Scelus

Chapter 12: Bab 11

"Because the deadliest enemy, is FRIENDS."

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"You're great if you can make me regret it," said Starla while pulling her lips. Displays a distinctive smile

that is annoying to see.

"Second task, buy food boss. Hungry." The girl again pointed to the canteen that sells meatballs behind

her, "Chicken noodles and meatballs, use your money first. I don't think I'll change it, you have a lot of

money."

Natasya and Larissa who are behind Starla can only look at them and shake their heads at the

behavior of their friends. Indeed, the name Starla Sherena Alsca is never afraid of anything. Until the

gods did not move.

"You have legs, use it." The god stared at Starla sharply.

"Do not want." Starla folded her arms across her chest and shook her head.

Unexpectedly, the Gods advanced toward Starla. Stomping hard on the girl's feet, making Starla

scream out in pain.

"Crazy, huh ?!" Starla annoyed while holding her feet that had just been stepped on by Dewa.

"Well, because your leg hurts now, I'll go buy food." Dewa immediately stepped into the canteen that

sells meatballs, followed by Arjuna behind him.

Starla stared at Dewa's departure while swearing all the vows. It's true, this guy has no humanity. Did

he think Starla's leg was an elephant's leg? For a moment, just step on it.

"One to the same," murmured Dewa, tugging the knot.

***

The bell for the whole lesson for the day ended has been rung, a miracle when Dewa and his friends

did not come home before the bell rang.

They are in the cafeteria, and prepare to head to the parking lot. Along the road leading to the parking

lot, it is not uncommon for many students to leave the path of Dewa and their friends.

Yes, it's better to step aside than to have to meet a god. Because sometimes, the guy can attract

anyone to be the 'victim'.

Arriving at the parking lot, Dewa's sharp eyes stared at something strange on his motorbike. That is,

there is no helmet on his jacket, which he always puts there.

The boy walked over, his forehead frowned and it was enough to provoke him. Dewa turned around,

looking for the whereabouts of his helmet but never found a bright spot.

"Napa, Wa?" Tama chirped when he realized something was wrong with God's expression. And it

caught the attention of other EAGLE kids.

"My helmet," said the god without turning his head. His eyes were busy glancing at other araj looking

for the whereabouts of his helmet.

"Hey, lost?" Tama, who was ready to start the engine, now got down and approached Dewa.

"I was dying to steal Dewa's helmet," said Bagus.

"Yes, which helmet does anyone like, really. Only Dewa has a design like that, if you find it, auto beat,"

said Reonaldo.

"There are only two possibilities for people who dare to take Dewa's helmet," said Arjuna.

"What is it?" Tama turned to Arjuna.

"The first one, that person is crazy. The second, he is equal to a god."

"I know!" Tama exclaimed as she snapped her fingers, "crazy, big guts are girls too."

"Who is it?" asked Indra.

"The equivalent of a god, right?" said Tama, "who else, must be one IPS child. The Dewi!"

"How come Dewi? Equivalent to where do you come from, nerds," said Bagus, surprised.

"Yes everywhere who are equal to Gods, Goddesses. If it's Queen, it's equal to the King. Isn't that

right?" said Tama who got a hard smack from Indra.

"You are so natural, what is it, Tam?" Indra shook his head.

"It hurts, damn it!" Tama annoyed, "I'm getting stupid every day because you stick my head off!"

"So that the blood clots in your brain run out, so you can be a little sane!"

"Eh, babu! Yok, go home!" The voice made Dewa and his friends turn their heads. Belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

Starla is already standing behind Dewa's motorbike wearing a black leather jacket, similar to EAGLE's

only without the emblem on the back. The girl's short skirt had also been replaced with long black

pants.

And the most surprising thing, Starla was carrying two helmets. Hers, and belongs to ...

"My helmet!"

God.

"Et-" Starla immediately got on Dewa's motorbike, "now, take it," he said, placing the black object on

top of Dewa's motorbike tank.

"Down!" God's Commandment. He really doesn't like anyone sitting on his motorcycle. God never even

asked Sheril to sit on his pillion.

"Third job, send the boss home."

"Mba Bintang, it's better for Tama's brother to go home," said Tama.

Starla turned her head, then shook her head. "I don't want to, your motorbike is blue. I don't like it."

"Kudu is painted the color of the item so that it is like a god?"

"Heh Dewa, hurry!" Annoyed Starla.

"Just wait, Wa. Get off on the street or go speeding, so that the girl deters," whispered Bagus.

Dewa rolled his eyes lazily, then walked towards his vehicle. And that, again made Starla pull her smile.

Dewa's motorbike sped across the streets of Jakarta that afternoon. He spurred his vehicle as fast as

possible, so it was not uncommon for several drivers another swore at being nearly hit by a god.

However, all of that was ignored by the boy. He deliberately spurred his motorbike as fast as the wind

to make the girl behind him afraid.

"Watch out for missing my house!" Starla shouted, God heard it faintly. Indeed, this girl's guts could not

be doubted.

While all the girls would scold if they rode at high speed until they wanted to take her to heaven, Starla

could calm down without protest. Instead, enjoy.

Dewa's big motorbike finally stopped right at the stately, all-white themed modern house page. Starla

comes down from Dewa's pillion in her never-relaxed style.

The god watched the house in silence. As if there was something, but he didn't know how he felt.

"If all of a sudden I ask to buy food in the middle of the night, remember my house well," said Starla.

The god shook his head, without a word he returned to the big black object that disappeared from in

front of Starla.

"Hey, people," snorted Starla. Then he entered his house.

Just as Starla opened the bedroom door, Bi Ijah's voice brought her activities to a halt.

"Non, someone outside is looking for ..." said Bi Ijah.

"Who?"

"Boy, non. Use a large motorbike with the color of the item," replied Bi Ijah.

Starla frowned. The girl walked back down the stairs, her mind wandering. Could it be a god?

However, all those thoughts were wrong ...

"Arjuna?"

To be continued