Talking about the Root of the Problem

Once full, go home. Is that the way to play? Of course not for Reza and Mario.

After they were full, they watched the barbie series on Nusa's home television. Very relaxed, while eating the packaged food available. Don't forget the juice as a companion to relieve thirst and clear the throat.

Unlike El, he prefers to lie on the sofa with his school uniform that has been thrown out of nowhere because he opened it carelessly and left a tight black shirt that formed his broad chest.

Getting into a dream is far better than watching a barbie series with two of her best friends. Why do Mario and Reza also watch the barbie series? It was just like their habit, they even watched it quietly as if not paying attention to their surroundings. Usually, they are always excited and can't stay still, now watching Barbie while sitting quietly.

"You're the blue barbie, I'm the pink barbie. Okay, deal," said Mario starting to discuss the division of characters as if calmly dividing couples in the real world.

Hearing that, Reza immediately turned and shook his head slowly. "Then I don't want to. Pink Barbie is prettier than blue Barbie, it's not fair to choose unilaterally," he replied in a bad mood.

As if they were children, they started to make a fuss by discussing it.

"All the girls in this world look beautiful, Reza. Huh, how bad you judge, physically play. I will tell about you to Alvira, how?"

"Hey, who says I judge physique? And don't ever talk about Alvira, it's not funny."

"What's not funny is you, ugly."

Reza looked at Mario, the two of them hugged each other with a pillow. And yes, thanks to the pillow in his hand, Reza immediately threw the soft object into Mario's face.

"You're ugly too but tell me that I'm ugly," Reza said while raising and lowering his eyebrows.

Mario looked at Reza with a look full of challenges. "Huh, want to make a fuss? Let's do it. Let Barbie choose us," he said as he rolled his sleeves over his shoulders.

Yes, the two of them had taken off their school uniforms. They say it's more comfortable to wear a t-shirt, and that's very true.

"Huh, how can the barbie on television choose us? Only you say it's not clear,"

"You don't know that I can get into the world of television."

Their conversation still sounded strange, it had always been that way. Various kinds of topics of conversation from the reasonable, to the unreasonable, can be discussed in the long term and prolonged later.

Hearing the debate re-entering his senses of hearing made El frown, then heaved a sigh. "Reza, Mario, this is Nada's house, remember." he scolded.

Yes, if you act outside Nusa's house that's fine, but if you're at the girl's house… well, that's rude because the purpose of their visit is to visit, not to mess with the whole house with their relentless random behavior.

Turning their heads towards El in unison, after that, they both grimaced. Reza scratched the back of his neck which didn't itch, and Mario ruffled his cold hair.

"I'm sorry, El. Besides, Mario who started first because he mocked me like that, doesn't seem to have good hitting material."

Hearing Reza blames him, of course, Mario immediately spoke up without being asked. "Huh, rhino nose. I told you that the pink barbie is mine, and the blue barbie is yours. You made us fight because we didn't agree, El just doesn't understand what we're talking about."

El knew this would be prolonged, so he decided to change his sleeping position on the sofa to sit down and leaned his back on the head of the sofa. "Talk about Priska," he said in an even voice, a sign that he wanted to be heard and that there were no more jokes to tell.

Reza and Mario nodded their heads. Who said the two of them were sitting on the couch? They prefer to sit on the floor, on a very soft fur rug, and accompanied by sofa cushions which are all for them, even El only has one pillow left.

The two of them approached, then sat on El's left and right so that their conversation could be more private if they were close to each other, so this made Nusa not hear it.

"Are you guys still suspicious of Priska?" Reza asked while looking at El seriously, now he is on the right and Mario on the left of the cold man.

El of course nodded his head confidently. Who can do that to Nusa other than Priska? Not to mention, they were bullied because Nusa was close to him. After all, no one wants to be locked in a school environment. Unless someone was planning to lock that person up, the rest didn't make much sense anymore.

"Yes, always," they answered suspiciously.

Mario looked at Reza and El he had the same suspicion as El. "So this is it, yesterday El waited for Nusa and finally met Priska who said Nusa had gone home first, there must be something. Not to mention the day after, Priska just disappeared with her friends. Did you two feel something strange too? " he said explaining long, full of logic, and using reason.

Reza and El nodded their heads, confirming what Mario had said.

Reza snapped his fingers until he heard the sound of his fingers rubbing. "Well, they disappeared, no news. When we wanted to go to her house in the evening with Rehan, she wasn't home, her mother said she went with Disty and Nika. It's not a coincidence, right? Right?" he said which continued the very suspicious reality.

El racked his brains, how could this be true, all of Priska's plans were included in over-bullying, right? No one wants to be bullied, on a small or large scale. This can be traumatizing in itself, and not many victims start to lose confidence after that.

Reza looked at El and saw a man who didn't say anything. "What do you think, El? I'm sure you have a plan," he said.

"Yeah, there's always a way out, El. It's not just about Nusa, what if there's another victim?" catch Mario.

El couldn't help but sigh, to be honest, he was also confused. If this plan goes so smoothly that Nusa chooses to keep his mouth shut, who else is to blame? Bullying is vile behavior.

"I have no plans."

Only this time there was a problem, but El had absolutely no way out.

Mario racked his brains, he had a brilliant crazy idea. "How about you call Priska, El? She's crazy about you, try calling her, who knows if she misses talking to you or something."

The actual plan was worth trying, but El seemed to have refused first.

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