He's Not The Best
24. New Students

New Students

Simultaneously the two women who were still enjoying breakfast also turned their heads, to the source of the voice, while furrowing their eyebrows respectively. Looking towards Nira.

The young girl stood up while folding both her hands in front of her chest. His eyes looked at Winsi and Runa filled with hostility.

“Do you say you want to get out of here? Don't expect it!” he said ketus later, throbbing.

“Why can't, want to go or not it's none of your business, yes!”

“Kata Mas Basri you are very useful, you are good, always accept even if only given a little money but, can bear the cost, family. Especially if it's you and this kid, I don't have to work alone. So Mas Basri doesn't have to bother!”

Hearing Nira's words suddenly Runa's heart was beating so fast, not believing Basri considered and judged it as it seemed, even the tightness and pain became more and more so in the chest, he said, it was as if his heart was being sliced apart with an extremely sharp blade. His breath was stuck in his throat.

“Who said so, don't make it up ... Remember that! you're just a foster sister, just hitchhiking here!” snapped Runa while standing up and pulled her chair to the side violently.

“Hah! Hitchhiking? Don't you just ride here?” Nira asked back.

“But I'm his wife! You who? Still a kid too!” Runa said in a loud voice because of the wind.

“I am only a foster sister, but Basri loves me more than you. I am more beautiful, someday I will be able to replace you too! Know?” said Nira while pointing to Runa's face.

“What?” runa asked in disbelief and she tried to refute Nira's words that hurt her heart. Actually this woman was educated in what kind of place though, she was young but, already had such bad thoughts. How does the child who just graduated from school, already planning to take a husband from his legal wife?

“Iya, I could be the second wife of Mas Bas—“ Nira's speech paused because what was heard later was the sound of a loud slap on her cheek.

“Absolutely you? Huh!” runa said after successfully slapping Nira. He looked at the young girl before him with a burning gaze, then, said back. “Thankfully you are accommodated here, should treat me as your own brother, just like you treat Basri.” Then, he chuckled, “ people whose thoughts are bad like this .. how can be appointed as a sister, huh! What sister!”

Nira is smitten by Runa's strong and domineering attitude, unlike Basri's remark that his wife, a woman who is easily controlled. He is obedient, likes to cook good food, but weak can not do anything, a little chatty but, not fierce.

That was how Nira decided to fulfill Basri's offer and, staying at his house. So after making sure about the nature of Runa, he was ready to start college and stay there because, there will be many benefits that can be taken.

But what is happening now is completely unexpected. Even he was slapped before he could take action to oppress a thin woman who seemed weak, naive and helpless.

“Awas you, yes! I told Mas Basri that you're evil!” said Nira as she passed away going towards her room and retrieving her phone.

“Sana, if Mas Basri believes. For over fifteen years we were married, I had never once yelled at her. I thought he wouldn't believe it!” runa shouted while grinning.

While Winsi looked at the two feuding women with many emotions sticking out in her mind. What he saw from his mother was amazing. He smiled a little and realized one thing that every human being can change when depressed by circumstances.

Runa does not want himself to be oppressed carelessly if people who are nobody. Even if her husband believes it, he just has to be quiet and not argue his words, because if he is chatty, it will only add to his anger and uselessness.

However, he had to be strong in front of this shameless woman, for the sake of Provinsi. They can't budge in front of Nira, especially if Basri isn't around!

Sure enough when Nira complained to Basri about what Runa did, through his mobile phone. The man could hardly believe it. He knew very well how Runa's attitude all along to him, the gentle woman and always succumbed it could not be violent let alone slapping the person who was considered a sister by him.

Basri thought that Nira was a sweet, meek and adorable girl so, there was no way anyone else would be rude to her.

At first she assumed that the two women would get along very well and, sure enough, that Runa would not do anything because she had nothing but rely on her husband, and was afraid if Basri was angry.

*****

That is how the days passed in that house, which is now becoming more crowded. Every day the three men were at odds, and there were differences in their washing of clothes, cooking of food, or their deeds and words which were not in line.

Nira's daily activities in addition to traveling with her friends, she spends her time in the room or watching television while enjoying the food she buys herself. Basri gave him enough pocket money, while to eat rice he often participated in enjoying the food made by Runa and Winsi.

While Runa and her daughter, doing activities as usual. They woke up in the morning to work preparing their merchandise, went to sell at the crossroads and, coming home at noon. Now they are more alert because there is someone else in the house. Winsi and Runa combined their savings into one and stored it in a warehouse room among unused items.

It is not uncommon for Runa to be suspicious of Nira's suspicious movements. Because, Nira knew that the mother and child had savings that they would use for the cost of moving from her husband's house. Yes, he knew because he accidentally stole the hearing from the conversation between Runa and Winsi at that time.

Initially Nira thought that Runa's departure would be a loss for him because he could not have a maid, but saw the reality that now exists, Nira changes her mind and she wants the two annoying women to leave the house as soon as possible.

*****

Winsi and her mother did not forbid Nira from eating their food, because the two women knew very well that sharing food is highly recommended in religion. Especially with people close to them. Although Nira's attitude and actions are very disrespectful and annoying but, in terms of food she is never lacking.

“Be careful on the road, yes! Hurry home, because your father also came home today!” nira said without looking towards Winsi, while her lips grinned strangely.

Winsi glanced at Nira at a glance while tying the new shoelaces she bought with Runa yesterday. After she finished, she tidied back the headscarf, shirt and bag she slammed on her left shoulder then, leaving after saying her greetings.

Winsi uniform is still neat when he arrives at school, he uses public transportation services to make it faster, this is the first day of school and he wants to look perfect. When entering the building, he saw some students wearing Muslim clothes like himself, some were not. Of course the children who choose to get knowledge there come from different family backgrounds. They are also classified as smart students because it is proven they can pass the entrance selection to this school.

Hustle and bustle of children milling about in the streets, fields and some places around the school. Hundreds of children gathered on the first day with their cheerful faces. A lot of hope and a better future with more knowledge.

“Hai, Win!” greet Fika, she's one of her elementary school friends. Although, they are not so familiar, Winsi is very grateful because there are known and can be friends again with him. Unlike Meri who chose a school at Bunga Bangsa private Junior High School, the place where Erlan continued her High School.

Winsi turned his head and smiled, seeing Fika who was running small towards him. However, not yet at his side, the little girl fell to the ground.

Seeing the incident with his own eyes, made Winsi sultry. Yes, there was one of the girls who deliberately stuck his legs forward, so that it hit Fika's leg while running and caused him to fall.

Such a sight made Winsi move, her conscience and mind were disturbed and immediately helped Vika rise from where she fell. In an instant they had already attracted the attention of many people. How not, the child who had stuck out his legs laughed out loud, followed by several other friends. They are a gang.

Winsi remembered her mother and herself, too weak in front of their loved ones, but it was precisely that person who hurt her. His own father, persecuted so, he grew up to be a child who was inferior, not confident and reserved. All triggered by feelings of being neglected, not expected, even hated also too often get violent.

Right now, seeing someone being treated like that he felt extremely furious and did not want the same thing to happen to others.

“Fika! Let's wake!” winsi said as she continued to stare at the girl who was still laughing, while one hand held the base of Fika's arm.

“Hah! Look ... he has a helper apparently, Cih!” said the girl after she finished with her laugh.

“Oh, yes to be helped, dong. Time there fell temeninnya just in the wild. You have no feelings!” sahut Winsi while clenching his hands beside his body. He can't wait to try his karate. Going through a lot of training and challenges will never be the same as dueling in a real place.

“Hai. You said I don't have that feeling?” said the boy again, while his other friend cheered behind him by nodding his head.

“I didn't tell you. So, I mean if someone else falls unhelpful, that's called having no feelings, you know?”

“Excited anyway, you don't know yet, who am I?” ask the boy.

“Yes. I'm a new kid, so I don't know who you are yet, but it doesn't matter either.” said Winsi indifferently.

“Heh! She's your upperclassman, you know?” said the boy next to her.

“Oh, so this is my upperclassman? Not that, if you are a big brother, it should be a better example for his class sister, huh?” winsi said with a mocking smile.

“Come, Fika. We'll just go there, someone's sick, right?” asked Winsi while looking at her friend.

Fika shook her head and said, “Already, people like them don't need to be treated you don't know who he is right?”

“What's the reason?” Winsi.

Winsi and Fika were still conversing when suddenly the girl and her friend were surrounding them. Winsi looked around to be alert then, one of them said, “You don't visit yes, same upperclassman, we haven't finished talking! So, don't be pushy you can go so aja.”

“What do you want again?” tanya Winsi calmed down while rolling her eyes lazy.

“You! you should be given a courtesy lesson yes, same class brother is not polite.” Said one of the other kids. Winsi did not expect that at the school there was a group of children who had gangs like in the soap opera world alone.

“Actually Who started first anyway? What do you do to seal the feet of people who walk? You guys are not polite, lack of work!” Winsi said harder. It had been enough to be an oppressed child, until, now he did not want to be oppressed anymore.

“What? So, why do you think I'm less of a job?” said the boy who just grabbed Fika's leg.

“Oh. So you're telling me you're out of work?” Winsi took one step closer to the boy, then ....

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