Admiral's Secret
011

Nala sat down and quietly watched Raskal sitting in front of her and let Barber channel his skills towards Raskal's hair. Previously Raskal asked Barber to trim his hair neat. After that Barber immediately put a cloth on the base of Raskal's neck and took some tools in his hand.

There was only Nala and Raskal, yet no other customers filled Barber's room. And only the radio sound broke the silence—also the shaving machine lit up.

As usual, Nala quietly observed Raskal's inertia while looking at Barber's trimmed hair. Barber painstakingly cuts Raskal's hair which to him disturbs the scene. Sometimes he sprayed something in Raskal's hair and then trim it again.

In front of Raskal was an elongated mirror. From the mirror, Raskal can see Barber's performance against his hair. As soon as Nala looked at him silently.

Raskal realized himself to be a real object that is free to be seen in the black netra Nala at this time. His black net was sparkling as if Raskal was a beautiful figure, admired—tatapan it was no stranger to Raskal because he always consumed the amazed gaze of most people who saw him.

But this—dia Nala, her famously shy and reserved classmate, was now staring at her with a meaningful twinkle.

"It's over, Aa." Raskal was now staring at her well-trimmed hair. His mind assessed Barber's work while taking money out of his pants pocket.

Raskal looked at himself in front of the mirror while staring at the rest of the hair that was still looming on his head. Nala looked at Raskal in front of the mirror.

Even long or short hair, Raskal is always charming.

Unknowingly Nala smiled.

"Udah handsome kok Aa, Neng her to smile smile see her Aa." The Barber seduces the two young men until Raskal turns his head and his gaze meets Nala.

Nala blinked on the spot then hurriedly lowered her head—malu.

Barber's speech was quite disturbing Nala during the trip home. Nala really does not know how she showed her face to Raskal because she was caught smiling her own smile when looking at Raskal. Nala did not stop looking down until Nala almost accidentally hit people.

Luckily Raskal noticed the road Nala and immediately pulled Nala at that time.

Remembering that Nala was pounding back. Thinking Raskal could not help but pound things for a second. There are side effects.

Raskal's motor stopped right in front of Nala's house. Nala got off the Raskal bike immediately.

"Raskal. stop by first."

As usual Nala will make small talk offering to stop by the house if there are friends visiting the house, without exception.

But in fact Nala's pleasantries are taken by Raskal. Nala's riveted.

"Can."

Still can't believe all this, but Nala hastily lets Raskal in. Mother who was busy watching television distracted by the presence of Nala and a handsome figure like a god behind Nala.

"There's Nala's friend."

Raskal said his greetings and greeted Nala's mother.

"What's your name?"

"Raskal, Ma." Reply Raskal. I grilled and went to the kitchen to prepare drinks and snacks.

Raskal sat in the living room while Nala went to the room to change clothes. Mom came and brought a tray of cold drinks and biscuits on the table.

Raskal stared silently at the cookie, attracting his attention.

"Cobain the biscuits. Mother made it herself." Said Mother.

"Thank you."

Mom left while Raskal was still staring at the cookie. Curious, Raskal finally took one piece and tasted it.

When Raskal received a packet of biscuits with chocolate sprinkles on it, Raskal ventured to taste it. It tastes good, but is too sweet because the milk content on the biscuit is too good.

Anybody who wants to give him food, Raskal will always refuse him. If anyone was reckless to give it to him without Raskal's consent, Raskal would usually give it to Jian. And of course Jian accepted it with pleasure.

But an anonymous biscuit yesterday intrigued Raskal until Raskal finally finished the biscuit. But still Raskal was upset because he did not know who gave the food.

Exactly like the taste of biscuits from anonymous yesterday.

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After Nala coolly confides in Santa over the phone, Nala is again busy with her pile of tasks. Page after page Nala read carefully, not letting her net miss a sentence in the least.

Until the phone vibrates. Nala turned her head and checked her phone, her breathing was stifled seeing Raskal sending her a message. Give Nala points and pages of books to read about their group assignments.

Don't sleep too late, night.

Simple, but Nala's lips were attracted completely. Trying to hold his lips unhysterically. It's night, don't let Sister Tama and Mother hear and flirt into Nala's room.

Nala put down her phone and read the book again. Sentence after sentence Nala read no longer caught in his head, now Raskal yelled arbitrarily there. To destroy Nala's mind and heart.

Nala remembered Raskal at her house this afternoon. Not much conversation had taken place; just a little awkward and silently staring at Raskal enjoying his biscuits in silence.

Seeing Raskal eating his biscuits, Nala remembered again with a packet of biscuits that Nala had brought for him. Did Raskal taste his biscuits at the time? Or Raskal gave it to Jian.

Nala knew that if Raskal was forced to accept food from people he did not know Raskal would give it to Jian. Since Raskal was famous at the time of the mos took place many gave him letters, chocolates, cakes or other food. But Raskal often refused. Until someone desperately put something in Raskal's locker quietly and Raskal would give it to Jian secretly.

But it had been heard by many until Raskal's admirers no one else gave anything to Raskal other than letters. Some say Raskal doesn't appreciate giving people—but Raskal doesn't care. Because from the beginning he had said that he would not accept the gift of people who Raskal did not know. Even with his classmates.

But Raskal's assertiveness did not shut off the spirit of some of his admirers to remain reckless to put something into Raskal's locker. No matter the gift they were given back to Jian. They were getting closer to Raskal.

Maybe Nala can be said to be as— as they are. He hasn't given up putting letter after letter into Raskal's locker. It's just that yesterday he was desperate to add a packet of biscuits to his locker. Until Jian and Raskal asked who put the letter and the biscuit pack into his locker because Jian saw Nala early in the morning in class.

And until now, neither Jian nor Raskal had asked him any more. For a moment Nala heaved a sigh of relief. But Nala became sad to remember that the biscuits she brought must be Raskal love to Jian. Nala knew for sure it was happening, but still Nala was sad.

Nala's phone shook again. Nala was shocked when she peeked at Raskal's name being in her notification.

Nutmeg..

Nala blinked confusedly seeing the incoming message from Raskal. Just as he was about to reply to Raskal's message, his phone shook again.

Ting..

You sleeping?

Ting..

I hope you read my message before you go to school.

Ting..

I'll pick you up tomorrow.

Ting..

We go to school together.

Ting..

Have breakfast together, if you can.

Ting..

Sorry to disturb your sleep. Have a good dream, see you.

Raskal is wrong, his messages actually interfere with Nala doing his job. The messages actually make it difficult for Nala to sleep all night.

And because of Raskal's messages, Nala becomes confused with her own feelings.