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09: Desire

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"Can't do it! if this continues I will be really late!" shasyania complained along the streets were so quiet, and when he was busy looking for a way out suddenly.

"TOLOOONG...."

Sayup-sayup heard a sad scream asking for help, but the girl tried to be indifferent, her mind was still sane to feel anxious especially in a place like this.

But he had not been away, the voice was again heard crying even now seemed forced, "Heii. You are walking! I heard your step! are you deaf or what? there's someone lying here in need of help, where's your conscience? Quickly look to the left!" for a moment the voice shrunk like it was muttering, "uhh maybe to the right! Whatever the most important direction is to get closer to the source of the sound, quickly help me!" continued with a commanding tone.

For a moment Shasyania thought then she followed the person's wishes by looking back, but.

Wuuuussssshh!

There was only a wind that passed without a human figure being seen, it wanted to feel like he was running but when he was about to prepare the sound was heard again.

"HEYIIIIII... YOU REALLY ARE YES! HURRY HELP ME! WHAT IS YOUR HEART MADE OF?"

There was a sense of unease in Shasyania's heart when she decided to stop. It seemed like the glimmer of goodness stored in the recesses of his heart was knocked back, until he led his head to circulate in all directions, but the result remained the same, there was no one there.

For a moment he thought back and gripped his bag, "No-no... Lusty!" exclaim that girl. The feathers stood up straight, the wind began to hit the smooth face.

"Astaagaaaaa.. You think I'm a lost demon haah? I'm still alive.. still breathing! and right now I need your help! Another case if you don't help me then I'll really become a ghost!" his scolding with an increasingly suppressed tone, "you want me to go running around looking for you huh? scaring you all the time? That want you? if not, then hurry up here! from your voice you seem to be a woman, so where is your conscience heyii?" he nodded with an annoyed voice.

Ten minutes were wasted just arguing, until Shasyania decided to step her foot closer to the source of the voice. And how surprised he was when he saw an elderly woman sprawled with injured legs.

"Yesum! I'm sorry Shasya Nek, Shasya really didn't see Grandma!" regrettably, then he skillfully treated the wound using makeshift equipment.

"Yeah.yes you didn't see me! but you heard my voice, right? how long will it take you to become a helper?" grit the old woman.

The position of the streets on the left and right sides indeed jutted down, so it was only natural that Shasyania's vision did not reach the presence of the old lady who looked chatty.

"Sorry Nek" he said.

"But thank God you still have a conscience!" nagging the Grandma who was still pretending to be upset, "just now help me get up!" he continued while hissing to endure the pain.

"Nek's dogs, the streets here are so quiet.

"You got a cell phone, don't you, little girl?"

"Bring Nek, but there was no signal, Shasya repeatedly tried it earlier."

"Contact 1.2!"

"Can Grandma?" asked Shasyania who still looked hesitant.

"of course! we need help! you're smart, aren't you? Does your face not support your brain?" the look was sharp with blind eyes staring at Shasyania's face, "mmmhh but for your treatment this is. I admit you are quite deft! ettssss...why our discussion becomes slurred, call quickly!"

Calls are connected, and help is ready to slide, but even so they still have to wait.

"You... want to go to school, little girl? but it seems like it's too late" he said, and after revealing it he read a look of anxiety on Shasyania's face, "ck take it easy, then I will help you too! The pose is relaxed, and trust me no one will dare to punish you!" consolations.

"Thank you, Grandma."

The old woman was seen thinking of something while her eyes were still looking down on Shasyania's face, "Your face should be familiar... You're an artist, right?"

"Not Grandma...."

"Aahhh! you must be an artist! This face I've seen on the glass screen ehhh maybe in a magazine! You're being honest anyway I won't ask for a photo let alone your signature!"

"Not Nek, Shasya is not an artist, otherwise believe this is Shasya's student card."

"What the fuck? does an artist not have this? until you have to show me to make me believe!"

"That's not it, Grandma meant to see my name there."

The woman was bearded, holding the identification card, "Dinesclara Shasyania.mmhh right too, I never heard of an artist like this!" he said, smiling flatly, "but I'm still sure.... You're an artist, right?" look at it with a detective look.

"Arrrrgghh is not Grandma...."

"Ehhh...ehh, you called me Grandma? are you my granddaughter?" The insinuation, and the voice was heard gripping in Shasyania's ears.

Getting the reaction made Shasyania not feel good, he felt presumptuous to have given the call to someone he just knew, he had not had time to say sorry, he said sorry, even a moment later there was the sound of laughter.

"I'm just kidding little girl! you're so young, but why is your face so serious!" the babble quipped, "yes.yes call me Grandma, ehh no-no! call me Oma, I will consider you as my beautiful granddaughter!"

Shasyania smiled wryly in response to the rant, she also thought that if the woman next to her was funny, "Oh yeah, why would Oma's leg get hurt?" he asked, pointing at the visible wound that had started to turn blue on the ankle of the old woman he now referred to as Oma.

"Uhm. I often take a morning walk, the routine of parents who do not belong to the lazy group, and I also include good-natured old women because they always give wild cats food, and I also have good-natured parents, but it seems like today is my worst day" he said, who again endured the pain to make him hiss.

A moment of silence waited for the pain to subside until he spoke again, "A dog suddenly came and grabbed the food I was carrying, and with a strong pretentiousness I tried to drive him away but the naughty dog turned to attack me to force me to run. And you know for yourself little girl, I'm not young anymore, likewise, this body that has begun to age, I fell down to roll down there, but fortunately my nose is still able to breathe oxygen... otherwise it might be the day where I get acquainted with the land!" explained.

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Asik told the story until finally from the front was heard siren help.

"Little girl now you're coming with a__" the woman seemed to think with her eyebrows intertwined, "eehh! now you have to say Oma!" the error is trying to change the call between them.

"Now you're with Oma first yes, just relax you won't be punished!" his words seemed to not want to accept rejection.

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"Mrs forgive me, this is all because of my negligence! my absence made the Madam's situation this way, "A mature woman looks regretful while looking down on her head.

"There is no need to feel guilty Rara, this is all on my own, after all my situation is not too severe and all thanks to my little girl.", he pointed towards Shasyania.

"And yes.prepare Rara driver, I'll take my little girl to school, for you take care of her administration!"

"Sorry Madam, if you allow it then let me drive it. I hope the Madam gets back to rest."

"No need for Rara, I promised her, and I'm fine, so don't worry!"

"Can I come with Madam? administrative affairs let the other bodyguards take care of."

It seems Rara is still cool to take care of her employer, she no longer wants to be negligent in carrying out her duties. As a result, his request was approved by Raimar.

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A car waiting in the lobby. Rara walked towards the front taking over the wheel, "Sorry Miss, can I know your school address?" rara asked, as she was about to drive close to the highway.

"SMA GUARDIANS" said Shasyania.

"Wahhh little girl turns out you went to school there huh? what class? and what department?" asked Raimar enthusiastically.

"Class eleven, majoring in IPA Oma."

"Hmm. but the uniform you wear seems different, it does not reflect if you go to school there at all" said Raimar. He knows very well the uniform of GUARDIANS High School.

"I'm a new student of Oma, I actually got a new uniform, but in a hurry and forget I'm wearing this instead...."

Now not only Raimar, Rara who was driving was also surprised to hear Shasyania's plain speech.

"You're the new student of the little girl? but on your first day of school you were late? wah.wah then you will be punished! and it could be that you were approved!" joked Raimar while holding back a laugh, but on the other hand Shasyania actually felt more uneasy.

"Hahaha Oma was just joking little girl, you must be fine let alone the reason you were late for helping an old Granny like me!" he said, trying to calm Shasyania down.

"What's your name? Oma forgot."

"My name is Shasyania Oma."

"Mmhhh.. a good name, actually from the first look at you Oma already wants to praise your beauty.. And it turns out besides being beautiful you are also good, keep it!" praise Raimar, but it makes Shasyania feel awkward.

"Why? uncomfortable in saying beautiful continues huh? or are you actually afraid that Oma is back to asking if you are an artist? ahaha" he said Raimar.

The car entered the gate of GUARDIANS High School. Shasyania who had just seen the situation firsthand was immediately stunned by the rows of buildings that were so magnificent around the area, really classy.

Because of the condition of his injured leg to make Raimar forced to be pushed using a wheelchair.

And along the corridor, every officer and Master who cross paths with Raimar will immediately bow respectfully. It seemed that the old lady was quite influential there.

Until all the business went well, Shasyania was immediately invited to her classroom, but when going apart Raimar held the girl's hand.

"Student study, my little girl! don't just look like a capital!" his advice.

"Ready Oma..," said Shasyania with a smile on her lips.

As Shasyania gets further away, Raimar hints for Rara to get closer.

"Yes Madam?"

"Does he look like a match for my Geime?"

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Bugh!

Bugh!

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Bugh!

Brrruuu!

"Ngerriiii Gem ngeeeriiii!!! your kicks are getting more and more fast!!!"

"Obviously, because I have to win that competition!"

"No, what do you keep winning? once in a while another love for fighting for the title!"

A man with a bandana in the coconut immediately smiled faintly, his dimples looked so sweet, but the look in his eyes showed that he was stalking enemies to be made submissive, "May! they managed to defeat me!" firmly, while opening a bottle of drink and lifting it high up, until all the water was spilled soaking his jet black hair.

Then immediately he lifted one leg into the air and kicked hard a samsak until it bounced far away.

Braaaaac!

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