He's Not The Best
29. Who's He Who

She Who?

“Who are you?” Hansya asked, while pulling his hand from the grip of the man who was not aware of where he had come from, knowing that it was blocking his movement, when he was about to slap Winsi's cheek.

“I'm Her Brother! Why?” Erlan's voice grunted and glanced at Winsi with her face wrinkled. Making sure the girl he thought was weak was okay.

As Hansya and his friends are stunned by what they see, a charming-looking boy wearing a favorite private high school uniform in town, claims to be Winsi's brother. Unbelievable, is this possible?

Their appearance is much different. Winsi seemed to be born from a mediocre family, since the first day of school always come and go home just by using the services of angkot, his bag and shoes were impressed cheap and shabby.

While the man had just got off the luxury car of the same famous brand as Hansya's, it was just a different class and series.

How could they be brothers? Maybe the world will laugh if it's true. It was possible that Winsi was the younger brother that the man picked up from the streets.

“So, you made him drenched yesterday?” erlan asked, pointing to Winsi making all the children wonder, how could he know when, they were sure no one else was looking?

Hansya, who was standing between them, turned to one side of the school building, where there was a pedestal and a surveillance camera there.

‘What does this kid know from that CCTV? Actually, who is he? How could they be brothers, he was handsome, while Winsi? CK!’ his mind while throbbing glanced to the side where Winsi was.

“If yes, why?” sahut Hansia.

“Terus, you are also making because of the foot of people but do not want responsibility, but instead blame others? Right so?” erlan asked again, this time successfully made Winsi gaped but, immediately covered her mouth with both palms.

Ah .. If only Fika existed, and the direction of their house was not opposite, of course he could now be together and see the defense of others on him.

“What is your business? You don't go to school here anyway. Why do you take care of him? Know, no? He has been suspended for three days!”

“But, he's not wrong, right?”

“Indeed, he didn't break my hand, but he made my hand swollen, you know?”

“That, right, because it's your own fault, slap him!”

“He should have deserved to be slapped. He was not polite to me. His friend also, through do not excuse me first.”

“So it's all because of you, lest the idea of suspension also from you?”

“Yes, all the teachers here are idiots, so they obey me.” After saying so, Hansya laughed out loud, while his friends kept quiet and wished them well.

What Hansya said was shameful, to those who still had common sense. Friends they raise, like children who never get an education.

In fact, when looking at the attitude of the woman, it seems necessary to question the extent of the success of educators to apply moral teachings to their students?

The number of brawls, promiscuity, the rise of oplosan liquor, or drugs that infiltrate almost every young person, as if to deny that moral teachings and manners uphold the dignity of self and family as if lost.

After Hansya's words stopped, Erlan shouted at someone. “Dad!” then, Hasnu appeared from behind the tree where Winsi was sheltering earlier.

“Daddy records everything?” erlan asked as she stepped closer to the man.

“Already,” replied Hasnu while nodding respectfully at Erlan and Provinsi, making the girl feel awkward.

Such was Hansya, feeling high in heart just because he was the son of an influential official in the field of education. His existence is very appreciated by teachers, besides that he is also smart so that the Teachers love him. However, the affection of the educators was misinterpreted in such a way that he became arrogant.

“What do you do?” Hansya said frantically, to be honest he was just bluffing but, not expecting that, Erlan did such a thing to the extent of it to him.

“I will use this recording to prove that Wiwin is not wrong! So, he doesn't care about the suspension.” Erlan said as she grabbed Winsi's hand and pulled her into the car. They left behind a crowd of girls who, still dumbfounded by their plan to humiliate Winsi instead turned to slap their own faces.

“Lease! You don't have to do all this for me, Lan!” Winsi said as she brushed her hand from Erlan's grasp but, the boy did not hear and continued to invite her in.

“Come quickly we go home ...” Erlan said gently.

“Win!” shouted a voice as Winsi almost stunned her body into the back passenger seat of the black BMW car. At once Winsi turned his head and saw Meri who was walking closer towards him.

“Meri?” Winsi also shouted, while moving closer to Meri then, they embraced.

“Kok, you can come here, si?” asked Winsi with a smile and patted his best friend's shoulder.

“Oh, I happened to be through here, just now. All home.” Meri said as she glanced at Erlan who was still standing at the open car door and waiting for Winsi.

Meri is suspicious of Erlan, who wants to meet Winsi. When he came home earlier, he accidentally heard the man ordered his driver to stop by at Junior High School where Winsi continued her education. He wanted to know what Erlan would do to his best friend.

From across the street, Meri saw everything clearly until she guessed that something had happened between Winsi and Erlan. It was then that he regretted why he chose to attend the same Foundation with the aim of wanting to approach Erlan. However, in fact, from the first day of school he had never met her.

He felt strange when he heard and saw what happened, Erlan seemed to come with the intention of being a hero to Winsi. He accidentally shows up to prevent his friend from being able to sit in the car with the man he likes.

“You want to go home now, right?” tanya Winsi was so happy to meet Meri, because they had rarely met since they went to different schools.

“Ya.” Meri answered enthusiastically and held onto Winsi's hand as it passed from the place.

“Hai! Buluk Child!” Erlan cried out when she realized that Winsi would be leaving immediately with the Meri.

Hearing Erlan's words, Meri laughed stifledly, making Winsi pout. He then approached Erlan.

“Lan, do not call me by that name, please ...” whine Winsi in a low voice so that Meri does not hear him plead.

While Meri held her laughter stronger, she heard the name so clearly that she breathed a sigh of relief because it turned out that the relationship between Erlan and her best friend was not as a lover.

“Come, login! Someone wants me to talk to you!” Erlan replied while pushing Winsi's body back into the car.

“Eeh... Wait for. How's Meri?” asked Winsi while waving a hand for Meri to approach.

“Ya already, take there!” Erlan said with a forced look.

They finally got into the car with three of them. Erlan sat with Winsi in the back seat, while Meri sat next to Hasnu in the front. Of course Erlan arranged their sitting position. Meri and Winsi could do nothing.

“Lan, what do you want to say?” ask Winsi, when the car has started to run.

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