Chapter 5

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It was prep time at night when burst of laughters could be heard erupting from the teacher's desk in front. Though, two days ago they promised Saiful to behave, but sometimes lets just say old habits die hard.

"Wait! What? Mr. Z is Yus's cousin?" Asked Lina, the fair and Chinese eyed girl who seemed to always belong in the gossip group at the 'teacher's round table' in front. Her shocked face casted a teasing look at everyone sitting in front of her."Haha! Unbelievable!" Yelped Lina, frantically.  "It's true! I heard them both talking the other day and BAMMM!!! The truth just came out!" Cried Amri with pride. He can really become an enthusiastic paparazzi someday. I just know it.

"Anyonghasaeyo!" Greeted a fair guy with slim features, chic spectacles and an up-to-date Kpop hairstyle which covered most of his forehead. He walked in class with a piece of sandwich in his hand and towards his desk. It was Yus.

"Yus!!!Yus!!Come here! Come here!" Screamed those who were sitting around the teacher's table. "What?" He turned to face them and teased. "Nega ulf! Nega ulf!" He chanted the lyrics of his favorite boy band Exo's song 'Wolf' as he danced his way to them.

"Urghhh!! Yus!!" They all chorused in sync. "What?" Defended Yus mockingly. "Anyway, we heard that you and Mr. Z are related! Is that true?" Fired Lina with supports from Sarah at her side. Yus was taken aback. But, he steadied his composure and answered " Of course we are related! Flawless skin, desirable height and cute charming smile. How can we not be related?". "Eh! That's the point. None of the criteria match! So, how can you be related?" Attacked Sarah teasingly. Though subtle she was actually trying to squeeze the truth out of him, cunningly.

" Hmm, how should I know. Maybe we were born with separate mothers!" Stressed Yus.

" Hmm, of course you both do. Cousins don't share moms right?" Questioned Amri raising an eyebrow at Yus.

" Awwh, you're mean. I assure you we're not cousins." Defended Yus irritated.

"Mun, you trust me don't you?" Eyed Yus at me from afar.

"I don't care." I replied gigling as I continued to watch the interrogation while eating my butter bread with Nora. We were anxious of the outcome of this battle.

" Nora, angel. You trust me right?" Coaxed Yus to Nora, clearly asking for backup.

"I don't know. You want the truth or the lie? Hahaha!" Laughed the whole class. Yus was completely toyed!

"Assalamualaikum!" The voice of Mr. Z echoed from the doorstep.

Sarah, Lina, Amri, Aidil and Eddy scrambled to their feets as they clumsily took their books and pencil cases from the teacher's desk and hurriedly back to their seats. Everone else did too. I stuffed my last piece of bread into my mouth and chew it hurriedly. Nora on my right clumsily put away her Epop magazine out of sight and Saiful stood to lead the greetings. He didn't came in but just stood there leaning against the door frame.

" Wow, you guys surely are amazing. I could hear your voice clearly from ground floor. Haha." Chuckled Mr. Z as he took out his hands from his hoodie pockets. He was wearing a grey hoodie with black jeans which showed off his young and manly features perfectly and as he spoke everybody listened.

"Mr.Z! Are you the warden now?" Cried Aidil confidently.

"Yeah, I am. Sir Anuar asked me to keep the night prep peace and quiet. But.." He paused and slowly walking to the teacher's desk.

"But, actually I am a bit weary today." Complained the handsome teacher as he rubbed the back of his neck. "Yes!" Putra blurted breaking the silence and punching his fists in the air with joy. "Shhh!" Everybody glared at him. They didn't like it when Putra interrupted Mr. Z's sayings. I mean how can he win Mr. Z? Even I was glaring at him. Everybody worshipped Mr. Z!

"Haha, don't get too excited. It's not like I am letting you guys free." Giggled Mr. Z. OMG! I could die for that laugh!

He tilted his head a bit and looked at me straight in the eye. I gasped. It was a piercing look.  Did I saw wrong? What was this clenching feeling? It was scary and suffocating. His looks was as if it spoke... Evil.

" Let's play a game." He grinned.

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