The Skin Of An Onion

"Or rather, Rara is my cousin." The lower jaws of Laskar and Jeri then opened very deeply when they heard what Irza said. 

"You're not joking, Za!" Jeri rebuked without thinking first.

Before answering Jeri's question, it took Irza a little time to just sigh that sounded heavy and also seemed to have a frustrated sigh that accompanies it.

"Does what I just said sound worthy of a joke?" Laskar and Jeri then fell silent when they heard what the crown prince of the company engaged in advertising in Indonesia was asking. There was no blemish of lying that the two men could catch at this time. 

"How come?" Maybe it is a very simple question to ask, but to be answered by Irza Adisankara Rianto must go through a very long process.

"Let's take this to Rara's class first!" Feeling that they have no other choice, Jeri and Laskar finally choose to follow the rules of the game that have been applied by Irza.

The simple principle is that it is better to wait than to die of curiosity because of a puzzle that neither of them can solve alone. Now the three leaders of the Oscar Gang are taking their steps towards the class of Rara, the woman who has indirectly become the queen in the hearts of the current chairman of the Oscar Gang, who until now has not shown the bridge of her nose, who else if not Raka Yudha Juliardo.

"Ana!" called Irza to one of the students who were in two grades in Rara's class. Hearing someone calling her name, the girl who had thick eyes narrowed her eyes and looked at the three men in front of her classroom door. 

Ana would be lying if she admitted that she didn't recognize the Oscar Gang frontman, because in reality only girls who have sexual perversions are not fascinated by the charms of the Oscar Gang frontmen. And it is definitely also felt by Berliana Aldita. 

"You call me?" Ana asked Irza. Actually, Ana's coldness was only aimed at Irza and Laskar, but if she was with Jeri then it could still be discussed.

"Whoa! Jeri!" Ana screamed in front of her classroom door when she saw the existence of a boy who was able to turn the whole world of a beautiful girl, but I have a geek label attached to him. Irza and also the Laskar who were so close from Ana seemed compact to cover their ears because of Ana's shrill voice.

While those who called for his name looked ordinary as if there was nothing great around him.

"Noisy!" Jeri cursed when she heard what Ana said a moment ago. Hearing the curse given by Jeri to her, Ana could only purse her lips.

"I miss Jeri," Ana squeaked, bowing her head. Even to just stare at Jeri's two thick eyes, Ana doesn't have enough courage.

Irza can only sigh very roughly, the purpose of her being here is not to hear nor see the petty romance drama that is being played by Jeri and Ana. Irza gently massaged the bridge of her nose because she felt dizzy with the two partners who would end up being sweet or tragic.

"Can the Romeo and Juliet drama be postponed? Just a moment!" Irza asked by looking at Jeri and Ana alternately, the gaze he gave them both looked very sharp and filled with intimidation.

Hearing the bluff they both got from Irza, the fighter commander owned by the most respected motorcycle gang in SMA Nusantara Bakti.

"This." Ana's forehead then frowned when she saw what Irza had given her. Ana knows that it is a sick letter, but the big question in the girl with very round eyes is who is the master of the letter that Irza is proffering to her.

"Whose is this?" asked Ana in the end who couldn't understand what the man who had a nose height above the average on this earth was talking about.

"Aurora Bilqis Paramitha." Ana doesn't want to believe what Irza just said, but unfortunately all that radiates there is honesty without a ray of false light. 

"Rara what hurts?" Ana knows that Irza is the most anti-wasting of time, so as much as possible Ana will not repeat the same question as before.

"The tightness recurs, Na." Ana only moved her head up and down when she got an answer from Irza. Ana also knew about the hot news that shocked the entire Nusantara Bakti High School.

Irza, Jeri, and also the Laskars already felt that Irza, Jeri, and also the Laskars had felt that from the beginning the stares given by the entire Nusantara Bakti High School were different from the ones they always received before.

"I'm sorry for what's happening to your gang right now. I know how—"

"What do you know about our gang?" Jeri then cut off what Ana was about to say. Hearing what Jeri said, Ana fell silent again while looking down.

The courage he had disappeared like being swallowed by the earth. To just gulp his saliva, Ana seemed to have a hard time doing it.

"Sorry!" That was all Ana could say when she heard what Ana said because she felt uncomfortable with what Jeri had just said. 

"Za... I received Rara's sick letter, didn't I?" Irza who feels bad for Ana can't do much, she just understands.

Irza's eyes couldn't take their eyes off of Ana's irises, which always looked clear. Even without further explanation, he knew that Ana was currently feeling a bloodless pain because Jeri's voice had risen an octave earlier. Ana, who seemed sensitive to Irza's feelings at this time, could only nod while smiling a thread-thin smile that she had. 

"I'm fine," Ana assured Irza, but unfortunately that's not what Irza can feel right now. Irza is a person who is too sensitive for Ana to trick. But in this case, Irza realized that she was a person who should not exceed her limits.

Ana has the right to have privacy and Irza is the party who is obliged to keep it from going beyond her limits.

"Come on, come on!" The soldiers, who could already catch a very tense aura in this place, then interrupted his two friends to leave class XI IPA 4. Ana then went back into her class when the three men who had approached her were no longer reachable by her two eyes. . 

"Jer, you shouldn't be too much with Ana." It was a slur that came from the two luscious lips of Laskar, the frontman of the Oscar Gang who incidentally is the wisest person and the most able to remain calm even in critical situations. Jeri then brought his two eyes towards the current Laskar, given a sharp glare even though the Laskar didn't seem afraid at all, because what he said was indeed the truth.

What Jeri did to Ana earlier was beyond her normal limits. Unfortunately what was said by Laskar was only considered as wind and then by Jeri, entered the right ear out the left ear.

"Jer ... be careful to love and hate only as thin as the skin of an onion." The babble after chatter uttered by Laskar was not able to intimidate Jericho Naufal Gunadi.

To Be Continued ….