The Weakest Undefeated
Arc 2, Artia: Daily Threesome

Your future will be shaped according to your efforts. If you are hard on yourself then the world will be soft on you, if you are soft on yourself then the world will be hard on you, for those who are always determined to achieve what they want, they will get it.

Unfortunately, this law does not apply in our country,

Because all things are regulated, rights, obligations, futures, boundaries and also freedoms have been set since birth in a caste, those who are above will continue to be above and below will continue to be at

bottom.

The caste is divided into 2, namely Exceed (Noble) and Seed (Ordinary People). Those born into the Exceed will never know what it is called lack, effort or failure. Perfect education, complete training, they are destined to live for the sake of being served not to serve.

Unlike those of us who are born as Seed, each other drop, fight each other over chairs, cheat or be deceived, in order to get a slightly better position. Some Seed groups have a decent job to enjoy food and rough living, but unfortunately it only happens to a few people.

Artia :”Do you still hate Exceed, Dion?” Tia stopped her steps and looked at me seriously,

As soon as a perfect silence was created between us, Artia who was trying to dig the hole I had long closed suddenly realized her foolish actions after seeing my eyes, frantically he withdrew his words and continued his footsteps towards the classroom, while trying to change the subject hoping to melt back this cold atmosphere.

Weather, Mapel, Guru, PR and friends, became a short chat that just passed by and came out without any results, it's not important, but when I saw his panicked face changing topics so quickly before I could answer it was really cute.

I know his intentions are good, he's trying his best to cheer me back up. Her baby-like face dropped her food, held back tears and struggled with all her might to fix it.

I clapped his head twice and stopped him from speaking more before the tears drenched his cheeks.

Dion :”Sorry, it worries you. I'm okay with.” I gently hugged her head from behind while covering her two teary eyes.

With both small and soft hands he reached for my hand which enveloped his eyes while accompanied by a soft voice half-choking on his cry.

Artia :”E-Enggk, this is my fault, I-sorry it has made you remember bad things.”

For a pure virgin like me this kind of atmosphere is something I never expected, what should I say to calm her down? What if what I said hurt him? What if I just shut up? But if I stay still it's the same as sowing salt on his wound, making him even more guilty. How should? Duh.... If only Vista here he would understand how to get out of the situation like gini.

In just a few seconds I had gone through death 30 times after hearing the cruel words of Artia in my imagination. Until I realized Artia was just breaking out of my arms and running away.

Looked at him in wonder,

Why did he suddenly run while smilingly glancing at me?

Until I finally looked at my hand was a firecracker that had started a self-destruction countdown.

Dion :”Anj-“

With quick reflexes I opened the classroom door that I did not even recognize and threw it in and quickly closed it back quickly without looking or peeking at the inside.

*DUAR*

Mr. Haza :“WOY!” There was a shout full of anger from inside the class, when I saw the label turned out that the room was class 1 – A which was none other than my own class.

Dion :”Anjirr got Mr Haza!”

I left the classroom as fast as I could and chased after Artia who was already far ahead of me, The sound of Artia's happy laughter made me calm and even made me laugh happily while continuing to move both feet as hard and as fast as possible before being caught by Mr. Haza who began to shorten the distance between the two of us.

I looked back and saw Mr. Haza running with his creepy face while carrying a whiteboard ruler, in the other direction I noticed his uniform which was exposed to black explosion marks on his white shirt. I increased my speed to the level of Artia and ran with her.

Dion & Artia :”HAHAHAHAHA.

We both laughed and were happy even though we were eventually caught and taken to the BK room and received a revolutionary speech until lunch break. It was not as if we got both of us out of that hell with a big smile that was clearly painted on both of us.

While on the way back to class we met Vista, without many unimportant questions we went with him to the cafeteria to buy food.

Time off is not a little, but this is because of our delay in coming here, if Artia and I for receiving excessive enlightenment in the BK room if for Vista I don't know what makes him late to the cafeteria.

Before I could ask, our order was ready and delivered to our table. No matter how hot the temperature may be there will never be a holiday or an obstacle to enjoying one of the most remarkable and proud forms of creation of mankind called fried rice, on the other hand before I reached for my spoon I saw Vista put so much sambal into the meatball.

It's noon! Hot-hot kok gini instead eat hot meatballs spicy bin.

I wanted to express my heart but stopped after seeing myself eating fried rice in the middle of this hot day.

Vista :”Dion, take saos on the table there, you are more deket.”

Dion :”g need spoiled lu anj***, grab yourself, you need.”

Vista :”Oalah.” Vista looked towards Artia

Vista :”Eh, Tia. You know Dion-“

Dion :”SAOS THE ONE RIGHT? OTW!” forced to get out of the comfort zone of my warm chair and walk to my backside sauces, I saw Vista whispering something to Artia, when I was about to return from a distance, feeling my life being stuck I threw the bottle of sausage from a distance to hit the head of Vista.

Dion :”Noh! Saos! Enjoy!” I sat back and prepared to eat the heaven of the world but suddenly the movement of my spoon stopped after seeing the strange behavior of the two people in front of me. Artia and Vista took a distance from me simultaneously.

Why these 2?

Thinking only of a coincidence they moved one commando I continued to sink my spoon into the Utopia and guide it into my mouth wide.

Dion :”A...”

*DUAR*

The entire rice on my plate flew up and rained down on me, in just a split second I looked at the ceiling decorated with fried rice while the fragrant aroma mixed with the explosive steam of the firecrackers.

A firecracker?

The rain of fried rice lasted no more than 2 seconds, piled up on my head, table and even the floor not a little attached and covered my glasses. I casually cleaned the rice from my glasses and rubbed my uniform as well as my head.

With the weaponry in use, the first person I suspected was Artia, when I stared at her with a flat face she immediately avoided eye contact with me and silently pointed at Vista who was holding a laugh from behind his hand.

Dion :”Vis, cave ask dong meatonya.” I said with a flat face and a soft tone

Vista :”Enggk! Enggk! you'll eat it all again.”

Dion :”So, no, it's just a spoonful of doang vows.” I pointed the spoon that I planned to match with my fried rice towards Vista

Vista :”Awas aj klo lo boong, old date nih let alone this morning cave blom breakfast also.” Vista pushed his little nape towards me with a forced face,

Dion :”Makaseh.” I pulled the bowl and started picking up the sauce as I promised and showed it to Vista.

*Slurr......Uhuk! Uhuk!*

In the middle of my manjuputan I suddenly choked and pulled it back into the bowl. With an innocent face I returned it to Vista whose face had paled and limp.

Dion :”Noh, udh Vis, gpp continued ajakannya g need to think of the cave, the cave can pesen again kok.”

I waved my hand in front of Vista's face but there was no response, like a patient who died a successful operation, no response, movement or signs of life. After considering the possibility that he realized it was very small I decided to go back to class with Artia.  By eating the bread I just bought before I left the canteen while doing heart exercises dag-dig-dug for walking leisurely beside Artia without any topic of conversation.