BongLeni: A Love Story

CHAPTER IV

BRIEF WARNING: I DO NOT UPHOLD ANY POLITICAL VIEWS AS I WRITE THE STORY. THIS IS FOR ENTERTAINMENT PURPOSES ONLY. DO NOT READ IF FOUND OFFENSIVE. 

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Outside the main building of the school's campus, there, a group of students in a circle, surrounding two other students as they wrestled each other while standing. They grabbed each other's collars then dragging each other power, though this scuffle being a bit too rough, they began to rummage themselves around like two cats on top of a galvanized steel roof. 

"Putangina niyong mga Beta Phi!" (Not a real fraternity)

The scowl of the man's tone as he had disrespected the other's fraternity. 

"Mas putangina ninyong mga Omega Sigma!" ( Again, not a real fraternity) 

The rebuttal of the other, then proceeding to grip upon the man's collar, then grappling its forearm with the other, performing a judo throw upon the man who had disrespected his frat. 

The crowd had cheered as they saw someone be violently thrown onto the asphalt ground, shaking the man's shoulder who did it with idolization. Though, just as before they thought it was over and the last man standing, turning his back to walk off. Miraculously, the other had vaulted his whole body from the ground, to grapple onto his legs. The man was shocked, failing it give off, as they were on the ground from here on, with the man who was dropped a seconds ago was on top of the other's chest area, then bashing his fists onto the man's facial structure. Though, this being in a more technical fighting in ground work, the man being submissified, would thrust his hips forward to the air, as the man on top was caught off guard, then being countered around from here on. The man who did the move would stand up from the ground quickly, before any more grappling was done to him by the other. Both in a pant for air, they stared each other off for a brief moment, before reeling their fists back to aim, as they now ran onto each other. 

All the while this was happening, two other students who were walking beside each other would mind their own business. 

"Don't you think reading too much would make you go insane?", He inquired his friend as they walked on the side of the road. His arms being behind his head as he looked above, admiring the present green leave trees. 

"Don't you think having no hair at all is making you a bit insane?", The other's friend, wittily replied with a rhetorical question about his sudden alleged hair loss. All the while pushing his index finger onto the middle of his glasses, smiling subtly while reading his book at hand while walking. 

"Hey- low blow.", He'd scratch his seemingly bald head, though a scratching sound would be heard as he'd done this. As it turns out, he just likes to shave his head into a semi-bald hair cut, though still having hair. 

The two figures stood at a height of about six feet, two of them matching the head level, though different in fashion. The semi-bald fella was wearing a button down polo and a "sando" ( tank top) inside with black slacks, while the one with the glasses had a more civilian look; showing an array of a semi-gray polo shirt tucked inside his brown fitted slacks. 

The semi-bald friend would inquire once more though in a matter where the question wasn't witty; "What're you even reading about this time?"

"If you must know... I'm readi-", Then suddenly, they passed by the two people fighting each other, while the crowd was just there, being a nuisance, to the sidewalk, heckling. All the while this was happening, the man with the glasses would be hit on the nose by one of the guys who were fighting each other. A brief shock would come to a close from the semi-bald headed friend of his; inquiring once more; "Mga gago yon ah, ayos ka lang Digong?"

Blood would be seen from Digong's left nostril, then wiping this promptly with his left forearm. Digong took his glasses off, giving it to his friend; "Paki-hawak muna, Bato." ( I ran out of what to call him ) 

Digong proceeded to subtly force himself inside the crowd of people whom were still looking over, though as soon as Digong had made his way onto the center of it. Digong then rammed his left shoulder onto the two whom were clinching each other still, unbeknownst to them, a new challenger had arrived, flinging them onto a distance, as they fumbled onto the ground afterwards. 

Digong walked over to the two's bodies then reaching two of his hands on each of their necks, strangling them. He proceeded to raise them up from the ground, then putting him to his eye level, being taller than the both of them. The crowd stood silently, peering onward to Digong in awe. Some left, though some were might've been too scared to even move an inch of their body as they looked upon him. 

Though, the only one who could even call out to Digong was his friend, Bato. "You've done enough now, man. Let's head off before a teacher catches you and misinterpret the whole thing.", He moved himself behind his friend Digong as he held him by the shoulder, comforting him from the sudden and utter rage that Digong was feeling as of now. 

As a couple of seconds had rolled by from here on. Digong took his grip off of the two's neck, as they were struggling to breathe, then dropping them onto the ground, putting them on their knees as they held their necks as a bit of a throb would occur from it. Showing the grip strength Digong had. 

Bato patted Digong's shoulder, then giving handing him his glasses back, though before going; "Watch where you fight next time, you just witnessed someone who could break both of your necks with ease.", He snickered to himself, then shoving his other hand inside his pocket, the other one placed around Digong's shoulders, as they walked off promptly.  

"So. Do you still want to tell me what you were reading there?", He'd inquire once more towards his Digong. A feign of a smile would be seen from Bato as he peered upon him. 

As a playful whimper sound would be heard from Bato as if he was a submissive dog would be directed to Digong, making him laugh for a brief moment. 

They proceeded to walk towards their next class. 

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END OF CHAPTER: IV