2. Martin is Coming

"You like me, right?" I looked annoyed at the most handsome student in this school. Martin, damn it!

"Rey, I can explain! Of course I like you!" Martin gave a worried look. Yes, he should worry before I bruise one cheek or break his nose. I was hitting his left cheek violent, I was angry that he could possibly harass Tandrie!

"What the hell are you doing to Tandrie, you bastard!" even though I hated him, bullied him every time I still felt something was wrong if Martin harassed Tandrie.

"He started it, Rey." Refuted Martin. I squinted my eyes, a sign that I doubted Martin's statement. I'm trying to think rational. Martin continues to deny that he is guilt, insisting that it was Tandrie who teased him.

"I saw it, you bastard!" I said silencing Martin's rebuttal. It was clear that it was Martin who cornered Tandrie against the back wall of the school, restrained his hands and forced a kiss. Geez, my blood is boiling over Martin's disgusting treatment. How could he make it into chairman of student organizations

BUGH

I hit Martin again in the stomach and nose until it bled. Congratulations, Martin! your attractiveness dropped to zero. I never thought that all this time had a crush on the wrong guy.

"You, fagot! Come with me!" I was so focused on anger that I forgot to check Tandrie's condition. I pulled his hand, walked towards the school health unit. Jeez, his lips are bleeding!

We are silent at medical student room, I was also still in shock why I suddenly cared about Tandrie. I think so with him. Ah, lets me be a good girl once in a while. I kicked out the awkwardness by focusing on treating Tandrie, it turned out that it was not only his lips that is bleeding. The back of the head was also lumpy, probably the effect of be pushed that damn Martin against the wall. The guilt returned when the blue bruise on his hand still didn't go away. This one is the result of my doing a few days ago.

"Tha.. tha..thanks." he said haltingly. I was moved, until a drop of tears slid from Tandrie's beautiful eyes. So far I have never been nice to him.

"What's often like this?" I hope it doesn't answer. How am I blind to my step brother's condition? Jealousy really blinds everything. One minute, five minutes passed. I never got answer. I looked up into his eyes.

Enough! I can no longer see the tears. Tandrie's eyes have answered everything. There was a deep cut on the eye. I think what I witnessed is still a thin sheet of actual conditions.

"Anyone who has been harassing you, hmm?" My teeth are chattering holding anger towards someone who harassed Tandrie! This is out of bounds, "Answer honestly, Tandrie!"

I never thought that my question would have a bad impact on Tandrie's condition. He was shivering with fear, his eyes wailing for help. I'm stuttering, I'm not trying to hurt him. Really!

"No! Please, no!"

"Tandrie!" he fell down from the health care bed, bent his knees and applied tightly. It was as if her habit could protect himself from be destroyed.

"It hurts! Please, let me go!"

"Tandrie, what's wrong?" I panicked too. What's wrong with him? I tried to calm him down. It could be bad if anyone finds out, I must be a suspects

"No, papa. Please, papa. Don't sell me!"

DEG.

I froze with Tandrie's last sentence. What happened in his past? His roar was getting worse and made me panic even more. And when I meant to calm her down with a hug. He passed out

"Papa, Tandrie passed out at school!" I suddenly burst into tears when I heard papa's response from across my cellphone.

Mama's tears don't stop flowing. Pieces of Tandrie's story began to unfold. I can't lie I'm still jealous seeing the panic papa-mama for Tandrie. It's as if there is only Tandrie without Reyna. Here mama is really the hardest hit. I can understand, Tandrie is part of mama and mama is part of Tandrie. The bond between mother and child is very strong. Mama, if I was lying there would you cry for me?

"Honey, what have you done, why Tandrie, Nana?" I was jolted by what my mother said. Why did you immediately play accusations? Am I so evil in my eyes?

"I I..."

"Papa is disappointed with you Nana!" papa also blamed Reyna? I did not expect. My anger evaporates again. I gave up the good intention to accept Tandrie. Enough Tandrie, I don't want you to be the only one happy. I won't let you be happy.

"Go on! .. continue to defend Tantri! Just pretend that Nana never exist."

"Nana, why don't you want to understand just a little." Mama said with a sniffle. It sounded more like accusation to me.

"Tandrie, Nana. Not Tantri."

"Tantri is more suitable, dad. Canned sissy."

PLAK

I'm speechless. Papa really slapped me. In my entire life, my papa has never been rude. How much influence was Tandrie's that now daddy dared to leave a scar on the corner of my lips.

Is this a sign that I am no longer valuable in the eyes of papa mama? Why is it all so easy to change positions. Isn't Tandrie just a new family member who suddenly arrived at the age of 18? This is so unfair

This jealousy, hurts as long as you know Tandrie. Why do you have to attend, why are you not like you used to be with your father far away. Why did you have to meet mom!

I hate you so much! You better die! My life has been ruined since you were there! - Reyna's mind screamed.

I can not take it anymore, running as fast as possible is my escape now. I forgot the fact that I left my wallet. OK I'll come home running. I'm not a weak girl. Remind also that the energy of anger can make me walk five kilometers. I didn't go home right away, I let myself cry over fate as a second one.

"I really hate you, Tantri!" I shouted loudly in the garden that afternoon. I'm angry, frustrated, hate myself. I miss my old situation. Papa never yelled at me, let alone slapped me. I touch my left cheek. It is not really hurt, but my heart hurts more than my father's slap. And this is all because of the damn Tantri.

I regretted why I had helped him, trying to care. I laugh sadly alone. Not all good ends well, right ?. I assure myself that I never cross over to the protagonist side, I always be the antagonist for you Tantri.