
"Theirga..." Call Kara lirih.
"Hm..." Reply to the young man without looking at the girl he just held.
"Everything you did was conscious, right?"
"Yes realize, you think I'm crazy hm?" Dirga let go of her grasp and scrambled Kara's hair, her current facial expression was so cute. Some sort of position of trust and disbelief, more to be confused anyway.
"Gue's afraid of her again dream tau, Ga."
Dirga smiled angrily as he looked left and right, making sure the hallway of the room was empty.
"Lo didn't dream of my future wife...." Dirga pinched Kara's gnarled cheeks and peed at the girl's forehead flash.
Kara immediately reacted wrongly. "How did anyone see it?"
"Biarin. So we're directly KUA gas." Ledek Dirga's. "Go back to class there." Further.
"Anterine..." Kara Whine.
"Don't get spoiled, usually go to my own class. Our class's different directions, I'm here." Dirga pointed to the direction of her class which was opposite to Kara's classroom.
"Start in fashion again. I want to be spoiled, Ga. Not very sensitive."
"It's not insensitive, it's time to learn! Learn the real thing! Go to class."
"No thanks ah. What if we skip, Ga? I have got a call letter. Let's not be that awful." Kara's proposal while flicking the call letter to Dirga's face. "Gue has also never truant, curious to feel like truant kayak yah?" Further.
The plot!
This time it was not a brief kiss that landed on Kara's forehead, it was a flick of Dirga's index finger that managed to make the girl immediately wipe her forehead.
"It hurts... Not yet started to marry the past KDRT first." Kara Protest.
"Partially told back to class even ngajakin truant. Want me to clean the toilet? Or run around the ten-round ceremony room?"
"Don't tell him to run, Ga. I have been cape running around in your heart all this time, do not need to be told to run around the room. Change the punishment, for example, sentenced to snore ketos an hour." Said Kara while smiling as sweetly as possible.
"Squealing... Pain, Ga! KDRT is good!" The protest was dramatic as Dirga again touched her forehead. Though not hard at all, but basic Lengkara full of drama.
"Don't fierce dong same prospective wife. Just made melehoy, uh now fierce again." Continue with a frown.
"Lo is my future wife, Ra. But need lo inget, lo's future husband is ketos. Never get weird, let alone skip. Although to the future wife, school rules remain a priority, if ngelabaro well punished. Wanna?" Dirga.
"So serious, huh, Ga? Though I'm just kidding to make it goofy too." Reply Kara.
"No kidding school rules well my dear wife-to-be. Back from class, I'm anterin." Dirga relented rather than continue to serve the whining of the girl, maybe they continue to chat in the hallway until the last hour runs out.
The hallway of the afternoon school was quiet, the students were actually in their respective classes. SMK Persada is famous for the discipline of teachers and students. Although sometimes there are recalcitrant students who often go out of class and hang out in the cafeteria will certainly be the target of Irma and picket teachers who always go around the school at certain times.
"Get in." Said Dirga as soon as he arrived in front of Kara's class, "his seat moved, don't be the same Tama. Just sit with Dila again." Her impression and Kara nodded obediently.
"Yes what else is My Lengkara..." Reply Dirga.
"Love you." He then went straight to class without waiting for Dirga's answer.
"Basal alay. But I like it." Dirga held a smile and passed towards her class. "Love you too Lengkara Ayudhia." His inner.
Entering the class Kara was immediately rewarded with a soft cry from her friends.
"Cie.co.uk..."
"J is dong, Ra!"
"Let's just remember everything I did for the loveware tumbler." Unabashedly Kara responded to the teasing of her classmates as she walked towards her seat. There was no Tama on his desk.
"Well tumbler time, Ra." The protest of one of the students he had just passed.
"What dong? How about changing loveware misting? Or that loveware vegetable place? Your mama must be very fond of divided by free loveware products." Anyway Kara wants to give PJ who does not need capital, if loveware products can be free nyomot in her papi company. Kara is the type of poor sultan whose pocket money is daily, no cards.
"Related, Ra. Ntar even got amok if the lid was bright."
"Call over, spit sitting down to your table. Even in the case of PJ. Since when are they taxed? how much is the rate?" The babbling of the freshman students was over after the teacher who was in front of them snapped at them all. It could be a discussion about the finished tax during tax administration lessons, where in the lesson there is no discussion related to the finished tax.
"Well, I'm not loving."
"Already! Focus on training. Work now! Time's running out soon." Said the teacher up ahead.
While everyone was busy working on the practice, Kara also opened her LKS book. But not working on it, he actually did an impromptu interview on Dila related to Tama.
"Where's it going, Dil?" Ask while scribbling LKS books with pencil, drawing hearts a lot. Lope lope lope.. still loving you from the past until now, she wrote on the LKS answer sheet.
"No idea, Ra. When I was busy doing ngevidioin lo, he was not there. I was live IG loh pas lo shot by Dirga. I also post to the class. But..."
"But what?"
"But I'm in the group, instead I post in the group that has our homeroom. I pulled it again, but I think the teacher saw it." Dila.
"Eh crazy you yeah, Dil. Pantes aja ma'am Irma can know. I got Ortu's summons."
"Let's not blame me, too, Ra. If you do not see from my post, surely the teachers will also know. Our canteen ma'am is always on social media 24/7, nonstop Ra. I gave up the spilled lamp." Reply Dila. "Just don't forget PJ, Selpot is already a place to eat with ntar children." Its effects.
"Have been playing pesen somewhere, I have no money to know." Kara Saying. "You want to pay for a dishwasher at the diner?"
"Lo the one who washes dishes, I'm ogah." Reply Dila. "lagian not pay also I guarantee will not be asked to wash dishes, Ra. Selpot guy pesennya in the cafe has his mommy Dirga. That's what we usually eat but can never pay for." he continued.
"I haven't finished yet." Dila put her pen down when the class president took her LKS book.
"But woy! That's my answer..." Kara can only resign when her LKS is also taken, can be sure tomorrow she will be called to the teacher's room because the answer is super aesthetic. Yes, about calculating income tax Pph 21 filled with a row of images of the heart and the writing of the bucin.