The Commotion

This feeling of awkwardness made Arslan take the initiative to invite Annisa to have look at the class they were in. They walked while enjoying the atmosphere of the school, and also talked about their personalities. When they arrived near the class they were in, they both heard the commotion that was going on there. Soon Arslan and Annisa headed towards the crowd which was the scene of the commotion. To be excact, the commotion occurred in front of their class.

"So you two don't want to apologize for breaking my bike?" Asked a male student, with a height that is about 160 centimeters tall, and a face that is quite fierce at his age. Arslan knows that person, he is a 3rd grader, he has often made trouble in Arslan's previous life.

Arslan who saw that only sighed softly. "So, this incident has not changed..." murmured Arslan when he saw the incident before his eyes.

Two male students were seen looking down, and seemed afraid of the person in front of them.

"But, we accidentally dropped your bicycle. Also, your bicycle is not damaged, just scratched..". Said one of the 2 students who bowed fearfully.

"Oh! So if my bike only scratches, you don't want to compensate me?"

"Didn't we already give you money for compensation right?"

"Do you think Rp.10.000 is enought? I need Rp.50.000!!! My bicycle is expensive! Not like your old bicycle!"

Arslan and Annisa, who had seen the commotion became restless. Especially Annisa who seemed afraid to see the argument. Arslan who saw Annisa looked down and just stole a little glance at the commotion, trying to calm Annisa.

"Nis, are you okay?"

Anis looked up, looking at Arslan. "It's okay. I just feel uncomfortable.

Arslan, who heard that, only smiled wryly. He did not think that Annisa, who was actually cheerful, had a side of fear because what Arslan thought it was trivial

"You want me to help both of them?". Arslan asked which immediately surprised Annisa.

"You want to help them?No, it's better to stay out of their business. I don't want you to get into trouble with senior because you interfere in their business... "Said Annisa, worried about Arslan's actions. So worried, Annisa held Arslan hand without realizing it.

Arslan could only smile seeing Annisa's behaviour which he thought was adorable. Immediatly he patted Annisa's head slowly, trying to calm her down.

"Nis, just wait here". After rubbing and fuffling Anis's hair a little, Arslan was ready to face the 3 people who were making the commosion. Arslan's Behavior towards Annisa blushed her even more. Her anxiety increased, she didn't want Arslan to get into trouble on the first day of entering junior high school.

"Hey, Senior!". Arslan shouted, shocking the three of them.

The three of them looked at each other, confusing creeping up on them when Arslan walked closer to the three of them.

"What?who are you?" Asked the ferocious senior.

"I'm their classmate, besides the class will start soon isn't it? You makes an unnecesscary commotion here.." Said Arslan emphasize.

"Commotion? Where is the commotion? I just asked them to compesante. And what is this? You want to be a hero in broad daylight?

"Sorry if I bothered you. But as I heard earlier there, haven't they already paid the compensation?"

The fierce guy just smiled sarcastically. "Yes, you're right. And you also heard that their compensation was not enought?". Said the boy who tried to pressure Arslan.

"So, if the pay the rest, you won't continue this debate again?"

"Yes, of course. I'll forget about this problem." He said curtly

The two boys were half shocked to hear Arslan's words. How could he talk casually like that without talking to them first. Plus.. they already don't have money to give to that ferocious senior. But they were just silent without words, not wanting to add more problems that would get them into trouble with the senior.

Arslan reached his pocket, took 4 pieces of Rp.10.000 from his pocket and gave it to the fierce boy.

"Here, take it. And get out of here immediately...". It's made the surrounding students gasp in surprise. For a grade 1 Junior High School student, bringing that amount of money is enought to make them think Arslan is the son of a rich person, even thought he is not. It is the result of Arslan's savings that he collects every Eid al-Fitr when he visits his relatives. Arslan still remembers clearly where he kept his savings at home.

"Wow, there is a rich boy here". The fierce guy immediately grabbed the money Arslan gave, kept it in his breast pocket. " okay this probem is resolved, but...". The ferocious boy went near to arslan until they were only half a meter away at this time. "My name is Deren Aria Sumarja. What's your name?

"Arslan Lay". Arslan answered in a flat tone.

"Good, it looks like you have the guts. Meet me after school in the field behind this school, Arslan" Said the ferocious guy named Deren. He left laughing happily, that it seemed like he was going to have a new toy.

Arslan just stared at Deren who walked away without paying attention to the disgusted looks of all the 1st graders who saw Deren at that time. Deren did not know that Arslan also smiles slyly as if he was going to hit the jacpot today.