Trouble Maker

Trouble Maker
Chapter 4


After three hours of study, finally the break bell rang. All the children ran towards the canteen, but not with Rasya. He chose to stay in class while listening to music and writing stories in his notebook that depicted a cartoon character in the shape of a duck.


With headphones stuck to his ear, he wiggled his head slowly to the rhythm of the song in his cell phone playlist. For a moment he was silent, and wiggled the silver pen in his right hand. Then reread the writing he had poured in striped paper in his notebook.


"Ah is too ugly," he muttered and tore the sheet and squeezed it before he finally threw it into the trash can at the end of his class.


He then scratched back the pen ink that he was holding onto the paper with the head that he was shaking.


As he was deep in his world, Rasya felt a hand sticking to his right shoulder, causing him to shift his attention to the owner of the hand that was bothering him at the moment.


"You again?" He was surprised and annoyed at once.


"Drink this. Your papa said, you can't lack fluids so you don't get tired easily." Said the man who was none other than Gerald who was currently holding out a bottle of mineral water in front of Rasya's face.


Rasya did not receive the drink given by Gerald, he continued his activities that had been delayed just now.


Gerald roughly took off the headphones on Rasya's head and pulled them apart from his phone.


"Arghhhh, you can not be a day just do not bother me!" Rasya yelled, he was upset because from the morning Gerald kept on harassing him.


Gerald leaves Rasya with the headphones still in his hands.


"Hey, return! That's mine!" Rasya's cry echoed in the corner of the classroom that was still quiet. Gerald just moved his hand upwards without intending to turn his body towards Rasya, making the girl pound his table in annoyance.


"Basic riot!" Say Rasya again. Annoyed, he puts his notebook in his bag, and runs to find Gerald.


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"Did you see Gerald?"


"Hey, have you seen Gerald?"


That question was what Rasya asked to anyone he met at every step looking for Gerald but the person he asked just shook his head not responding to the girl's question.


He then decided to walk to the cafeteria that was not far from his current place, and sure enough. Arriving there, he found the figure of Gerald sitting in the corner of the cafeteria with three friends playing his headphones while laughing in a loud enough voice.


Angrily Rasya walked up to them and immediately kicked down the cafeteria table where Gerald was.


"Basic bully! Quickly return!" Rasya tried to snatch his headphones but quickly Gerald hid them behind his body.


"If you dare to take it," challenged Gerald with his stern face.


"You're challenging me?" Rasya asked with a fierce look.


The debate of the two of them became the spectacle of the entire canteen occupants at this time. This kind of scene was nothing new to all of them because Gerald and Rasya were always arguing if they met so it had all become a natural thing for all the school residents.


"Report it back" Rasya sighed but Gerald shook his head.


"No.. no.. no.." said Gerald, moving his right hand to the left and to the right.


"Quick or..."


"Or what?" Sambar Gerald's.


"Or I'll do this."


Suddenly Rasya leaned in front of Gerald, making the man a little surprised but he could control his face making his surprise unknowable to Rasya.


At this time their faces were very close, neither Rasya nor Gerald cut off their eye contact. But unnoticed by Gerald, Rasya's hand is now behind Gerald's back and he immediately grabs his headphones by still staring at Gerald.


"Ah shit," murmured Gerald.


Rasya brought his face closer to Gerald's face with a fluffy smile, "thank you, Boy." He said as he patted Gerald's right cheek.


The three friends of Gerald were holding back their laughter as they watched the scene before them. Wanted to laugh but they were afraid Gerald would get angry.


Rasya then stood up as before, allowing his hair to be ponytailed. "You suck," he sneered at Gerald and left without disturbing Gerald and the rest of the cafeteria.


"He's so cool" whispered a boy who was in the cafeteria to a friend nearby.


"Cool what? That's wrong," said his friend chimed.


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At the moment Rasya has arrived at his house, an hour ago he just came home from school with a sense of fatigue that attacked his body.


He looked at the wall clock next to his desk. "There's still an hour left, I want to sleep." He muttered after yawning, then decided to close his eyes for a moment before going to piano lessons.


"I love you, Rasya."


A boy was crouching in front of Rasya with his right foot as his pedestal. In the man's right hand was a bouquet of red roses. He looked expectantly at Rasya who was standing with a surprised face.


"Are you shooting at me?" Ask Rasya to make sure.


The man smiled and then nodded, "yes. Do you want to be my lover?" The man asked softly.


Rasya covered his mouth with both palms in surprise.


"Are you sure?" Ask Rasya again.


The man nodded with his sweet smile, "of course, Yes. Do you want to?" The man still faithfully crouched down waiting for Rasya's reply.


"I-i..."


"Can't!" Shouted a man who had just entered the cafe where Rasya was.


The man who was crouching looked at Rasya asking for an explanation but Rasya just shook his head not knowing the current situation.


The man who had just entered directly walked closer to Rasya, he then stood in front of Rasya giving a partition between the man who was crouching with the girl who was confused by the situation before him.


The man standing between Rasya and the man turned his back and cupped Rasya's cheeks together.


"Darling, you forgot we got married?" Ask the man who suddenly appeared.


Rasya opened his mouth wide in shock at the statement of the strange man in front of him.


"You have a dream, yes" Rasya said.


"Evil," the strange man sulked as he swung his lips.


"Who is he, Shay?" Finally the man who was squatting stood up and looked at Rasya asking for an explanation for what the strange man said.


"I don't know him, No." Rasya said indifferently.


"The evil double," said the strange man in a sad tone.


Just as Rasya was about to make a sound, he felt his back being shaken slowly.