Mafia Story Return of a Useless Child
MS2-Bab21 Punished

"Morning, Rummi!" Isha jumped up and embraced his best friend until Rumi's body staggered slightly forward. They are now in front of the school gate.

"Akhs. Isha! You know what I know," grumbled Rumi. His lips pursed, even though a smile was faint. He let go of Isha's embrace, which made the girl embrace his arm instead.

"Where is hp lo? Why am I not picking up the phone?" isha asked with a probing look. "Lo's not in anything is it the same Arsya?"

"No-no, Sha!" Rumi waved both hands, as if words alone were not enough to give an answer to Isha's question.

"Hey, relax girls." Isha smiled meaningfully when she saw the overreaction shown by her best friend.

"If there's nothing you can do to panic, huh? Tell me, are you really not okay with the head of the motorcycle gang?" Isha turned to the front of Rumi and asked again.

"There's nothing, Sha. Really," Rumi replied as she continued to take her eyes off Isha.

"Liat tuh, your cheeks are red .. hahaha! Was there anything Malem? Come on, be honest with me. We are friends, you have to play secrets with me." Isha still continues to criticize Rumi, who looks still wrong behavior.

"Akhs! Isha...." Rumi chose to speed up her steps, leaving Isha who was even widened because she managed to tease her best friend.

"Ck! It turns out that my brother is of some use as well" murmured Isha while running after Rumi. "Rumi, wait!"

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Arsya drove his bike to the school parking lot, he also saw that there was already Dikta and Vareen who were talking to Dero and some of his men there. Of course, the sight made Arsya frown. His eyes sharpened staring at the interaction of the two Atropos cores from behind the glass of his helmet.

What are they doing? arsya's mind while continuing to advance his motor closer.

However, as soon as Arsya stopped the bike, Dero and his friends chose to pass immediately after giving twice a pat on the shoulder of Dikta. Arsya also had time to see a slanted smile on the face of his rival. He stared at Dero's departure before finally turning his attention to his two friends.

"What's wrong?" arsya asked, after he took off his helmet and looked at Dikta and Vareen alternately.

"No papa," replied Dikta quickly.

Arsya raised one of her eyebrows, she could see there was anxiety on the look on her friend's face. He asked Vareen using an eye gesture, but the man also seemed reluctant to answer.

"okay." Arsya nodded faintly, feeling that the two friends were not ready to tell her the truth.

"Come in, just a moment the bell," continued Arsya while trying to go first to class. However, he was forced back to have to stop his steps, when the tip of his eye saw Cakra and Fahri who had just entered the gate.

The three of them simultaneously stopped their steps and chose to wait for Cakra and Fahri.

Arsya glanced at Dikta who looked increasingly agitated. Are there any other problems I don't know about between them?

"Hi, Bro!" Fahri said hello while taking everyone there tos, as soon as he stopped his bike and opened the helmet. Cakra followed behind Fahri, although his facial features were still not very friendly.

The five teenagers immediately accelerated when the sound of the school entrance bell was heard.

However, moments later, Arsya, Cakra, Fahri, Dikta, and Vareen, are seen running around the field under the hot sun, due to punishment for being late to class.

"This is all because of you two, we are punished right," said Vareen with a breath that had been stung. This is the tenth round they ran, under the sharp gaze of Bu Yolda - the kiler math teacher who could never forgive any delay or other mistakes in his lessons.

"Who told you to wait for me?" answer Cakra indifferently. The guy immediately sped up his run, ahead of Vareen who continued to grumble.

"Yeah! You're wheat flour!" annoyed Vareen, frantically jumping and punching the air, venting his frustration at Cakra. However, a moment later he had to stop his steps while resting both of his hands on his knees, due to his already exhausted nap.

Meanwhile, Cakra who became the object of Vareen's curse was only indifferent. He continued to step on his feet, running around the field without caring about his clothes that were already soaked in sweat.

The shadow of her stepmother's words two days ago, when she had just returned home again spun in memory.

"Basar child does not know lucky. Thank goodness we accepted you in this house. Not much style and shy family name!"

"Oh yes, I forgot. You are a child who has no self-esteem. Hmh! I never should have accepted you in this family, let you live on the streets!"

"Damn it!" cakra said that when every cruel talk that his stepmother made was still clearly remembered.

"Not to take heart. You know, Vareen's mouth likes no brakes."

Cakra was aghast, as Arsya's voice entered into his sense of hearing, as if forcing himself to return to the present. He turned his head quickly, looking at his little friend with a surprised look. However, after he understood where Arsya was going, Cakra snorted while nodding faintly.

"Lo don't papa, do you?" Arsya stared at the clingy chakra. He could see if there was a thought weighing on Cakra.

"Gue well," nodded Cakra.

"Shania-" Arsya's problem fears that this is still about Shania, who is now officially a member of Atropos.

The slanted smiling chakra. "It's okay. I don't think that's bad either."

A smile on Arsya's face also appeared. He patted Cakra's back as a sign of appreciation for accepting his decision. When the eyes of the two meet, Arsya codes Cakra to memepercapat runnya to feel more exciting.

Without thinking again, Cakra certainly immediately accepted Arsya's challenge. And, at that very instant, the two immediately quickened their pace as if they were in a match.

"The loser buys the same drink as lunch!" cakra shouted as if giving a challenge to Arsya.

"okay!" greet Arsya with enthusiasm.

"Gosh, aren't they cape? I just seem to want to faint again," complained Vareen who had stopped several times to catch his breath.

"Run around the field doang mah small business for Arsya the same Cakra," said Fahri who also stopped beside Vareen, because he was also almost out of breath.

"Look, there are more miserable than us," continued Fahri while pointing to Dikta who was even bathed in sweat. His white face had now turned red like a boiled shrimp due to being exposed to the sun for too long.

"It's the first time he's been punished, isn't it?" ask Vareen while laughing softly.

Dikta was a very law-abiding student, all this time he never received punishment. His life was perfect, with all the rules and his intelligent brain. However, because now he joined the Atropos gang, making him able to feel how exciting it is not to follow the lesson because of being punished.

"Atropos!"

The five teenagers instantly turned their attention to a girl shouting from the side of the field. In both hands, he appeared to carry a clear plastic bag containing several bottles of drinks and snacks.

"Shania?" muttered Vareen while running quickly towards the girl who was now stopping her steps under the big tree, right next to the field.

"Ah, thanks, Shan. You know, if we're thirsty again." Vareen immediately snatched the drink in Shania's hand and drank it in a hurry.

Fahri and Dikta followed behind Vareen. They thanked him and took the drink that Shania had brought. Lying under a shady tree is quite soothing, feel the breeze that cradles, coupled with the lush leaves, to be able to protect them from the scorching sun.

"Well, I won! So it'll be noon time to treat us all!" cakra shouted with a smile, although his breath seemed to be stingy until his chest rose and fell.

Arsya was still smiling, she nodded, acknowledging Cakra's victory, although what actually happened was that she was intent on giving up for a little bit of entertainment for her little friend.

"Because the drink is already in the same handle Shania, so I buy lunch only. How's it?" arsya asked as she walked over to the others.

"Sip! We've got a deal from Atropos' leader!" Vareen shouted enthusiastically when her ears heard the conversation between Arsya and Cakra. Dikta and Fahri also welcomed with no less enthusiasm.

"OK," welcome the chakra shown to Arsya.

Arsya smiled back. There was a sense of pleasure in his heart when he saw the face of Cakra that was not as calm as it was this morning.

Finally, they spend the first time resting under the tree while cooling down, and drying out the sweat that has soaked almost all of their bodies.

"Cakra, I'm sorry, because I'm fighting the same Dikta and the others. Eum .. If you still can't find me at Atropos, I can go outside anyway, no papa." Shania who still feels guilty about the incident last night, makes her choose to be frank with Cakra. He could hardly sleep all night just because of his thoughts about Cakra and the other children of Atropos.

"Lo has been accepted with Arsya. Means me too," replied Cakra while turning his gaze in any direction.

"Sorry," Cakra continued in a more fluid voice.

Of course, the stiff recognition of Cakra made the smiles on the faces of all those there rise. Finally they can be together again, as well as between Cakra and Dikta who have made peace.