"Huh, what a pretty girl!" Gisel snapped while pushing Dinda's body until it hit the wall.
Gisel was deliberately waiting for Dinda to go to the bathroom. Because until then, she would never be willing if Nathan, the king of the school, the red pillar belonged to one person, and that was Dinda.
"Never be Nathan's weakness. You understand!" Gisel said. She is putting her index finger on Dinda's forehead.
While Dinda was silent, she didn't want to do anything in return. What she couldn't understand was why did Gisel get so angry? Shouldn't it be good if Nathan was no longer a jerk?
"You don't have to be big-headed, Din. Do you think Nathan is good, or are you sincere? Do you think he is nice to you?" repeated Gisel. She smiled sarcastically as she crossed her arms. "You're wrong, Din. Nathan isn't as good as you think, especially if Nathan likes you. Be aware. Look in the mirror! Gisel hit Dinda's shoulder, and she came out.
Meanwhile, Dinda could only be silent for a while in the bathroom. Then she returned to class. She sat in silence after glancing at Gisel, who was already busy with her cellphone. Dinda ignored Selly's questions, still curious about her departure earlier. Dinda is now focused on Nathan, a half-blood guy without gaps. Moreover, in the girls' eyes, Nathan deserved to be mad and even willing to stand in line to be Nathan's girlfriend even though they were toyed with in the end. Nathan's hair, Nathan's eyebrows, Nathan's eyes, Nathan's nose, Nathan's lips, Nathan's face, even Nathan's body were perfect.
"Why are you looking at me? Have a crush?" asked Nathan, who managed to make Dinda's eyes widen with a red blush on both cheeks. She quickly turned her head away because she was embarrassed that Nathan had been staring at her all this time. "I'm beautiful. It's no wonder your eyes are so dazzling that you're mesmerized by my beauty," Nathan was confident.
"Who has a crush on you. big head!" snapped Dinda.
Now, it was Nathan's turn to look at Dinda, getting closer and with a rugged look. Dinda blinked before she pushed her body back.
"Why are you looking at me like that? Have a crush?!" asked Dinda turning Nathan's words back.
The boy seemed to smile lopsidedly. His gaze was increasingly intense looking at Dinda. Then, he pointed himself out.
"Me, have a crush on you?" he said, with a stifled smile that grew even more irritating. "I saw you just wanted to say..." he said, getting closer to Dinda's face until he had to stand up from his chair. "You have a sore... on your nose,"
Dinda immediately covered her face, and who could hear a sudden crisp laugh coming from Nathan's mouth. Dinda's face was red, and her face was staring at Nathan as if filled with revenge.
"The face of the head of the basin!" angry Dinda.
"You fox girl!"
"Oh, Nathan!" excited Dinda.
"What? Do you miss me?" said Nathan.
"I want to throw up."
"What? Want a kiss?"
"Nathan!"
"Nathan, Dinda... shut up!!!"
The two immediately looked forward when Mrs. Ningsih appeared to have been standing in front of the class. While hugging her package books with those thick glasses, she looked fiercely at Nathan and Dinda.
"Can you guys be quiet during your lesson?" she said again.
Both nodded.
The chemistry lesson began. Not a single student dared to speak. No one even dared to cough. Who dares with Mrs. Ningsih? The most notorious teacher in the whole school. She does not discriminate against whose children, from which circles, and educational background. In her eyes, whoever throws a tantrum during her studies, going out and getting an E is a very well-deserved reward.
"I'll have basketball practice for a while, wait for it, then we'll go home together," Nathan wrote in his textbook given to Dinda.
Dinda turned to Nathan, but the boy seemed busy with a full blackboard in front of the class.
"No, I want to go home alone," answered Dinda in writing as well. Reply in Nathan's book, then return it.
"Why? Let me accompany you." Nathan did not accept.
"I have a business meeting. I'll be back first, it's okay," Dinda stubbornly said.
"Why is that? Usually you and me, right?" asked Nathan, without a booking intermediary because he was already very curious about Dinda's refusal this time. "Are you sulking?" guessed it.
Dinda shook her head. "No, Nath. I really need to go to the bookstore, I need some package books for my work. So, I'll go back myself first, okay," said Dinda.
She had to get Nathan's permission to go home. Dinda is confused since when did the regulation last?
"Yes, Dinda ... you can go home first,"
"Well, Mrs. Ningsih won't allow it, Nath," said Dinda excitedly. However, when she realized it, Dinda and Nathan immediately looked up. Mrs. Ningsih seemed to have her arms crossed while glaring at the two of them. "Uh, ma'am..."
"You know what time it is?"
"Chemistry time, ma'am ..." said Dinda timidly. "Sorry, ma'am."
"If you know, why are you guys still busy dating on my watch?" asked Mrs. Ningsih in a cold tone.
"Yes, ma'am... you know, young people. Our love is burning, maybe Mrs. Ningsih, who is still single, how do you understand our feelings," Nathan said, which made Mrs. Ningsih even more confused.
"You know the exit of this room, right?" said Mrs. Ningsih, which managed to surprise Dinda.
"But, Mom... that, Nathan..."
"Go out!"
Dinda could only sigh when she came out at the last hour like this. Yesterday, she had skipped school, and now he was expelled from class. It's not like her. She is a good, obedient student. Scholarship recipient students with the best achievements in their former school. Then, why did she suddenly become this stubborn?
Dinda was surprised when Nathan's hand grabbed hers, pulling her to walk quickly to a place that Dinda did not know. She should have been angry with the boy who was now in front of her. However, Dinda was silent. Follow wherever Nathan stepped.
"Where are you taking me, Nath?"
"Yes," replied Nathan. Then, he stopped just to the left of the classroom corridor. With his arms crossed, he pointed to his class with his chin. "Want to bet, how long will Bu Ningsih last in class?" he said.
Dinda frowned, not understanding Nathan's words. What about Bu Ningsih? The children immensely respect the teacher. What made Mrs. Ningsih not survive in class?
"One, two, Three!"
Dinda turned when Nathan pointed at the classroom door after she finished counting. Mrs. Ningsih's voice was faintly high-pitched. Then, the whole class rushed out of the classroom. Again, Dinda looked at Nathan, and she didn't know what was going on in the boy's brain beside her.