Admiral's Secret
017

Nala just got called Mr. Andre. Again Nala was punished because she forgot to do PR. Nala unceasingly rambled herself with her stupidity. It could be Nala forgot PR Mr. Andre.

So that Mr. Andre asked Nala to do something that he had to do in the mading. Nala was of course surprised—shock— to the point that Nala could no longer blame herself other than resignedly.

Nala was asked to make an information using English. So Nala carries the theme by encouraging school friends to read more books available in the library.

It is also a form of support for school facilities so that friends read more books and use the library as a cool reading place.

For the idea, Mr. Andre certainly agreed with enthusiasm. Nala immediately makes persuasive sentences and gives small examples that she makes in the form of important points so that friends can catch the intention and invitation of Nala.

After he worked hard, Nala immediately attached his duties to the school. Of course after Nala got permission from the osis. He said Nala's masterpiece was pretty good. There will be many who see.

Accompanied by Alvin—one of the parties osis—help Nala open the glass mading. Then Nala put her initiative there.

"You don't want the list to be part mading, Nal? I see you're pretty creative if you make a gini masterpiece." Suddenly Alvin interrupted while Nala glued her initiative.

"Well.." Nala tergugu's.

"Wouldn't you like to join me as a mading boy?" Nala hesitated.

"If I see see, the work you make is good. Especially the poem you make pas mos when Kak Irfan stick in the mading. Brother Irfan likes your poetry, light. Then I saw you do this, why don't you try to join me as a mading boy?" alvin's proposal while gluing Nala's masterpiece on the mading.

Hearing Alvin's heartfelt praise made Nala blush.

"I'm sure the other friends like your poetry too. Surely they're interested to see your other work on display in the school's mading."

"I'm not sure.." Nala lowered her head while twisting her cold hand, "I'm not as good as you think. The poem I made was just a fad.. Brother Irfan accidentally saw my poem in my book and then Kak Irfan begged me to stick it in the mading. I'm not sure."

"Why not sure if you haven't tried it yet? It's good if you join as a child mading. The work in the mading will be paid by the school, just enough to add your pocket money. If your work is in great demand by many people, your chances of getting up to the competition stage between schools will be open and of course the school will be fully supportive."

Hearing that Nala was starting to get interested. Not only money, his expertise in the field of writing can be used as a prestigious skill that Nala will definitely need in the future.

But Nala was still doubtful about his abilities. He just likes to write. But Nala is not very expert in the field.

"If you're interested, call me Nal." Alvin patted Nala's shoulder slowly. Then go after making sure the glass mading is tightly closed. Nala nodded and let Alvin leave her.

Alvin's offer was enough to occupy his mind as far as Nala was in the cafeteria. There was still time left for Nala to buy a snack and then rush to class.

...-0-...

"Just try to join me as a mading boy." Santa cried after Nala told him about Alvin's proposal. Santa knows Nala has talent and Alvin has seen that. So Alvin's speech becomes Santa's tool to burn Nala's spirit.

"Many people want to join as a child. But not everyone can join because there's a test."

"I'm not sure yet.."

"If you're not sure, try to register first. Just idle. You made a poem pas mos and caught Kak Irfan also because of a prank, right? You are a list. Thank goodness you were glimpsed."

Santa's explanation further inflated Nala's intention that he had been deeply immersed.

But come to think of it, there's no harm in Nala fadly signing up. Santa and Alvin are right. His talent cannot be wasted.

Enough of his feelings were wasted.

"You think so, Ta?"

Santa nodded, "Hmm. Let's try the list first. I'll let you meet Alvin."

Nala nodded.

...-0-...

Santa accompanies Nala to meet Alvin in the cafeteria at school. Nala had exchanged messages via mobile phone to Alvin about the registration of being a child mading, and without a second thought Alvin immediately invited to meet in the cafeteria after school.

The canteen is still crowded with students enjoying their own food. This is not rare. Precisely if the canteen is quiet, strange to see. Except for holidays or certain events that make the school was forced to be quiet.

"Finally you want to join too." Alvin sumringah while filling out a form about Nala's personal data. For a moment he took a sip of his iced tea before handing over a form for Nala to fill in.

"Fill the data yourself Nal." Nala nodded as she received a form and Nala wrote her data there. Some questions were raised, about how to be a child mading during the period.

Alvin replied in such detail. It made Nala understand and there was nothing else she needed to ask.

Nala nodded back. Alvin immediately went home after finishing his iced tea.

"Hungry huh? Eat yuk." Just so Nala took Santa home, Santa complained while patting his queen's stomach.

Actually Nala has eaten, but Nala is just an ordinary human who is easily tempted to see a lot of good food around her. A message of toast and iced tea may be enough to prop up his stomach until just before dinner.

"All I ordered ya." Nala simply nodded and mentioned her order.

As Santa moved to order food, Jian and Raskal appeared while carrying food.

"Oh—you're still here apparently." Jian exclaimed then glanced beside the empty-looking table of Nala and Santa. "Can you sit here? The seat was on full." asked Jian and Nala and Santa glanced over at the surrounding area. They realized that the cafeteria was suddenly full. Though it was long.

Santa glanced at Nala who was looking at him clumsily. His head shook slightly with a gaze that meant "no, don't be loved. please.." then Santa nodded, turned his head and smiled.

"Sure. Just sit down."

Nala immediately glared at Santa Semetara Santa darted into the ketoprak store without the slightest burden. His mind is spinning, let it go! When else would Santa deliberately bring his best friend closer to his crush?

Busy giggles on his own without knowing Nala is at a loss to see Jian and Raskal taking his place nearby.

Jian took a seat in front of Nala, next to Santa's place. While Raskal lightly sat beside Nala.

Profitable positions at once scary. Profitable for Nala's heart and scary because suddenly he became the center of attention because he was beside Raskal.

Afraid to glance at the surroundings, his gaze stopped precisely at Raskal's gaze fixed on him. And of course Nala Lanagsung threw her face in any direction. As long as it is not in the direction of the black net that vibrates the whole soul, body and mind of Nala.

Raskal-he managed to make Nala feel helpless dead fleas.

Santa comes with some snacks and Nala's order. Secretly Raskal glanced at the toast and iced tea served in front of Nala.

"Why are you still here?" Jian asked as he sipped his chicken noodles. His gaze alternated on Santa and Nala. Raskal was busy himself devouring his own chicken noodles.

"Nala finished the list as a mading boy." Sahut Santa's. Nala just nodded at Santa's words. He was still unable to move even a little, as if there was a bomb attached and at any time would explode if he made a wrong move.

"Oh-who used to take care of school mading huh?" Reply Jian and Santa nodded. Nala again could only nod.

The chocolate-flavored toast in front of Nala looks evocative. Nala herself began to be interested in the melted chocolate there. His stomach started to tickle hungry.

But Nala was super clumsy, her wiggle room seemed narrow. There was still some distance between him and Raskal. Raskal did not disturb Nala's room at all. But it feels like Raskal is backing it up.

Support his heart.

Intentions Nala wanted to avoid that silent figure just vanished into Nala's head.

His awkwardness resulted in the wrong attitude of Nala's behavior. Trying to vent to festive straws in the middle of the table to sip his iced tea. Either because her hands were too trembling or because of the long range until Nala had difficulty grabbing the straw until the straw refractors fell.

Very sprightly, Raskal fixed the refutation position and then took out a straw for Nala. Nala took it with her head down. Don't forget to say thank you even if you sound good. Santa, Jian and Raskal alone could still hear Nala's sincere remarks.

His awkwardness made Nala act again. Now he accidentally dropped a spoonful of Raskal chicken noodles on the floor. Sontak Nala looked down to pick up her spoon.

That sudden movement left Raskal shocked. Raskal let Nala pick up her spoon, while one hand stretched out toward the corner of the table so that Nala's head did not immediately collide on the table.

Nala gasped at Raskal's arm nearby.

While Santa and Jian were busy watching the drama before them.

Nala was all her might to hold her embarrassment. Unfortunately, he rushed to devour his toast until a brown lumeran splattered on his lips.

Raskal saw that and immediately took out a new tissue. Then took the initiative to tidy up the brown lumeran on the lips of the Nala ranum.

It was slow, but sure. It felt soft when the tissue was rubbed into the lips of Ranum Nala. Raskal's gaze didn't shift at all on the brown lumera, the tissue, the red lips, and the black netra of Nala.

Until Jian and Santa were dumbfounded staring at the two lovebirds of romantic drama in front of them.

"Eat it slowly." Lirih Raskal's.

And yes, of course, Nala's heart is ravaged now.