Have Anger Blast
"Do you guys suspect the two of them?"
In the cafeteria, there were many conversations between students who talked about many things. Including Reza and Mario who are now looking at El to talk about something that is still spinning very clearly in their brains.
Bruck! (sound of something crashing)
"Hey, at least if you're walking use your eyes, see where you're going! LUNCH FOR BARA IS SPILLED ON THE FLOOR!"
They focused on each other because hearing the scream made the three boys immediately turn to the source of the sound, as well as the students who also did the same.
"Sorry, sorry... I didn't mean it like that. I was in a hurry because I wanted to play basketball."
"At least a sincere apology! Look, my uniform got dirty from the mayonnaise spill."
"I already told you that I'm sorry, didn't you hear?"
"No, I'm tired of cooking for someone who is always special in my life. But now my cooking has been scattered on the floor!"
"I've also been a special person in your life—"
"Yes, but not anymore!" Alvira immediately cut Bian's words.
Not only did Mario notice it, but he quickly nudged El's arm. Signaling the boy to move quickly because what Alvira is currently facing is her ex-boyfriend, which in a sense will invite trouble.
"Shhh, El. That's Bian, he hasn't appeared in front of us for a long time, as soon as he appears, he immediately grabs Alvira's attention." Mario said he used to be a blazing fire.
Hearing that, Reza nudged Mario's shoulder to rebuke his friend so as not to create heat around El. "Don't talk carelessly, you idiot." He says.
But it was too late, now El got up from his seat, approached Alvira who was angry because her clothes were dirty. "What is this?" he asked as he stood right next to his little sister, looking at Bian with raised eyebrows. There was never a peaceful expression from him for the man he already hated.
"I wanted to walk, she bumped into me and it was Alvira's fault for running around in a crowded cafeteria. You don't have to be a late hero El, I'm sick of seeing your face."
Wow. Predictably after this, there will be a physical fight between Bian and El. Now, everyone can rest assured and anxious not to be affected by the two.
According to El, as long as Bian is around, he can release all the grudges that have accumulated in his heart.
Alvira, of course, immediately grabbed El's arm, not letting her brother come home from school instead of bringing a bruised and injured face as a gift for their mother. "It's okay, don't continue." She said choosing to intervene. But it can't be denied, she was quite injured because she had cooked the seafood fried rice that she had learned from day tonight.
"Why? You look at me cynically, get out of the way I want to play basketball," said Bian again. He was never afraid of El's figure, even though he had been hit many times and lost at the same time.
El pushed Bian's shoulder as he wanted to pass beside her. It's nice to be able to play hands at will without responsibility, he must be emotional. "I did it on purpose." He says. It wasn't an apology, but words spoken very coldly, plus a facial expression that looked flat.
Bian snorted, looking El up and down. Maybe for a girl, being this close to El was a gift that could never be missed. But for some guys, including Bian, El's face is nothing more than a normal guy's face, even though he's honestly superior.
"Sorry? It's obvious Alvira's at fault, she's your sister. You know the cafeteria is busy, is she the only one in a hurry?" he answered, looking at El without a glint of fear etched on his face.
Alvira smiled, then turned around to hug El's arm. She pouts, hurt by Bian's words, which he thinks blames her a lot.
El reached out to hug Alvira, rubbing his sister's shoulder slowly and filled with warmth and affection.
"You go to Mario first."
"Don't fight, okay?"
"No promises."
After that, El released Alvira's embrace from his arm. Pushing the girl's body slightly away and following what she said, rather than seeing El get into a physical fight.
Now, El turned around to look at Bian again. Then a lopsided smile appeared on his face, a charming grin.
"What did you say?"
"Alvira is not clear, looking for attention with me. If you want to come back to me, just say it."
Hearing Bian's overly confident words made El's sense of hearing hurt a little. Did he hear wrong?
Chuckling down Bian, after that El gave the boy an appraising look while he looked up and down, from head to toe and then back to Bian's face. "Not handsome but big talk," he said flatly and sounded funny to the ears of the students in the cafeteria.
Laughter was heard, very crowded. Especially when he saw Bian's face that looked sour, El's words could bring down a person's mentality without saying much.
Someone took a video of the two of them, and of course, this part was recorded. It was bound to spread widely throughout the school, becoming the subject of ridicule.
Bian looked at El, very seriously. Then cleared his throat, and suddenly pushed the man so hard he staggered a few steps.
Loud laughter turned into screams of 'EH, RELAX!' due to the reflex of seeing El being pushed.
"How dare you act like this in front of so many people, you want to insult me huh?!" asked Bian with emotion.
El cleans his uniform from the dust caused by Bian's hand touching it, he looks relaxed. Then, unexpectedly…
Bug! (sound of punch)
El's hand, which was tightly clenched, had touched Bian's right cheek. Immediately, Bian's face was bruised, and of course, his emotions were in a frenzy.
"Never provoke emotions," said El with a look that challenged Bian so that the man would also repay what he had done so that there was an umpteenth quarrel between them.
Bian wiped the corners of his lips which were stained with fresh blood even though a little, it was torn again and felt very sore.
"Damn you, El," he muttered as he gave the middle finger to his ex-best friend. He knows that El gets angry easily when he finds out that his favorite person is getting into trouble.
El can always win the mood, the smirk is back very clearly. "Shall we play basketball?" he asked, offering relief. "Rather than make me re-hospital to the Emergency Unit."
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