Chapter -9 Lisa forgives them

"Come on, let's see what happened to them." Larzhy gestured with her hand open, palm up, and walked towards the nursery.

Zhenji and Wazhirio followed back at her.

In the nursery, the doctor put some cotton stuff on her wound and asked her, "Could you lift your hand?"

"Yeah!" Lisa murmured and slowly lifted her right hand while biting her bottom lips out of pain and making a quizzical face. "Ah, it hurts!" she moaned.

Xiye, Kenyan, stark, and Eron, all of their concerned eyes brooded at her hand.

The doctor smiled at her innocence and said, "It's okay, I wrap the bandage on it." She took out the bandage from the drawer.

Then Stark walked away from there. The beauty gang was standing near the doorway.

He frowned at them, a rigid cord forming in his neck as soon as he noticed them.

He cautioned like he was mixed up between concern and anger, "Don't try to hurt her if you do again... " He fixed his eyes on the fire and gave them a terrific stare.

They were all stunned, swallowed saliva, and couldn't normalize their looks after utilizing his glare.

Then he went to the classroom.

After he left, Wazhirio's wide-opening eyes turned to Zhenji. "Oh my, did you look at his eyes?" She asked Zhenji.

Zhenji also had the same panicked face. "Yeah, it's on fire!" She nodded in slow motion.

"Did you hear him?"

"I already said that it's wrong to hurt someone for your benefit," Larzhy dictated.

Zhenji and Wazhirio gazed at her.

Thereafter, Eron came out of the nursery. "Be careful next time," he said with a neutral expression.

They nodded their heads while looking at him and walked naturally toward the classroom.

Furthermore, Kenyans came out of there. He frowned at them. "Don't you know how to hit the ball slowly?" he asked, folding his fingers.

"How do you hit the ball slowly in tennis?" Zhenji mumbled. A scornfully wrinkled nose pulled up the upper corner of the lip.

"Lisa, if it hurts again, you should have to take an x-ray," the doctor warned after dressing the bandage.

"Okay, doctor!" Lisa drawled.

"Now you may go," the doctor said and stood up.

"Thank you, doctor," Xi Ye and Lisa bowed and came out.

Larzhy pushed Zhenji and Wazhirio toward Lisa.

"Sorry, Lisa," Zhenji and Wazhirio pleaded with downward faces.

"It's okay, it's just a game," Lisa dropped his hand and smiled at them.

Wazhirio kept gazing at her. Then, Lisa and Xiye left there.

"She is so sweet," Zhenji praised while glimpsing at her.

"Yes," Wazhirio also nodded her head, gazing at Lisa.

"Yeah, she is so sweet when it comes to girls only," Larzhy mysteriously tones.

"What do you mean?" Wazhirio and Zhenji were questioned.

"Yes, she's not a kind girl when it comes to boys," Larzhy said and smirked, adding strictly, "So, don't hurt her again."

"How do you know that?" Wazhirio asked.

"We were in the same middle school," Larzhy said.

"Do you love Eron?" Wazhirio raised an eyebrow with a focused gaze.

"What?" bulged his eyes, and he frowned at her.

"No, who told you?" Her lips stumbled, she bounced the muscles in her face, and her legs didn't stand straight.

Wazhirio's chin touched the base of the neck, and her pupil went to the corner side, gazing at Zhenji.

"I'm not!" Zhenji raised her unstable eyebrows and gave a darting glance at her wide-eyed face, then she shook her left and right vibrantly.

Larzhy was glaring at her as the hot breath came from her nose.

Zhenji started to run from her.

"Zhenji, stop right there!" Larzhy shouted. She chased after her on the school's porch. "I'm going to kill you!"

While Lisa and Xi Ye were walking along the verandah, the class teacher came toward her.

She was concerned as soon as she noticed her hand. "What happened to your hand?"

"Nothing, I slipped," Lisa equivocated with a slight smile.

"Be careful!"

"The sports competition starts next week," the teacher said.

Zhenji bumped into the teacher at the time. The teacher stumbled across the porch. "What are you doing?" The teacher bawled.

Zhenji, Wazhirio, and Larzhy stopped right there, facing downward.

The teacher wiggled her index finger at them as she cautioned, "You guys also remember to be careful!"

"When will the competition start, teacher?" Xiye asked.

"I don't know about it, but I got permission to practice," the teacher replied.

"You are so sweet, teacher," all of them praised her and hugged her merrily.

"Okay! Okay!" The teacher approached them and smiled.

"I have to inform the sports teacher, bye," the teacher left from there.

The sun started to sneak slowly out of the clouds. The schooling was completed for today.

Lisa took the bag in her right hand. She whined and put the bag on the table immediately.

Xiye turned to her when she heard the sound of her putting the bag on the table. "Are you okay?"

Eron also gazed at her from behind.

"Nothing," Lisa said, taking the bag in her left hand.

Eron grabbed the bag from her and said, "Give it to me, and I'll carry it for you."

Larzhy's eye moved toward him after hearing it.

"It's okay," Lisa grunted with a long face and pulled the bag from him.

"Then I do!" Kenyan snatched the bag, which was swinging between two hands, and ran fast from there with a beaming smile.

"Kenyan!" Lisa shrieked and chased after him instantly.

"Lisa, wait for me!" Xiye also chased after her.

Eron contemplated them without doing anything.

Stark passed him by wearing the bag handsomely, as his hair flipped and shined through the sunlight, and he also kept his hand in a pant pocket.

Then, Eron went behind him.

"What are you looking at?" Wazhirio asked. She waved her palms in front of her face.

"Nothing," Larzhy's glimmers turned toward Wazhirio as she came back to consciousness.

The moon peeked out from the dark sky.

In the stark house, stark was walking here and there on the house, searching for something.

Jesh (the dog) was following behind him wherever his feet reached.

"Mom, did you see my diary anywhere?" Stark asked, stirring the things on the table.

"Do you use the diary?" His mom winced at him and walked closer behind him.

Stark's hand stopped moving, and his eyes went wide, refused to look back at his mom.

"If you had kept it, then check it in the storeroom," his mom said and pulled Jesh (the dog) from him.

After Mom went to her room, stark went towards the storeroom.

"Where did it go?" He muttered as the tensioned muscle on his face tightened.

He threw all things with a puckered forehead. The things hit the wall and fell to the floor.

He bit his bottom lip and folded his wrist like he was going to hit the wall, then sat on the floor with slacked shoulders, and downed eyebrows.

At Lisa's house, her mom put a cup of water on the table while Lisa was doing homework, and she went back to the kitchen.

Half an hour later, Lisa moved her right hand to take the cup after writing. She took the cup and lifted it, but her hand started to tremble.

She can't hold the cup, so it slipped from her hand and broke.

She whined out of pain and dropped her hand in the air; she also couldn't lift her right hand.