The Trouble Lady (Project of Love)
Chapters 13. Actual Occurrence

The day quickly changed, today Ricky had great expectations so that today is not like the day before. According to the schedule that has been set, currently the lesson time at Sky Blue High School is over. Ricky is still waiting for Nisa in the music room.

Whether you get a blessing from where, today does not have to wait long. Suddenly the door opened and Nisa entered.

"Tumben is ... Eh?!" Ricky gasp.

Nisa who just came to close the door and sat next to Ricky, she came without carrying a bag. The lazy-looking girl then took the top book from the stack of books Ricky had prepared.

"I'm reading this, right?" ask Nisa who then got no response from Ricky. "Hey! Answer me!"

"Eh, i-yeah! Read and understand first. But emm ... Did you change your hair color?" ricky asked as he pointed towards Nisa's long hair that had been broken, the red hair that yesterday had now turned silver.

"Yes, why? Does the color of my hair bother you?" asked Nisa in a tone as if challenging.

"Not really, just a wonder. Feelings ... Last night your hair color was still red."

"Hey, last night didn't tell anyone, did you?" asked Nisa while glaring.

"They're alive and need immediate help, so I called an ambulance. But relax, I didn't mention your involvement at all."

"Ohh .. Stop being good-ass, they're bad people, why help them? They're not even your acquaintances, why should they care? Even if they die, people will also be grateful for their deaths" Nisa said with a cynical smile.

"Where can I say that?!" ricky was offended as if. "I know that if they have evil intentions towards you, they have done the same evil things to others. But no matter how bad they are, if the condition is bad then they are also entitled to treatment, after all there are authorities who are more entitled to judge them."

"Currently, you're talking like a doctor."

"I am .. Forget it! Keep learning!"

I let go, hopefully he doesn't suspect, who he knows must have thought that I would be a teacher.

"Weird basis," murmured Nisa who then continued reading.

Last night I was late to go home, so so I didn't get the nagging I stopped by the salon for hair polish as an excuse. Moreover, it is also useful to outwit the assassins who are still after me, even if they have the latest information, all they will know is the color of my hair red.

Nisa reads the material inside her heart. But now Ricky is still thinking about the color of Nisa's hair. Then he said, "Emm ... Nisa, how many times have you dyed your hair this time?"

"Somehow, I forgot." replied Nisa whose eyes could not be separated from the pages of the book.

"So it's been a lot! What was the color of your hair before it turned red?"

"Bright."

"Bright?!" Ricky gasp.

"Why ask about hair? Want to be a hair stylist or a material guide?!" nisa asked with annoyance. But then Ricky was silent, realizing that Nisa immediately clucked annoyed and continued reading.

Ricky was silent because he thought about something, he re-thought about what happened to him who had grazed a blonde girl. At first she thought that the girl was Alina, but now she thought that there was also a possibility that Nisa was the real girl.

Ricky said, "Nisa, do you remember the first day I came to this school?"

"still. Why why anyway? I don't want to remember bad memories!"

"It's not so! Who wants to remember your memories with you?! But when I saw it on your cheek there was a plaster, you got hurt because of what? Is it because of an accident on the highway?"

"Eh!?" nisa turned to Ricky and looked at him with an astonished look. "Kok know? Were you there at the time too?"

"Wait a minute, answer my question again. Was your hair still blonde at the time?" ricky asked with a serious expression.

"Yes." answered Nisa spontaneously.

"Goddessa .. be true!" Ricky rubbed his face violently and then caught his breath. "Nisa, I'm actually driving that car! But it's also your own fault, when the lights have changed, but you're crossing over!"

"Seriously?! Wow, .. My destiny is indeed unlucky to meet you."

"I should have said that! Which often makes it you!" ricky said as if he didn't.

"What do I do about it what does it have to do with you? Am I troubling you?" nisa asked with her eyebrows raised next door.

"Yes, you're troublesome! I'm so dizzy looking for who I'm dragging! The only clue I have is a school uniform of the same hair color! But you're also weird, why when I got out of the car did you run away?"

"I don't want to be complicated, anyway I'm just a little scuffed. If I stay there and there are a lot of people crowding, it will automatically invite the attention of the police. I'm lazy to deal with the cops." Nisa then turned her face away.

Moreover, the police have also suspected me about the rear motorcycle gang riots occurred. Damn you know, so my motorcycle until now is still confiscated. I hate this, my own father told people to always keep an eye on me.

"Hemm .. makes sense for your reasons, but still you are troublesome. Especially with you changing hair color, my advice is not to do it again!" ricky said with great emphasis.

"Huh? What if I change my hair color, I'll die soon?" asked Nisa in a dismissive tone.

"Don't joke!" deny Nisa.

"I'm serious, and it's been proven by research. In the hair paint is the chemical paraphenylenediamine or PPD. PPD has previously been banned in France, Germany, and Sweden, and a United States study has linked exposure to it to increased cancer rates. In addition to cancer, you can also be exposed to eye and scalp irritation, then allergies, damaged hair, bad again if absorbed into the bloodstream can cause abnormalities in the fetus."

Instantly Nisa was stunned, all that came to her mind right now was cancer. He is suffering from cancer, imagining his beautiful hair someday only lives memories of cancer that made him bald.

On one side Ricky was also silent when he saw the pensive Nisa. It was then that Ricky noticed a small scar on Nisa's cheek, a wound caused by her. Unknowingly one hand Ricky advanced, grabbed Nisa's face and rubbed the scar.

THE HORN!

The door suddenly opened and a girl who was seen carrying drinks stepped inside, the girl was none other than Alina. Realizing that it immediately made Ricky pull his hand back, while Nisa immediately turned her head and stopped imagining cancer.

"Excuse me, I came here because I brought some drinks for Ricky!" alina said with a smile as she placed a bottle of drinking water on the table.

"Oh, thank you. But why not knock on the door first?" ricky asked with a cold look. His outlook for Alina had changed, he had previously been friendly to Alina for mistaking Alina as the person he had dragged along with. But now he knew who he was looking for.

"Emm .. sorry about that. Next time I promise I won't repeat." replied Alina timidly.

"Other times? Next time you want to drink? Training as an office girl?" nisa asked as if she was underestimating.

"What the hell are you?! I'm just being lazy to make a fuss with you!" alina said with a fierce look.

"If you're lazy, go quickly!"

"Enough, Nisa ...!" ricky then looked at Alina. "Do you have any other needs?"

Suddenly Alina looked down. "Anu .. That's Kak, actually I meant to ask for the number hp Ricky. Can I?"

"I'm sorry, I refused. And for the next one, don't deliver any more drinks!" ricky replied with a cold expression.

"Eh ...?!" Alina who admired Ricky suddenly felt awkward, before she thought that Ricky would be willing to give her phone number. "I-I'm not asking for anything weird, brother! I just ... just want a consultation about the chemical competition material. Good times Brother Ricky can help."

"Each candidate has his own mentor, if you have difficulty then just consult your supervisor. I'm sure that the high school OSN competition can still be completed by the master of the ability."

"O-ohh .. I see, sorry to interrupt the time." Alina left with her face flushed red in embarrassment of having been flatly rejected by Ricky.

On the other hand the cunning Nisa realizes that, she pulls out her phone and thrusts it at Ricky.

"Seek the number, dong~"

"Hm ..." Ricky frowned, moments later he grabbed Nisa's phone, quickly entered her number into the contact list and returned the phone. "Already, but call me only if you want to consult material problems. Don't be weird for example sending porn videos!"

"Hehe, no kok~ I just want a calculation, we have to discuss the cost of compensation because Senpai made my beautiful face scratched!"

"What?! So you want to blackmail me?!" Ricky gasp.

"Who said I need money?"

"If it's not money then what?!"

"Either, but before that let's count my losses first. First the laundry cost because my school uniform was dirty, then my face was scratched, last psychic loss!"

Ricky gaped. "Psychic? Definitely lying! How could you be so weird after I drag?! You must be weird because you were born!"

"Abroad! Just responsibility! If not, I will sue! But I don't want money!" Nisa crossed her face while turning her face away.

"Then what do you want?!"

"Think of it yourself!"

"..." - ".Ricky was frustrated, for a moment he was stunned then a moment later said. "What if the change is postponed? You think you used to, if you knew tell me."

"Now that I know, I want you to be my slave!"

"It's not worth it! If you ask for something that makes sense!" argue Ricky.

"Emm .. Now I haven't thought of anything. But next time the promise must be fulfilled!" pinta Nisa is forcing.

"Yes .. promise! Now learn fast!"

"Well, if this is asik~" said Nisa while turning the page of the next book.

"..."

Stupid me, I shouldn't admit that I grazed him. I have a bad feeling about what he's going to ask for.