Second Day

6. Second Day at School

~Indeed, people who are not better than us, will not be able to acknowledge our existence. Even if we're actually a little better than them.~

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The questions from his friends never stopped. Everything that never ends, must continue. It's like twisting the tangled threads in this story. Everything might unravel someday, but not today. Time and again Bagas, the bench next to him tried to provoke his emotions. However, Alex learned to calm down and no longer make the same mistakes as before. This life is a lesson for him, maybe he is destined to survive. This time, it's like he's rewinding time into his new self and turning everything bad in the past into something that might be better. At least for himself.

"Are you deaf? I ask you, are you tricking us all?” asked Bagas continuing to provoke Alex's emotions, "I will prove that you are the same Alex."

Alex tried not to say anything. He prefers to open books and complete study equipment. Everything is new. Really not like the old Alex. Usually he only brings one book to school. Alex was determined to take his studies seriously. Not as lazy as before. Every day is a new beginning for Alex. All the windows of opportunity to improve it opened wide for him. This story is indeed the stage for him.

Teeeeeetttttttt~

The recess bell rang. Suddenly, Alex was rammed by the schoolgirls. They touched, poked flirtatiously, and sat around Alex. they did not hesitate to sit close to him. It was really annoying, but Alex kept his cool. Sometimes Alex can only hold his breath and exhale deeply.

“You look a lot like our friend, you know,” said Dina.

"Yeah, we even thought you were the same Alex," Misca chimed in. Who doesn't know Misca? Alex considers her as the ideal woman in the form of face.

"You're really handsome," Siska replied and touched Alex's shoulder, "your leather jacket suits you very well too. Are you rich?"

Alex was silent a thousand languages. A little uncomfortable but can't move.

“Just try Alex who used to be like you. We must also have a crush on him, but unfortunately he's a thief," said Dina.

The girls laughed.

Alex's lips trembled. It felt like he wanted to bully those damn girls. But he tried to restrain himself. It's not the right time, Alex. He thought. Alex clenched his fists. He suppressed his emotions. He carries the good name of his biological father now.

Yoga suddenly shouted. Get rid of the coquettish girls.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way! Get out of the way! Hushh.. Husshh!” said Yoga driving them away with his hand. Then Yoga sat on Alex's bench.

Alex looked at him with an angry face.

"Are you sure you're the new Alex?" asked Yoga, "Bagas said, you were the old Alex."

Alex was silent. Yoga notices Alex's new appearance. Then touch the hair with his new style. Alex pushed Yoga's hand out of his hair.

“Ohoooo… you don't even like me as much,” said Yoga, “if you're not the old Alex. Be my friend. Join our gang."

Yoga brought his face closer to Alex's.

"You want?" Yoga stretched out his hand.

Alex looked at Yoga's outstretched hand. Then Alex took his hand.

"Okay," said Alex.

Yoga stands up and claps.

"Great! He wants to be friends with me," said Yoga, "then come..come with me."

Yoga put his arm around Alex's shoulders and carried him to the back of the school. All of the Yoga gang's friends were also waiting there. Yoga is the ruler of this school. No one dared to fight him. Including the principal.

“Guys… this is our new member. We have to work on this first... Hahaha," said Yoga.

They surround Alex. Treat him like a victim. Meanwhile, Alex stood there, unmoving. Then, they ganged up on Alex to a pulp. And Alex had no intention of fighting them. They kept hitting, stomping, and punching Alex. Until Alex was lying on the ground with cuts and bruises all over his body. While Yoga laughed out loud watching the torture and bullying.

"You... are now officially part of our gang," Yoga grabbed Alex's hand.

Alex stood up straight again. He wiped his bloody lips with the collar of his uniform. Since then, Alex is considered to be part of the gang of thugs.

***

After school, Alex came out with a face full of bruises. The four bodyguards approached him quickly. They must feel responsible for whatever happened to the Young Master.

“Did anyone hurt Young Master?” asked the bodyguard captain.

Alex shook his head.

"I am alright. I'm fine. Don't worry," he said.

"Who has hurt Mr. We can be scolded by the big master, sir," he said.

Alex walked to the side of the school. The place where he was waiting for an invitation. The bodyguards continued to follow him from behind. The sighting was known by Yoga and the gang. They watched Alex's movements.

“Did Alex join the mafia? Wasn't that a bodyguard, Boss?" Bagas asked Yoga.

"Shut up!" said Yoga irritably. He didn't want Alex to look cooler than him.

From afar, Alex got into the car. There was Marco opening the door as usual. Yoga noticed the scene where Alex was treated with great respect. It felt like he was reminded of someone from the past. This was exactly the same, like a replay, of events repeating themselves before his eyes. For some reason, Yoga feels that Alex is someone from the past. Yoga's hatred for him is immense and will probably never go away. Like a fire that will continue to spread even in the chaff.

“What happened to Master? What's wrong with your face sir?" Marco asked with a worried expression.

"No one should report this to Dad," Alex said to Marco.

“Hm, fine young master. After this, let's go straight to the Penthouse, okay?” Marco said trying to understand the situation of young and old.

Arriving at the penthouse, a private doctor treated his wound. After that, one of the waiters asked Alex to the dining table. There was already Marco. She waited for Alex to have dinner alone. He thought this teenager must be feeling lonely. Even though his life seems crowded, no one really truly loves him.

“Uncle, don't you want to eat too? Why are you always standing watching me?” Alex asked looking at Marco.

"I have eaten, young master." Marco looked very polite to her.

"But I don't want to eat alone. This much menu dish? Just for you?" said Alex twirling the dish on the super large table. On the table there is a stacking table that can be rotated.

"That's right sir. Master wants us to take care of young master's health. By preparing healthy and plentiful food for Master's growth period.”

"Then eat with me," he pleaded with a pleading face.

Marco was a little uneasy. He had worked for his father for a long time. About 20 years since he was 25 years old. Only this time, he was invited to eat with his own master.

"Come on, Uncle," Alex grabbed Marco's hand.

Marco finally sat down at the large dining table. Table with golden color and luxury. Become the hallmark of the contents of the penthouse. It was filled with servants. Standing around Alex and Marco.

"Uncle, have you called Sis Ardhy?"

Alex took a piece of meat and placed it on Marco's plate.

"Yes, he bid 4 billion for the late Mrs.'s house," Marco said.

Alex seemed to be eating very voraciously. Every meal is like that. He loves to eat. Marco chuckled every time he saw how Alex was eating. Funny too.

"Uncle DP first, use a stamped letter," said Alex while chewing his food.

“The house's original price was at least 3 Billion, sir. The starting price of the big master said 2 billion. Now maybe 3 billion. Even the young master's cousin asked for 5 billion."

Alex stopped chewing. He looked deep in thought.

"Just 1 billion down payment, Uncle. After that take this case to legal channels. It's my mom's," said Alex, "I know Daddy didn't tell me to take it back. But it has a mother. A dowry from father to mother."

“Okay, young master. Do not worry. I will pay the down payment immediately to Master's cousin."

Alex nodded. Back to eating voraciously.

***

The next day. The morning shone brightly. The rainy season has come, only the drizzle that wets together with the dew. The atmosphere was seen when Marco opened the curtains. In Alex's room. Classic interior room. Big bed. Luxurious ornaments. And tall pillars. In front of him is a large television. There are long chairs and tables ornate luxury and classic. There are several collections of guitars and there is also a piano. While there, Alex was still curled up under the thick blanket.

"Young master, good morning," Marco said.

The sun shone on Alex's face.

Alex wriggled his body. Slowly his eyes opened in the glare of the sun. He saw Marco was already standing beside his bed.

“Today, what is my schedule?”

“After breakfast, you go to the office before 7 am, after that you go to school before 8 am. After school at 2 pm, then back to the office until the afternoon," Marco said reading Alex's schedule from his tablet.

"Okay, I'm getting ready first," he said immediately leaving Marco in his room.

A few moments later, Alex was ready in his white and gray uniform. Don't forget Alex also put a luxury watch from gucci. He takes the LV (Louis Vuitton) jacket. He used it to coat his uniform. The air this morning is quite cold. Starting the rainy season.

Alphard's car has entered the office. Alex leads the morning meeting wearing a high school uniform. He doesn't care what people think.

"I've checked your blueprints from various divisions. And why is the strategy the same as before?” Alex asked the division heads in the room, "You know, the previous CEO was involved in a corruption case?"

"Yes boss, we have considered the calculations. Oil sent from Arabia and drilling in Arab-Indonesian cooperation are different,” this employee from the production division, he continued to argue.

"Then, I ask the production division and the finance division to synergize. Let there be no more corruption cases. Administration must be transparent. I don't want it, so many barrels of oil being drilled but it turns out that the ones sold are different barrels. Don't think I'm a teenager and don't make a fool of me."

After the 30 minute meeting is over. Alex was driven to school before 8 o'clock. As usual, Alex got out of the car some distance from the school. Then take a short walk.

The whole school looked excited by his presence. Yes, Alex wears Louis Vuitton to school. The latest Louis Vuitton jacket. Jackets are expensive and only certain people can afford them. It's a limited edition.

“Alex…Alex… Alex…!” heard the voices of the girls in the school hysterically called him.

Alex became the new idol of the students at school.

ALEX...!

ALEX...!

ALEX...!

They kept calling hysterically. Some even chased and followed him. Everyone calls and adore him. Quickly famous once again. All the girls greeted him, took him by the hand, and took him to class.

Puspa or just call him Pupus heard the rumors, if there was a new student like Alex. And he is rich. Puspa deliberately waited for the arrival of the new student. He thought how could Alex be a rich man? Pupus was curious about the rumours.

"Hey! Stop!" Pupus shouted at Alex with his hands on his hips.

Alex stopped in his tracks. It's gone, he thought. Alex knew him very well. His cousins were super fierce when he used to live with them.

"You're still alive," said Pupus as Alex turned his body.

Alex looked at the 17 year old girl coldly.

"Sorry, what do you mean?" Alex asked nicely. Even though he really wanted to yell at her too. This girl will always be annoying.

"You must be Alex the thief, right?!" cried Pupus with wide eyes, "Because of you, my father died!"

"Who are you?" said Alex pretending not to know him.

"Murderer!" she screamed.

"Useless!" said Pupus again.

Alex leaves Pupus. Didn't listen to the swearing. Base! He also brought family problems to school. Alex could only grumble inwardly.

Alex has arrived at class. He was still surrounded by the girls. Yoga greeted him with a badminton bat. He patted the wood in front of Alex. Likewise with friends of the Yoga gang. They also brought badminton bats. All the girls who had followed him immediately retreated in an orderly fashion.

They will definitely fight. Surely Yoga wants to beat Alex. All students can already guess the ending of each Yoga meeting with anyone.

"What do you want?" asked Alex.

"TOO MUCH TALKING!!!!" shrieked Yoga.

BUGS!!!

Yoga hit Alex's back with the badminton bat hard.

***