Zena: The Last Fight
Chendrik

"Zena? What happened yesterday?"

Chendrik stepped towards the kitchen to find Zena pouring water into the glass inside. The girl turned her head without any interest and continued her activities.

"What indeed?" he asked indifferently, pouring water into his mouth.

"A video spread on social media, in which you were precisely on a deserted city plantation road. What's going on?" Chendrik sat on the bench, looking at Zena with both hands clutched on the table.

The girl was stunned, the two strange words that Chendrik spoke continued to burrow in her ears and annoyed her.

"Media ... what? I don't get it. What's that about?" Next to Zena's eyebrows raised in confusion, her hand wiggling the glass made the water inside there ripple.

Chendrik did not immediately reply, he noticed the innocent face of Zena who stared in wonder.

"Social media is like television, broadcasting the latest news even those that are not covered by television even if you can find it. Including your actions that teach a group of children on the street," said Chendrik.

He had to think of finding a simple term so that Zena could understand the answer to what he was asking.

"Can I see it?" Zena rushes towards Chendrik, attaching her body to the man and causing a strange upheaval as they touch each other. Especially at the time something like jelly nudged his arm. Chendrik gulped nervously, sweat almost falling off his forehead.

Zena snatched the flat object in her hand without caring about Chendrik's cold hot reaction from coming into contact with hers. He watched with a frowning forehead, as if he was judging.

"Not too flashy, is it? I still behave like any other student. They do need to be taught a lesson, hopefully after this they are no longer arbitrary to all students in school," said Zena alone while continuing to look at the cellphone screen in front of her face.

Chendrik sighed, breathing out that had been lost did not fill his lungs. He looked at the girl who was busy commenting on her own actions.

"Well, you're right. Lucky not keblasan, if it is, then it has been revealed your disguise," he said while fixing his seat in front of the girl to ward off nervousness.

"Eh ... Chendrik, can I ask for something like this? I see all the students have it. I don't understand, but you can teach me, can you?" pinta Zena who had been sitting next to the man.

Chendrik smiled, "You can take him." Zena turned her head with eyes flickering in disbelief.

"Can? But this is yours? How about you later?" He screeched in disbelief that Chendrik had given him that.

The man beside her took out another object, the same thing that Zena was holding.

"I still have it, which you just hold and learn from" he said showing it to Zena.

The innocent girl picked up the phone that had just been issued, comparing it to the thing in hand. Same thing with the same brand.

"alright. Thank you." Thank you." Zena smiled as she moved from sitting to leave.

"Hey, did you forget something?!" chendrik shouted that automatically made Zena's steps stop and immediately turned around with a wrinkled forehead.

"Nothing, I haven't forgotten anything" he said confusedly.

Chendrik pointed at his own cheeks slowly and timidly. Increasingly confused Zena, the next second she smiled and went back to where the man was sitting. Slightly bowed, peeking at the cheek that Chendrik had pointed at. The soft and wet impression that he likes, Zena lips are always moist even without using a moisturizer though. He really likes it.

"Thank you" said Zena after peeping the man's cheek. He hurriedly turned around and left just like that once more without caring about Chendrik's flushed reaction. The man gave a happy smile, almost exploding because the flowers in his heart could not be accommodated.

"Aah, Chennai ...!" Zena gawked at the unusual sight the cold man was doing. His eyes flickered with his mouth open slightly.

Chendrik pegas sculpted, he cleared his throat neutralizing the shock as Zena suddenly came turning around.

"What's wrong?" ask her with a red face. Shameful, he was really ashamed of Zena.

"What did you do? Is that a dance? Can I learn it? Some students discuss the annual event filled with a party. Will you teach me, Chendrik?" The eye of Zena was rolling looking at him.

This time Chendrik who was made dumbstruck, did not believe what he heard.

"Of course, with pleasure" he said with a sweet smile. He wants to explode again.

"Ah, yes. Where is Cheo? I didn't see him, did he leave?" Zena forgot her goal back.

"True, he's having a morning show at school. Very early in the morning I drove him," replied Chendrik.

"You want me to take you?" He walked closer to Zena.

"Are you out of work today? Why would you suddenly drive me? I'm going alone" said Zena, glaring quickly as Chendrik drew closer to her.

Recall the incident yesterday where Chendrik deliberately made a red mark on his neck. He does not want it to happen again, so it will be difficult to cover it as it is today. He had to wear a scarf to cover the red mark of the man's creation.

Chendrik shook his head, biting his lips with anxiety at Zena's increasingly daily behavior making his heart flowery.

"I can definitely make her heart melt and understand the feeling of love. Just wait, Zena. I will definitely get you," Chendrik muttered as he continued to stare at the back of the girl who managed to make him crazy about it.

The sound of Zena's motorbike echoed into the mansion. He took out his flat object, did something to it. I don't know what he's doing, but that smile looks different. A smile filled with love, a smile that had long disappeared and managed to return with the presence of the innocent girl in his mansion.

Zena stopped the motor when a vibration disturbed her uniform pocket. He picked up the device that Chendrik gave him, looking before examining what made him vibrate. The screen before him flickered, a notification of incoming messages from Chendrik.

Zena, who is confused about what to do with the object, chose to put it in a backpack so as not to interfere. He will study with Chendrik after school. Next, Zena runs her iron horse back to school.

In the parking lot, three friends were waiting. They smiled as they saw Zena's motorbike entering the school parking area. He stood up and approached the girl to walk together entering the school building.

"You waiting for me?" Zena frowned confusedly. They nodded compactly.

"Zena, do you know? The action you took on the group yesterday was spread on social media. Not only that, now it has even spread on every student's cell phone at this school," Sarah told enthusiastically.

"Isn't that bad?" Zena mumbled softly. Because, he did not want to become famous in the school so that it would cause unwanted problems.

"Maybe, but many give positive responses. Especially from students who have been their victims. They enthusiastically support your attitude to teach a lesson," said Mirah no less sumringah.

"Yes, Zena. My friends even want to know you, but of course I refuse. I'm quite the only guy who's your friend, aren't I?" Ben raised his eyebrows. He's too confident.

However, Zena simply shrugged her shoulders in response. They walked together into the school building area.

"Oh, so this is a new student named Zena?"