Changing the Destiny of the Main Figure
Chapter 36: The Curse??
Larina grimaced in pain. He immediately tried to take the tip of the broken pen that was stuck in the skin of his neck, he could feel there was fluid coming out of the neck pierced by the pen.
Larina pulled out the tip of the pen and noticed that there was blood on her fingers. Nana chuckled at Larina's reaction.
"Why? Sick huh?" Nana stepped closer towards Larina.
"You're challenging me, aren't you?" Larina asked back.
Nana laughed, though,
"Kasian, big baby is crying."
Larina sighed then she quickly kicked Nana's knee to the side and made Nana lose her balance, she fell to the floor.
With a flat gaze Larina directly stomped on Nana's feet and made Nana squeal in pain. Not stopping there, Larina crouched down then grabbed Nana's fine hair, Nana was in pain and tried to rebel but Larina increasingly pressed Nana's legs using her feet.
"You think I can't do anything rude?" asked Larina with a sharp look.
"Take me off! It hurts!"
Larina draws fresh blood from her back neck using her 2 fingers, then she rubs it on Nana's forehead.
"Suppose this is a curse mark for you. You won't feel confident every time you look in the mirror after seeing this bloodstain on your forehead."
Larina took off Nana's hair, she then stood up.
"It is not easy to underestimate others because you do not know the contents of their heads" said Larina then she stepped out of the class leaving Nana who was still sitting on the floor.
Nana directly beat the floor and continued to curse and curse Larina.
***
"Beauty too," Larina murmured as she felt her rather wide wound.
"His blood keeps coming out, anyway."
***
Arriving at home.
Larina's father happened to have just arrived home when Larina was about to open the door.
"Son" call Larina's father.
Spontaneous Larina turned her head towards the source of the voice
"Eh, Dad. Already home? I didn't hear Dad's motor, haduh."
Larina kissed the back of her father's hand. Larina's father twisted Larina's body and saw blood on her back.
"What's going on?" ask Larina's dad worried.
"Dad just calm down. I gave you hansaplast."
"Say, what happened to you?"
Larina sighed softly then smiled, Larina turned her body back to face her Father.
"It's okay. You must be tired, right? Can I make you a drink?"
"Follow"
"Stttt! I'm fine,"
***
Her night.
After dinner, Larina went to the kitchen to wash the dishes. His father suddenly appeared and stood beside Larina.
"Son, tell Dad what happened to you."
Larina smiled wryly.
"Dad believe not that in this age there are still cases of bullying?"
Larina's father did not answer.
Larina smiled again.
"We can't stay silent. Tell Dad I'll report this to the school. You just change schools."
Larina stopped her activities.
"No." refused Larina.
"Why? It can't be allowed to."
"Because I'm gonna be okay, Dad. Trust me."
"I've come this far," inner Larina.
Eventually Larina managed to convince her father to trust her and agreed that Larina would remain at the school. But Larina's father will still act if Larina gets hurt again.
On the other hand, at Nana's house.
Nana sat on the bed holding her forehead, the sticky feeling of blood still lingering and there was still blood on her forehead.
Larina's words continued to ring in her ears, while biting her lips, Nana got out of bed and stood in front of the mirror. Nana looked at her pantula in the mirror, she gulped and continued to imagine there was still blood on her forehead.
"No, no. I'm beautiful, very pretty. Fuck that Larina!"
"Suppose this is a curse mark for you. You won't feel confident every time you look in the mirror after seeing this bloodstain on your forehead"
"No! I'M PRETTY!" nana shouted, she adjusted her breathing.
Nana touched her forehead then she felt her forehead wet, with her trembling hands rubbing her forehead then saw there was blood on her fingers.
"What's this?"
Nana immediately took a tissue and wiped her forehead, she saw no liquid, the tissue still looked pure white and dry.
Nana then touched her forehead again using her finger, she felt her forehead get wet again, Nana's breathing started to get irregular, her heart racing.
Nana looked at her blood-soaked fingers, she also felt a liquid running through her nose. Nana touched the tip of her nose using her right hand and saw the red liquid. Nana quickly wiped it using the tissue again but the tissue still looked dry and clean.
"What's going on?!" Nana sat on the side of her bed.
"Suppose this is a curse mark for you. You won't feel confident every time you look in the mirror after seeing this bloodstain on your forehead,"
"Aargggh's noisy!" Nana spontaneously covered both ears.
Nana looked down and looked at the floor,
'Tests'
Nana's heart seemed to stop beating seeing a drop of blood dripping from the tip of her nose. With a tremble Nana touched her forehead using her left hand and it really felt wet.
Nana's right hand picked up the tissue and wiped the finger of her bloodied left hand, but when it touched her skin, the blood liquid disappeared and her left hand was clean.
Nana shook her head in fear.
"What happened to me?!"
Nana then raised her head and automatically faced the mirror and saw her reflection in the mirror. Nana felt short of breath when she saw that her forehead had lost its outer skin and that it had flesh.
"Yahoooooooo!!!" cry Nana out loud.
Wush! Nana immediately opened her eyes, her body was bathed in cold sweat, it turned out that it was just a dream. Nana sat down and touched her sweat-soaked forehead, she took a tissue and wiped it and saw her fist wet with sweat.
"Huufft, just a dream." he murmured softly.
"I fell asleep after school" he continued,
He got out of bed and went to the bathroom. After coming out of the bathroom, Nana felt her body suddenly burrowing. His head felt very dizzy and faint.
"Oh, why is this? I was okay."
Nana opened her eyes wide, she remembered her dream. He immediately looked in the mirror and saw that his forehead was fine.
"Thank God!"
Nana goes back to bed, she calls her friends and says she may not be attending school tomorrow because she is not feeling well.
