The Weakest Undefeated
Arc 1, We: I am not Him!
|Note: If there is a similarity of the name of the work or figure it is just a coincidence.|
*Dab*
*bruack!*
Vista crashed from his seat into the back wall of the classroom. Before Vista launched his emotions suddenly his mental instantly shrill as he saw me lifting my bag once again towards him.
Vista :”How are you? come-come smash the face of the Cave use your bag, the face of the handsome Cave will be blisters.” Vista rubbed his head which hit the wall quite hard.
Dion :”You again?” I was ready to hit him again
Vista :”Engk bye, Gua satiated. Then what do you fill your bag with? Your sins? Weight very.” Vista stood up and returned to his chair,
Noisy, troublemakers and strange duo in class make the whole class no longer care about us, things like this like rice on a plate at breakfast, it is very common. But in class there are still not many who attend because the clock still shows at 6 am.
*dak!*
I put my bag on the Vista desk, with a load so heavy that it made a loud noise when I put it down.
Dion :”How-To idea lu Cave so almost expelled from the same house father Cave!”
Vista :”Well, what is the cave? What's wrong cave? Caves Just give you an idea, make the continuation yes dong business, think for yourself.”
Dion :”That's it? Thought itself? If that's clear first you mean your idea what?”
Vista :”Masa g understand? You have to copy the characters in the novel that you bac-“
*So…..DAPS!*
I slammed one of the thick novels from my bag onto the Vista table titled “Dipaksa married prince Arogan.”
Dion :” Cave should how HAH?! Arogan's? Men, the face of the cave is told to be arrogant which is even a clown, the setting is forced to marry? Ngaco Lu!”
Vista :”The handsome is relative, besides many other novels are-“
*So…..DAPS! DAPS! DAPS!*
Again I took the novel out of my bag and this time it was titled “CEO-ku, husband” , “Substantial wife CEO”, “Sincere love of a CEO” right in front of his face.
Dion :”Lu sends a regular high school boy to the cave cake to be CEO in a week?! Ngaco lu!”
Vista :”Hmm…..Try another novel?”
I turned over my bag and spewed out all the contents and filled the Vista table with a pile of novels that were in the top list among women. Vista fell silent with his mouth open to see dozens of novels stacked on his desk.
Vista :”Lu sure have read sem-“
I took off my glasses and showed appreciation for having won the holiday weekend since returning home from school Friday’at, Saturday and 3 weeks without sleep - a thick black eye bag under my eyes.
Vista :”g So it's..”
Wonderfully Vista took and read one by one novel and saw the title then looked at me in every novel he took.
‘Forced to marry lame’ young boss
Vista :”Hmmm.... *Vista looked me in the face seriously* It seems that your face specs are suitable to be a paralytic.”
Dion :”....” I pull loosening my das,
Vista :”Maap, Just kidding.”
Vista took the next novel.
“Si culun suddenly so wife president”
Vista looked at me again but this time he immediately put the novel without comment. Next novel, ‘Secret Wedding of a Couple of High School Children
Vista :”NAH! HERE'S! MAY BE REFERENCE!” he shouted enthusiastically while standing up
Dion:”He gudluking g need many bacod.”
Vista put back his novel, on the sidelines of his hand was about to take the novel next to him suddenly his hand stopped on the novel with a high Men's cover, handsome nan macho and go straight through it without trying to read the title or liken it to me.
Dino :”Woy! Just yok.”
Vista :”Although already, the cave schedule is full of same cave girlfriends, g cave there is time to be alone with the same guy, cave there are 2 other ideas.
Vista explained his idea first, in contrast to the previous time this sounds quite realistic and reasonable.
Vista :”Gimna? If still g managed to use the second cave idea.”
Dion :”What's up?
Vista :”g use the same tricks of the common sense again, use sincerity doang, say aja to him fitting there are many people klo ‘Cua love equally lu’ that. If he feels good if he refuses at least he will talk about your shortcomings so you can change and try to shoot him again.”
Dion :”.....”.
Vista :”How did you diem aj?”
I pat both Vista's shoulders, though,
Dion :”Lu emng best friend of the cave Vis, the cave will definitely make your sacrifice so in vain!”
Wonderfully Vista nodded stammeringly looking at me,
Vista :”Kok feeling cave g tasty huh?”
I took off my hands and turned the seat facing him from my seat in front of him.
Dion :”Then what is the second idea? Let all klo fail directly second gas.”
Vista :”Mending you change appearance, you it's actually quite charming, try you open your glasses and change hairstyle-uh yes, maap gua forgot if you g want to take off your glasses, goggles, bentar cave of mind another way aja.” Vista thought hard to wrinkle his forehead but I stopped it,
Dion:”Let's try aja cave.”
Vista looked at me seriously :”Serious? G need to max yourself lu.”
Dion :”Gpp, tau cave fast ato slow emng should ngadepin this, g cave can keep running.” I held tightly to my two hands that were already trembling in fear and was seen by Vista with his worried face.
*Krie!*
Vista seemed to want to say something but stopped when the bell rang the mark of the class began, he immediately changed his facial expression from serious to normal.
On the other hand I stood up but was a little hesitant and scared,
Vista :”Dh bell, sono leave to hunt the Tia come first?”
*UK!*
Not giving me time to think a second time Vista kicked me so hard that it left a mark on the back of my uniform. Hard enough to make my fear disappear,
Maybe that's how I support you. But he is still my best friend, after all,
Vista :”Many cincong! Try it out dlu!”
Ato, is he still doing it, huh?
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[Male Toilet]
*Cesss*
In a toilet sink,
The sound of the tap flushed so hard that it made a puddle of water that reflected the image of a white-haired young man like a woman, with both eyes red as red as a pomegranate red stone or ruby that was so clean, plain and also glowing, in the accompaniment of white skin makes it look more feminine.
Looking at myself without glasses in the traumatizing mirror that sleeps in my heart wakes up again and makes me feel nauseous.
*HOEK!*
Dion :”Haaahhh.....Haaahhhh.” I took a deep breath with a breath
Disgust, anger, hatred, resentment, fear, getting mixed up into one every time I see my own face. My heart and breath became irregular, a dark memory flooded my brain again and shifted all the happiness I had.
You're my mother's favorite son, Diona.
NAY!
How's it? Do you like the dress that I bought for you, Diona?
STOP THAT!!!
Well, you look so sweet with that blue ribbon, Diona!
SHUTUP!!
Happy 5th birthday, Diona!
I SAID QUIET!
*CTARR!*
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*tik!*
*tik!*
*tik!*
When I realized my hand had hit the mirror in front of me until it cracked, blood continued to drip from my hand and fill the cracks of the mirror. When I see reflections
my face in the puddle looked so red, it looked exactly like it was back then. My red eyes look more colorful glow in them, like his eyes and make me even more upset.
Dion :”Tch..”
A new drop of blood emerged from the lip marks I had bitten firmly holding back the annoyance.
In the midst of my wrath, I suddenly remembered the mysterious girl I remembered.
??? :”Why do you hate that name? Dion is a good name in my opinion, Dion could also be short for Dionysius and that is another term from the god Zeus. Cool right? Sounded strong it.”
Dion:”That's not my name, I'm just a boy who has no name or existence, you could say I was dead before I was born.”
??? :”What do you say? I understand, but if I think the important thing is not his name, but what you can achieve and create with that name.”
A smile re-formed after hearing his words,
Dion :”You're a strange girl.”
??? :”Hehe, many say so.” Answer it shyly
Aye!
I'm not her, I'm I don't care what she thinks or expects I'm not her.
A name is just a label, it means nothing in my destiny. This is my life, this is my choice, this is the path I have set.
Who's my?
Pater,
Rendi's sister, Rendi,
Brother Paula, sister Paula,
Strange girl-Engk, because now that I know her name maybe from now on I should call her by her name. The girl I love, Artia.
They have all given me permission to understand who I am, to be someone new, no longer a shadow of him, always reminding me of who is in front of them. And they don't
ceaselessly show me every way to go, to where I can go, to where I can go, to where I can go, to where I can shout loudly if this is ‘miri’.
I put my glasses back on and walked away leaving the cracked mirror with a big smile and a calm heart.
Thank ye.