Scelus

Chapter 25: Bab 24

"His attitude was so simple, yet it made me flutter. Really, this feeling was insolent. It grew so much that

I felt like I was beyond normal."

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"WHY should I want to be your friend?" asked Dewa.

Starla shrugged her shoulders. "You don't have to. If you don't want to-"

"Want."

"Hah?"

"No need to hahahah, your mouth smells of noodles."

"I don't know myself," irritated Starla.

"Alright, ah. Come on, I'll go home," said Dewa.

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Dewa motor has arrived at Starla's home page. The girl came down, uneasy.

"Lo being a girl why aren't there softness, anyway?" asked Dewa, surprised.

Instead of replying, Starla patted herself on the forehead. "Gosh, Wa. My bag is still in class!" said

Starla. He just remembered, his belongings were left in class because he had gone straight to the

hospital.

"Continue?" Dewa asked, raising an eyebrow.

Without warning, Starla returned to ride Dewa's motorbike. "Let's go back to school for a moment, Wa.

Lots of important items in my bag."

"Tomorrow what happened? You don't have your life in that bag, right?"

"There is a charger with my wallet, Wa. That's my life. Come on, he said, you are my friend!" This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org: ©.

Dewa chuckled but still started the engine and drove to MATAHARI High School. In less than fifteen

minutes, Dewa's motorbike was parked in the parking lot.

Starla immediately ran to the class followed by Dewa behind her. Quite tiring because Starla class is

located on the 2nd floor and you have to climb stairs.

"You run like a devil," said Dewa who was almost left behind.

Starla was just silent as she entered her class, which was deserted because the clock had gone home

three hours ago.

Dewa entered, and sat waiting while Starla looked for her bag.

"After all, how come I don't have my bag?" Starla muttered when she saw that none of her bags were

on the table.

"Ilang times," said the god.

"Wa, help look for it, please. Let us hurry home!"

"No," said Dewa.

"De-aw!" Starla could feel her whole body ache because she accidentally tripped over.

The god saw Starla's body which was slammed hard enough to the floor. The boy moved from his

position, approached the girl.

"What's wrong with you?" asked Dewa, surprised. The boy is crouching.

"Fall, you idiot! Just ask!" Annoyed Starla.

The god chuckled softly. Then stretched out his hand. "Wake up."

Starla took the hand, was about to try to stand up but she winced and sat down again. "My leg hurts."

Dewa looked at Starla's feet. The boy then tried to straighten it slowly, but Starla continued to grimace.

"It hurts, ouch! A little tenderness, please!"

"Can you stop being angry?" rebuked Dewa with his sharp eyes staring at Starla. Make the girl shut up.

Dewa returned to straightening Starla's legs slowly. He grabbed Starla's knee, the girl held her grimace

and seemed to want to scream again.

"I guarantee it will hurt if you scream," threatened Dewa. Starla finally gave up.

The boy took off Starla's shoes, began to make circular movements. For whatever reason, what is clear

is that Starla is enduring excruciating pain right now in her ankle.

Dewa's activities stopped, when the door to Starla's classroom closed loudly and a key was heard.

Dewa and Starla looked at each other, then Dewa immediately ran towards the door.

"Damn, it's locked!" said the god. "Hey, open it!"

Dewa pulled, screamed until they were banging on the door. But it's useless, nothing comes back. The

boy finally came to Starla.

"We are locked up," said Dewa.

"Hah?" Starla was surprised, "Wa, it's not funny. You're lying, right?"

"I'm serious, Starla."

"Then what do you do?" said Starla, looking a little panicked.

"Think about it later," Starla didn't realize that Dewa was back on her ankle.

"Later gi-AWW!" The girl screamed as the god pulled her leg hard. "Are you crazy? It hurts!"

"Try to feel your feet now."

Starla was silent, the girl began to feel her legs. Incredibly, the pain is lessened!

"You have the talent to be a massage therapist, Wa," commented Starla.

The god shook his head. The boy reached for the flat object that he had kept in his jacket pocket, about

to call his friends so they could help Dewa out of here.

"Shit, my cellphone died," cursed Dewa.

"Well ... my cellphone is also dead, Wa. Chargers are in the bag, I haven't found my bag yet," said

Starla.

God is silent. The boy stood up, looked around. It was getting dark, and he had not found a way to get

out. Window? Tightly locked, permanent window that can't be opened. Does a god have to destroy the

door?

"There's no light switch here?" asked Dewa.

"There, near the door," Starla said. Dewa then walked towards the door and turned on the light. The

atmosphere is quite more calming when the lights are on.

"We have to find my bag, so we can charge the cellphone and get out of here," said Starla.

Inevitably, finally Dewa helped Starla find her bag. Almost half an hour looking through the class, but

could not find anything.

Starla seated herself next to Dewa. "Tired, my leg hurts."

"Are you not looking for your parents?" asked the god, remembering t Starla is a girl. Usually, parents

are more protective of girls. Dewa judged that from his female cousins, they were more protective.

"Sure, that's it. Mama's scolded me and my brother, here," said Starla.

Dewa almost laughed but he endured. Even thugs like Starla still get angry with their mother?

"Really!" Starla immediately jumped from her seat, "this is my bag!" exclaimed Starla when she saw a

little part of the bag. It was stored in a drawer.

"Good, hunt your cellphone charger," said Dewa.

Starla nodded, the girl took out her charger. Just when he was about to take a step, the room suddenly

turned dark.

"God!" shouted Starla.

"Yes, what? I'm behind you," said Dewa.

Unexpectedly, the boy's body was hit hard by Starla who suddenly hugged him tightly. The god could

feel Starla's body currently shaking violently.

"Eh, what's wrong with you?" asked Dewa, confused.

"Gu-I have a dark phobia!"

God fell silent again. A girl like Starla is afraid of the dark? Almost a day with that girl made Dewa seem

like they had found the 'real' Starla.

The gods didn't know what to do, Starla hugged God very strongly. Her body trembled, the girl was

really scared.

"I'm afraid, Wa ...," said Starla with her voice starting to weaken. Wait ... this girl?

"Are you crying?" asked Dewa. And all he got was a sob.

Gods are increasingly confused about this situation. How do you calm a girl who is scared?

"Starla ..., calm down. I'm here, you are safe with me," said Dewa. Without thinking, without planning.

His hand went up, to gently stroke Starla's back, and stroke her hair. Provides serenity.

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