yes, Uncle!" sapa Dusk while occasionally looking towards the place from where usually angkot majors to his house come.

"Have you come home, Dusk?" ask the uncle, gently.

"Yes, Uncle. It's waiting for the angkot. Daei was full of uncles" said Dusk.

"It just so happens that Uncle is again outside and not too far from your school. You wait there yeah, let uncle pick you up,"

The twilight hand instantly shook. The look on the woman's face was like a fright. Cold sweat dripped down his temple, when he heard his uncle picking him up.

"Not need Uncle. I can go home by myself. I don't want Uncle to be up to nothing for picking me up" said Dusk in a trembling voice.

It didn't sound right from the uncle on the other end, for a split second. The next second Dusk heard a heavy sigh from his uncle Satrio.

"Son, I know you're still traumatized. But, Uncle asks that you try to get rid of the thoughts that traumatize you. Uncle pick you up!" satrio's voice sounded very soft.

"N-no, Uncle. Please understand me. I don't want anything to happen to Uncle to pick me up. I don't want to lose my uncle to pick me up. The family is now just Uncle and I also do not want to be considered a pesky carrier anymore, if something happens to Uncle later. So, please don't pick me up!" please Dusk with dewy eyes ready to spill clear liquid from the container.

"Senja, don't ever think that you're an unlucky carrier. What happened to your mother and father was an inevitable fate. So stop blaming yourself.

"But, mom and dad were in an accident to death because they were in a hurry to pick me up, Uncle. Try if I insist on getting picked up, papa and mama are still there. I deserve to be called the unlucky carrier, Uncle," said Dusk as he wiped his tears. The girl was not aware that there was an angkot that was not too crowded passengers had passed through.

"Stop, blaspheme yourself. Once again uncle wants to say, you are not the cause of your parents' death. You were a little boy at the time and deserved to be picked up. It is impossible to leave on your own. Everything has become destiny, and you are now striving to accept that destiny,"

Dusk shook his head, but his uncle could not possibly see what he was doing now.

"No uncle, no! everything is my fault. At that time I was angry and asked my mom and dad to pick me up directly, not ask the driver. Though obviously at that time the driver who was paid to pick me up had come but I threw him out and asked papa mom to keep picking me up. Just try it when I'm not selfish, Uncle. My mom and dad are still alive. So, I'm asking you to help uncle not pick me up. I don't want Uncle to go to any lengths, "again the angkot that Dusk used to ride passed in front of the girl, but he didn't intercept her so seriously talking to his uncle Satrio.

"Alright, Son. But don't ride the angkot. Book a taxi online! Later let uncle pay the fare at home," concluded Satrio finally relented.

"But, Uncle ...."

"No but-but! this one you refuse, if you refuse, uncle himself will pick you up," said Satrio who slipped a little threat.

"Well, Uncle. Thank you, yes!" dusk finally gave up.

The call was finally interrupted and Dusk sent his current location to the uncle. After that, he put his phone back in his bag.

"Emm, while waiting, where can I sit?" Dusk looked around looking for a place he could sit.

"Oh, it's there!" the thrill once saw there was a chair made of iron was empty.

"Alley!" The twilight that was about to step undoes its intentions and immediately thrusts towards the voice that just called out its name.

"What's up, brother?" Dusk twitched his forehead, looking at Arkan who suddenly appeared together with Hanna who was in his bosom.

Arkan did not answer. The young man pulled his bike over and got off. While Hanna looks pursed her lips, feeling annoyed with Arkan who invites the girl he already considers an enemy, talking.

"I want to ask you, what's the reason you want to hurt, Adelia?" he said Arkana without asking if the girl in front of him had cut off the bike's brake cord or not.

Dusk frowned, confused as to which direction the upperclassman spoke.

"You don't pretend you don't know. You deliberately cut the brake cable of the bike that Adel gave you before you returned it? Come ngaku!" arkan did not answer, but Hanna.

"I? Deciding brakes? Wh-wh-what for? Do not accuse! I didn't do it at all!" firmly Dusk.

"Alahhh, you did it. What did you say for? Yes to harm Adelia is, why else try?" Hanna stared cynically at Dusk.

"What's the reason I hurt Adel? I said don't recriminate!" twilight's patience began to be piqued, hearing accusations that he had never made at all.

"The reason is easy. You're pissed at her because today you were ignored and said to be a liar to Adelia. You do not accept it and then intend to harm it. Come on, I'll do it!" urged Hanna, the more cornered Dusk.

Dusk took a deep breath and exhaled back into the air, trying to temper his emotions.

"Did Arkan believe it?" instead of self-defense, Dusk asked Arkan first.

"I have no reason not to believe. Because you are a liar. You like to make plays like you're the saddest person, but it turns out ..ah I'm the one who knows about that. So, it is not closed the possibility that Hanna said was right," said Arkana who felt ambiguous in the ear of Dusk. While Hanna looks increasingly feel the upper hand now.

"I really don't understand what Big Brother means. As I clearly remember, I never performed as if I were the saddest person. It was Brother himself who concluded. But, I don't care at all what your assessment of me is. You see me as bad even if I don't care. Please insult me as you like, I won't care because I'm immune to it all. Slander and gossip have become your daily food," said Dusk with a long and hunting breath.

"And for now .. problem I decided the bike brake. I could swear by anything if I never did! Whether you want to believe it or not. Because I believe, no matter how hard I do self-defense, no one will believe me" continued Dusk again.

"I'm not accusing, but I'm asking," denied Arkana who somehow felt pain hearing the sentence after sentence that was thrown from the mouth of the tiny girl in front of her.

"Sister didn't ask at all. Try asking your sister questions at the beginning. I don't think Brother is too stupid to understand the direction of Brother's question, which he indirectly accuses of," Dusk sneered sarcastically, making Arkana speechless.

"Hey, you are polite and the same old class! You weren't taught manners, were you your parents?" snapped Hanna.

The face and eyes of Dusk turned red. The girl's jaw also hardened and her hands clenched tightly. The girl stepped over to Hanna with a very sharp look like a dagger ready to hit the heart.

Seeing this, Hanna gave a goosebumps and reflexes to hide behind Arkana's back.

"Don't fuck around, Dusk! I won't hesitate, if you hurt Hanna!" snapped Arkana, protecting Hanna.

"I wouldn't have messed around if he hadn't brought along my parents who were gone. Anyone can insult me, but never bring my late parents. I will never accept it!" the voice of Dusk began to rise.

Arkan shook, staring at the words that came from the mouth of his class sister.

"His papa's mom is dead? So who was yesterday?" arkana's inner self was unaware that Dusk's hand had managed to reach Hanna's hair, then pulled it tight.

"Sorry, whose name is Dusk here?" Dusk suddenly stopped his action, when he heard someone say his name.

"I, Sir!" sahut Dusk to a man he believes is an online taxi driver who has been booked by his uncle.

"Mr, you're an online taxi driver?" however, even though you can guess, Dusk still asked to be sure.

"Really, Deck! Come aboard!" the taxi driver said online.

Dusk turned his head back towards Hanna whose face was already pale.

"Congratulations now!" cetus Dusk as he stepped towards his uncle's online taxi.

Tbc