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Chapter 7's

"Nala didn't go to class today"

I glanced boredly at Nala's empty bench and as my eyes turned to look at Luna who put on a sad look while watching her stool. I think, Mr. Kama already knew the bullying on the beach at that time, because Sira from earlier just looked down speechless since coming this morning.

"So, I hope this is a lesson for you. If the bullying is not good and can make the victim traumatized. Hopefully Nala will be fine and can go to school again to study with us"

I breathe heavily. Take out the task book and the book lksnya simultaneously because I also have to spirit to demand knowledge.

"Can next time you don't look in front of teachers and friends?!"

I turned my head quickly to the words of Sira who was now looking at me sharply as splitting my entire shocked look back. I don't think, why is he mad at me?. I just do good and is it wrong?.

"What-what-"

"Stop being Yoko's hero. Where were you before, huh?"

I was surprised at his voice rising in the silence of the classroom. All the students looked at us both. And Mr. Kama too, he was kind of upset looking at Sira. No, he will definitely return to scold Sira for that I must act immediately hopefully to help.

"Sorry sir, we're making a fuss"

Mr. Kama was silent for a moment when he heard my defense. Then he smiled and continued to write lessons on the board. I heaved a sigh of relief and went back to leaning back, I also glanced at Sira who was back down.

"Focus on the lesson"

I slowly went back to pick up the pen that had slipped out of my grasp when Sira snapped at me earlier. He did not respond and continued to scribble his notebook. And I just let him drift in his own mind until things completely recover.

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"Mr didn't think you were such a bad boy!"

Sira bowed lethargicly as she sat on my back apologizing with tears that were no less than Nala's cries. In front of him, Nala stood up with a slight sobbing despite being better, she cursed the behavior of Sira who hated her so much.

'I know you won't understand. But why do you hate me so much!!'

I noticed Nala's movements and her furious facial expression pointed at Sira's face with her index finger and clenched her hands furiously. Mr. Kama patted Nala on the shoulder, and he turned his head in shock, Mr. Kama smiled gently telling Luna to bring her a break earlier than friends. Luna obeyed Mr. Kama's orders and invited Nala to leave the crowd.

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"Today's picket turn"

I immediately took a broom located at the end of the classroom hanging neatly lined up to size. Suddenly I was stopped by Rival who was holding a dirty cloth by suddenly throwing it in my face making me surprised because I was not ready to dodge.

"Today it's your job to just wipe it off. We'll sweep and mop"

Rival cold expressionless to me then took a broom and hurried to leave me. While I was just silent full of questions or sad, I did not know what to give a response like but it felt like today I felt wasted because they were away from me.

'What was my action yesterday wrong?'

*Soko stupid. Yoko traitor. Justjust go. Idiotically.*

The next day, Nala returned to school. He still showed that smile as usual. Does he feel the same pain as me? Was he happy alone without realizing I was falling?. I always wondered if the meaning of his smile was revealing his whole heart or not. I think I've been thinking too much about it, but somehow every Nala exists. My whole mind was always centered on him, which was weird.

"Hey, are you back? Still want to do it?"

I saw Sira coming at him haughtily and occupying her table. All of that was immediately pushed aside by Luna and she also told Sira to immediately stay away because she always bullied Nala even though Nala did nothing.

'I've been upset with Sira for a long time'

Even before the bell rang he had already dared to show his fangs in front of Nala and Luna. Somehow the fate of Nala when Luna was not with her until now.

I thought for a moment about the bell. Before long the familiar sound filled my eardrum like it was drilled at a depth of infinity. Sira immediately occupied herself gracefully, until now she had not been willing to greet me. All right, he's upset so just ignore it because I'm also back to pissing him off.

Mr. Kama entered the class with a woman who seemed to be the same age as Mr. Kama. The woman immediately introduced herself before us without further ado even Mr. Kama was also confused. It turned out that she was a sign language teacher at a foundation coming to this class to give an additional lesson about using sign language so that we could all easily communicate with Nala of course.

"So, have you ever studied or known sign language before?"

Luna raised her hand, she replied during her friendship with Nala. He learned a lot about sign language.

"Well then, the others must also learn in order to be like Luna"

Suddenly Sira stood up. Everyone stared at him, even I who was ogah-ogahan also looked up to him to put on a curious look.

"Is communication through a book not enough ma'am?"

I raised both of my eyebrows a sign I didn't understand what his words meant. Does he not want to learn sign language?.

"Despite using books, communication will remain difficult. Therefore, you should also know the basis of sign language!"

The woman smiled, she looked so friendly and patient. It is suitable to face a figure like Sira who pouts disapproving of the proposal.

"Emm Nala! How to spell Diva Kinara's name correctly?"

I turned to Diva, the figure of the girl who wears large glasses and her hair is often in woven braids on both sides. Not because she is cute, she is actually a popular girl with always dressed neatly like a royal princess aka often wearing a knee-length dress, socks are long to the knees as well and wear shiny pantofel shoes every day. I have a lot of friends in my class and even outside of this class. She's a beautiful girl, and only this time I saw her coming to Nala when she looked indifferent before.

Nala spelled out her name slowly. And they laughed together while practicing the Nala movement.

Good, that way. Nala began to see and acknowledge her existence.