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“Hold, hold. I'm here to talk about you guys all right.” Arga is still trying to evade and fend off every successive attack from Indra and Tito.

“Why?! You can't face us, ha!!” indra said with a hunting breath after one hit successfully on Arga's bow.

Arga who had been patient enough since then, and he felt that his patience had now reached its limit. “OK, I will not hesitate anymore.” Arga seems to adjust his breathing while waiting for Tito and Indra to attack him again.

“So just this much as your guts!” challenge Tito by throwing a small glance at Arga. “No dare you attack us?!” Tito seemed to want to provoke Arga's emotions.

Arga was still silent and regulated his breathing. He knew it was only Tito's strategy for him to attack one of them. That was the moment they were waiting for because the moment after attacking, one would focus on his attack and weaken on his defense. And by then someone will be easier to knock out.

“From the beginning I did not want to reply to the attack.” Arga tried to be as relaxed as possible to talk to them.

“Hallah, bac*t!!!” Indra moved forward and unleashed a punch.

“Ck.” Tito clucked because Indra was very difficult to be invited to be a little patient. He backing Indra in order to dispel if there is a counterattack from Arga.

Bugh!

Dugh!

The successive attacks came out as well. A punch to the jaw and a proper kick to the heart feathers make the human body is limp.

“I don't like this way, why don't you guys understand?!” arga's face was red with fiery eyes. “You ask me how many more blows, or do I have to break one of your bones first so you'll listen?”

Indra's lower jaw was so painful, but it was impossible for him to attack Arga again because Tito even now still nosedived holding the new heart feather greeted by Arga's kick.

“Come, wake. I know you guys are still strong get up and come back to attack me.” Arga's voice sounded soft. He stood haughtily before Tito and Indra. He was touching his hair that was wet with sweat.

In the distance, a person appears to massage his chest which now feels relieved. He was the Twilight who had since witnessed their fights.

“The self is used for self-defense, not for vigilante. Especially for styles or acting like a hotshot.”

Dusk turned his gaze from Arga to Atma. “Means Mas?” Ask Dusk who does not understand his brother's words.

“Mas see, those 3 people are both in control of the martial arts, right?”

Dusk shook. “Aya only knows Kak Arga and Kak Tito, for Indra..” Dusk continues his speech with a headband.

“You to there?” Ask Atma.

Back Dusk shook his head.

“Actually Mas still curious Ay same them..”.

Dusk just stared flat at his brother without any intention to answer or chimed in. He felt, however, he still had to limit himself, although now the restraint began to be loosened.

“Ya already, want to go home?”

Dusk nodded. “Iya Mas..”

Dusk soon rose in the bollards of Atma. After the standard rises, Atma starts to advance the motor.

“Loh Mas.” Dusk was surprised because Atma brought his motorbike to walk into the stadium area.

“Mas has not run around here for a long time.” Atma continued to go past the 3 people who had finished fighting.

Arga widened his eyes, then immediately nodded respectfully as Atma passed by. Dusk turned his head and found Arga was also fixated on looking at him.

Dusk felt suddenly the motor he was riding swallowed. “Why Mas?” Ask Dusk when Atma actually stopped the bike.

“The driver ran 1 round, but not so.” Atma returned to the bike and completed 1 lap before leaving the stadium.

***

The day changed and it did not feel like Monday had come again. This morning, all moved towards the field without exception. Even Dusk and his comrades had lined up so neatly.

The ceremony began. The leader of each platoon had just conducted a report to the leader of the ceremony. Then the protocol re-read the next ceremony arrangement, namely the entry of the ceremonial builder.

The twilight that was in the front row was still staring in any direction, watching the rows of teachers and administrative staff marching, paying attention to the ceremonial officers and whatever, that was, because after all, standing for 45 minutes with a silent mouth is quite boring.

Until time seemed to stop when his gaze met the figure he was actually looking for earlier.

Ifa who stood beside Dusk frowned when she saw Arga who was in charge of carrying the text of Pancasila behind Pembina faintly smiling, before returning to neutralize her face. At that moment, the tail of his eyes stared at the movement of the head of Dusk which was originally upright to be lowered. Hey, flirting with both of you.

The ceremony went back. Arga and Dusk occasionally exchanged glances. If Arga had to hold his eyes because he was now the center of view of all the participants of the ceremony, Dusk must several times bow in shame if long time to see Arga. But what is power, Arga and Dusk are like two opposite magnetic poles that attract each other if they are in one field.

Until the ceremony ended, Dusk still felt his heart tremble violently. He didn't even make a sound when his three best friends were joking around with laughter.

“Ehmm, who was looking at..”.

Dusk who felt insinuated by Ifa's words immediately turned to look at his best friend.

“Who Fa?” Tanya Ayu who did not understand the events that Ifa saw throughout the ceremony.

“What is it?” answer Ifa casually.

Ayu then looked at Ucik and Dusk alternately. Tease still with his flat face, and Dusk with a face blingsatan like a thief that had just been discovered.

“Dia?” Ask Ayu to Ifa by pointing at Dusk.

“Try aja,” reply Ifa.

Dusk immediately sped up his pace before Ayu actually interrogated him.

“Yeah, right, run away right..” Ifa's goda with a little voice harden.

“Emang Dusk was face-to-face who?” ask Ayu who is still curious.

“Not really know?” ask Ifa.

“Ck.” Tee clucked with head flanged.

“Ku kok it anyway Cik, it's natural I don't understand anything, the body as high as the row gini the very back, so do not know the events that are only witnessed by the body of the electric pole like Ifa and Dusk.” Ayu is short, even her height is not up to 150 cm.

“So who is the officer of what class?” ask Scold.

“Class IX c if not wrong huh?”

“Well..., in that class who is it?”

“Who is it...?”

“Agoshaaaa.......!!!!” Ifa walked quickly ahead of her two friends while patting her eel.

“ifa why Cik?”

The tee asked only folded his hands on his chest and continued walking regardless of Ayu who was still confused.

The squeals suddenly stopped seeing Ifa who came back by running.

“Cik, see see...” Ifa pulled Ucik's hand to follow him immediately.

“What the Fa...” complains because his hands are pulled.

“They why?” muttered Ayu before he also ran after Ucik and Ifa.

“What do you think is wrong with them?”

TB