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UNFORGIVEN BOY (ENG)

My encounter with him was a blessing because he showed me another side of this world that I have not seen before. Our acquaintance was a joyful one because he transformed me into a flawless girl despite having a number of imperfections myself. I was, by no means, a quintessential girl. I was an eyesore to everyone. Even so, had I been able to turn back the hands of time, I would prevent our existence from being known to each other. There were so many things that I have lost because of him. He was a boy that would always be in my memory. I would never bury my hatchet.

PrincesAuntum · Urban
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179 Chs

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"You've had a lot of beautiful girls, haven't you? So why did you shoot me? Forcing me to be one of your girls. I'm not pretty, and I'm not rich like them either. So, can you let me go? Your intention is only to take revenge because you are angry. I will report you to the police. First, I'm sorry. Second, I accept any punishment from you, as long as you let me go. I'm tired of having a relationship like this, Rick. This isn't dating."

"I don't want to..." Ricky stood up. Step closer to me. My hand that was packing the book was pulled by him. He pushed me against the wall then covered me with both hands. "Now, later, and forever. You are mine, understand?" he whispered right in my ear.

His face is now so close to mine. So to the point, his sharp nose stuck sweetly to my nose. I have no idea what he will do. To be clear, right now, I feel insecure.

"I love you, Nilam."

PLAKK!!!

"Don't try to stick your dirty lips to mine! I don't want the viruses and germs from the lips of the girls you've kissed to spread to me! I don't want the nicotine from your cigarettes to get into my mouth! you, Ricky!"

I immediately ran away from the infirmary. I am leaving Ricky, who was still standing there holding his cheek. I'm not that stupid. I'm not Salma, Alya, Sesil, and the others. Who would give up everything after hearing such lowly words? I'm Nilam Cahya, who a jerk like her can't fool.

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Today the school is busy again with a class meeting. Moreover, the Harapan Bangsa student welcomed the invitation I sent there a few days ago. Even so, the teachers have to tighten their supervision because they always make a fuss in almost every match. Thanks, in the end. The organizers can arrest them maybe because the leader of the Harapan Bangsa gang wasn't here. I mean, even a guy named Alex is Andrew. Because apart from those two horrible guys. All the appearances of the Harapan Bangsa children are like those of Pelita Mulya's students.

Except for that one guy. He always chooses to sit alone and always refuses when some girls want to sit near him. Yes, the red-haired boy. All I know is that his name is Arya, Arya Saputra.

I look on the other side of this midfield. This one on the right side of the field is used as a soccer field, and the other side becomes a basketball court. So, I can see Ricky and his friends are busy watching a basketball game. By the way, he doesn't smoke. Usually, at times like this, he would use it to smoke. I'm sure she was afraid of Mrs Marita's bluff at that time. That's why he didn't dare to smoke at this time. But what's my business?

"Hey, feather duster!" I turned. Arya is already sitting beside me. It feels weird. There he is here, I mean. He's sitting next to me right now.

"H...hey," I answered stiffly. At the same time, I was shifting my sitting position away from him. Currently, I am sitting at the front of the class. To be precise, under the mango tree in front of my class.

"I was looking for you yesterday."

"Oh...."

"Nilam."

"Hmmm."

"You're funny. Why are you standing here all alone?"

I should have said that. Why did he approach me? Not that he turned down the girls' offers to sit down. But what about me?

"I ---"

"I know, you must be daydreaming why you don't have a boyfriend, right?"

Knowledgeably...

"Not me ---"

"Don't worry, Lam..." he said. He was pretending to be familiar while patting my shoulder. He smiled, and honestly, his smile was sweet. "Even though the boys in this World reject you. I, Arya... will be the only guy who will accept you."

"No, thanks." refuse me. It's enough for me to have a relationship with a model guy like this. Because I know, all the handsome boys, assholes. If good-looking guys aren't assholes, most of them are short-lived—otherwise, the latter option. Indeed the one who finds a guy like that is the luckiest girl in the World.

"My patchouli----"

"Hey, handsome but crazy guy! Could you stay away from my best friend? I will never approve of my friend being approached by Harapan Bangsa students! You understand!"

Luckily there was Lala. She immediately pulled me to leave the place. If she weren't there, for sure, I would die there. Death is not accurate. But I was dying of fear because it became the center of attention of the students. I've been attracting quite a bit of attention lately because of my troubles with Ricky. I don't want to draw any more attention. That's enough.

"Isn't it time for you to appear, La?" Lala stomped her feet. She looked at me with that sharp gaze. A look that seemed to say; now is not the time to play around.

"You don't know that today Ricky and his friends want to attack Harapan Bangsa students?"

What do I care? It's none of my business...

"Never mind. That's his business."