DALLAS
CHAPTRE 13

Dara compressed the bruise on my face slowly, and I lay down on the sofa. At that time I was a little calm because Dara did not ask who beat me. Because I don't want to slander street thugs anymore that I never even met.

I saw the clock was at 11 p.m.

"After this I'll go straight home." Dara Seru.

"No. It's late, danger if you go out, and tomorrow's Saturday school day off." I muttered with my eyes closed.

"What do you mean Dallas?"

"I mean... " I wasn't done talking, I opened my eyes and pulled Dara so she would lie down on the sofa with me.

"My masud will be home tomorrow. Today you're staying at my house."

I lay down on the sofa while tightly hugging Dara who was beside me. And it didn't feel like all night Dara and I fell asleep on the couch together.

"Omoooo!"

The sound of screaming woke me and Dara who was sleeping soundly on the sofa. When we woke up and opened our eyes, the morning had arrived and the one who was shouting was Yasmin.

"W-what are you doing?" Yasmin asked stammering.

"Y-yasmin k-we didn't do anything, last night we fell asleep here." My answer was nervous

"Yes Yas we didn't do anything." Connect the same nervous Dara.

"Hey. I trust you guys, but I don't know why Dallas is that hot so he hugs you so tightly."

"What did you say? I'm a pervert, here I'll beat you up!" I ran after Yasmin who ran out of my house.

After chasing Yasmin, I returned home. Since it was a Sunday that Bi Munah did not come to the house, I had already decided to him that Sunday Bi Munah does not need to go home.

"Dallas, I have to go home, my mom must be looking for me." Dara said while wearing her bag, in a still awkward atmosphere.

"Well, Dara, thank you for last night."

****

For some reason Monday is the day that makes me lazy to go to school. When I was about to wake up in the morning on Monday, it felt like my comfortable bed would not allow me to get up.

But it was different when my phone vibrated

and get a call from a girl I love, no matter what day I wake up in the morning to answer her call.

"Hello Dara." I answered in a voice that was still a little sleepy.

"Dallas, did you just wake up? Quickly go to the bath, you have to go to school, today is Monday so you have to go to school early." Oceh Dara was on the phone with a distinctive voice that she had, soft and low-pitched.

Instantly my morning was really bright and the spirit to go to school.

Upon my arrival at school I saw the students gathered in front of Mading.

"What's this?"  then I saw Dara also in front of Mading, as I walked one step ahead to approach her.

Suddenly Dara turned around first and looked at me with a surprised look.

I smiled at her, and walked over to her but Dara instead went and threw away her face at me.

"Dallas! It's so cool Las!"

"Yes I became fascinated by him, school prima donna and MMA fighter anyway."

Speak to the students around me. When I heard the name MMA, I realized why Dara was angry with me.

I ran towards the mading to see if there was anything related to me there. When I saw it, it was clear that some of my pictures were fighting in that illegal ring without a t-shirt.

"Who did this?" Askiniku.

At that moment I was really angry I took one of the photos plastered on the Mading, and immediately ran to the principal's room to see Mr. Harris.

When I got to Mr. Harris's room, I was immediately angry with him. And showed me that picture in front of her eyes.

"Sir! Lookie! Who did this? Father says. The illegal fight was private and there were no cameras! But what is this?! If it wasn't the father, who would have done this and stuck it in the school!" I was angry with wide eyes.

"What's this?! Why are you accusing me. I'm not going to do this Dallas. Because I was also involved in that illegal MMA match. How do I do that?"

Yes, at that time I was immediately convinced by the words of Mr. Harris. Where might Mr Harris do that is because Mr Harris was also involved in his illegal MMA match. My curiosity for Mr. Harris faded away.

When I came out of Mr. Harris's room, I met Yasmin and Nayyala.

"Dallas, we saw Dara go up to the roof of the school. Even when I greeted her she did not answer at all and Dara's gaze was completely blank. What's wrong with her?" Ask Yasmin.

Then I ran to the roof of the school to meet Dara, when I opened the roof door, True Dara was there but I heard Dara getting a call in from who it was.

I listened from behind, but Dara said nothing. Dara only listened to the voice of the person speaking on her phone. When Dara turned off her phone, I approached her.

Tare...

Dara turned her body with a blank look at me.

"Because I'm sorry. I can explain everything to you. But then when I'm ready, give me some time." I said in front of him.

But Dara kept giving me blank looks.

"Dallas's. Are you also fighting Jonathan to get me? You two bet and fight in the ring and I'm the betting material. It was me, I thought you loved me sincerely but it turned out that I was just a gift to you, because you had defeated Jonathan in the ring. Yeah, I'm just a gift from your fight."

I was really surprised to hear Dara. Who told him that, if Jonathan had told Dara all this, Jonathan would have broken his promise. Besides, why would I have to promise Jonathan that he wouldn't tell Dara about this.

"Dallas lo bego! Why do you make an agreement all the same Jonathan!" Oceh my mind is angry.

"Let me explain it one by one okay." I said again as I approached her. But Dara took a step back from me.

"Dallas's. It doesn't matter to me, I'm happy because apart from Jonathan and I know Jonathan made the bet. I just don't like the way you got me. You know, it hurts a lot."

"Are you angry with me?"

"I'm not angry, but I want us to end this relationship."

"wait. Why Dara?"

"I'm not mad at you. But I don't like Dallas, a boxer, you know I hate fighting in the ring. It scares me, I'm afraid of losing. Oh yeah, it must be all that bruising on your face, not that thug. But because of the fight in the ring? I just started trusting you but you broke my trust. We better end it."